Finding my Bliss

Monday, 29 October 2012

Gothic Weekend

The weather man had predicted chilly for higher ground, as we made our way over the moors an auspicious sky developed setting a moody tone for the weekend to come............



How I love the wild winds and changeable skies as they cast their shadows over the dying bracken moors. By the time we got to Horcum Hole the sky's drama had unleashed rain, hail and snow over Celeste, (our campervan), perfect for a Gothic Whitby Week. Get the flavour here.

We set up camp on the clifftop relaxing with a glass of red, soon slipping into our little cocoon bed listening to the wind and the hail on the metal roof, the feeling was wonderful, like ~ "rock a bye baby in the tree top when the wind blows the cradle will rock", and rock we did the whole night!

Next day was so cold, we layered up before venturing along the clifftop, talk about wild sea horses, those raging waves matched the angry skies, and I was lapping it all up.


The Abbey, living up to its eerie reputation was upon us suddenly at the end of the cliff walk, looking every bit haunted by stories of long ago...... Thrilling to the spectacle outside the Abbey grounds we realised there was something afoot!


St Mary's church stands just below the Abbey on the descent into Whitby town, I wasn't sure what to make of it at first when I caught sight of the bride's veil blowing in the wind, mingling with the raging sea background, it looked like something straight out of a period drama........




A Gothic wedding, I was enchanted and beside myself..........


Tearing myself away we descended down the 199 steps to the town itself where my love and I had just the most wonderful day................ sigh


We treated ourselves to cheese straws and curd tarts from a local bakery which we ate on the pier under our umbrella along with tea from the flask.......perfect!



Friday, 19 October 2012

Swooning over the Sun


I'm swooning over the sun, her magical performances,
the finale of twenty twelve..........
a year when the sun made few appearances here.........
when great swathes of grey dominated, more rain than not.........
still the rain made for strong growth, everything doubled in size.........
my little seeds of courage, faith, hope & trust all flourished, matured and bore fruit this year,
that's why my moments in the sun are all the more sweeter,
they maybe snatched away tomorrow but for now I'm savouring each one!

Linking with
Haiku my Heart
Recuerda mi Corazon



Monday, 15 October 2012

Contemplating Grace at The Last Inn


A sense of place, you know what I mean?
You can't quite put your finger on it but it feels right like you belong,
something connects deep within saying 'home'.

We've been coming back to this old sailor's pub 'The Last Inn' for a few years now,
we want it to be our local, but we have to wait...........



We have to wait for tides to turn,
for sands to settle,
to reveal new contours of possibility.


At first the waiting room seemed small, cramped and dark, 
a place I did not want to be, yet the longer I sat there in that space, 
the more I became aware of light filtering through. 

 After adjusting my eyes I could see that light 
was illuminating voids where hopelessness had once lain,
  shining down and revealing Hope

It was as if the light had been waiting all along 
for the mind's barriers to be dismantled,
now with most of it's notions of darkness dispelled
 expansion could take place.

I read about it recently, 
I'm not sure where, but I think it's true,
it went something like this ~

"in order for Spirit to do it's work a space has to be cleared first  
 to make way for Grace to take root, to grow".




Thursday, 4 October 2012

Exactly




I'm going walk-about again,
thought I would leave you with something that stirs my soul, be sure to click.
If you have not experienced it before enjoy!
If you have, then enjoy again!

Bye bye for now :~) xxx

PS Please leave me a sign if you've been here and enjoyed!

PPS Before I go I must add this, if you have not seen this video, it is amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing 
I don't usually rave, but for this one I make an exception! X


Monday, 1 October 2012

In My Element

It has been over a year since I collaged a dream or vision board,
something I have been meaning to do every full-moon 
along with Jamie Ridler and the other dreamers.

Yesterday was a busy one, Dougal Dog is now in the animal hospital,
they are watching him closely for fear the ulcer starts to melt,
this could be disastrous. 

I had intended to post my intuitive vision board last night 
but sleep won over!


To those not familiar with my practice, the process is totally intuitive:

I had no fresh collage materials in the house, (the images need to be fresh to your eyes for the purpose of intuiting!)  I bought a weekend newspaper, the type that have several coloured sections, travel, beauty, home etc.

I flip through the pages and whatever speaks I pull out, some images, some words, some I cut, some I rip. I clear a space on the table with my board in the centre, any board will do this one is just a piece of card, it is not important, it is not necessarily a work of art although it may become one! Then it could be applied to something stronger at a later stage. I mix my PVA glue to a thin consistency and start to apply the images/words intuitively!


I am always amazed at the end result, the messages or statements that surface. This particular board clearly reveals many of my current concerns and dreams.  I'm thinking of moving home but there are lots of question marks over this, it is not straight forward.  I sometimes feel afraid of the future, can seem dark at times!  The words that attract me become a message of support, an affirmation! 


I applied two dogs images, a sad dog and a happy dog, I'm reading happy endings to my boy's present situation, as I write we await the hospital's verdict of whether Dougal may come home today, or whether an expensive operation that we can ill afford is necessary!  Before he went into hospital after the vet took out the stitch to his third eyelid flap I hardly dare look into his affected eye for fear he was going to lose it, when I did it looked very strange.  I saw a red horizontal line of blood rising up across the eye. The vet had said this was a good sign as the blood cells were starting to heal the ulcer, never-the-less the appearance was alarming!  It seems so fitting that I should have applied the words 'Life it's in the Blood' and 'Discover' next to the dog images!

Intuitive art is the process of drawing up from within, it may be painting, writing or in this case collage, it is my preferred medium, I never know what will land on the board what my inner higher Self wants to bring forth, reveal!

Whilst composing this post my daughter has been very tense waiting for a phone call, I reassured her Dougal would be alright ~ lo and behold the phone has just rung, he can come home at 3.30 pm, the ulcer has shrunk!

Linking with
Jamie Ridler
Full Corn Moon Dreamboards