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Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Being of Tulip


Being of Tulip

June 19 2013








Illumination of The Heart











Tulip Light doth shine so bright today * ` ~

Much more than all the other days in the sun







Whilst all the while ` ~ `




Emotion way too grand for the tender of heart to bear

Pull my being through this state and that




O'h` ~

`~

O'h` ~












Memory so fresh of a lover's lament

~ * ~




Many many years ago









So a`gaze I am upon the beautiful tulips

On this brilliant blue blue day

Today







Then 


~ * ~









I saw with my very own eye

Into the brightest Tulip d`oth shine a beam of delight
  
Sweeping the flowers all pink purple and red

Into the wind of violet



To vibrate with time



The yellow so bright












A tango of citrus throughout leaves of lime











~`Dreamy Dance`~ is this

For first flowers of Spring

To blow dark shadow away







O'h



O'h


How sweet blowing tulip can be

In love with brightness of Light




Indeed the spell hath cast a blessing



Ode ` ~

To soothe the pain of a broken heart ~ not possible to break



~ * ~



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Amid`st blowing winds that march with time







  
Pray then I did to Elemental Grace

To feather all bloomy essence with love joy and mirth




Should another come this way today













Deliver dear God, your glorious healing gift

~ * ~


Infuse with joy the heart full of sorrow

*

For all to behold your Passion Divine









And so I lay there  ~  spell bound



For who knows how long`

 
Full of the glorious scent of earth

~~~


A`breast a bed of Tulip touched by an azure sky






Surrender I did to the delight of hue's rapture


Amidst` all His Heavenly Light


A` drop of diaphanous white


*









Scent sweetened all seed




O'h

Oh



To soothe the ~ tremble ~ of a tender heart




Then there it was` ~











Palest of Blue



Blushed the sweetness of innocence

 Touched by stillness on the breath of a breeze



God's purest expression of life








Beheld I did ~ Being of Tulip



Upon this bed of soft skinned petals

A`drift

With the broken of heart




~ ` Pure Sweet Love ` ~ 









O`h ~

~`

O`h ~










Where life overflows with Bliss 

 


Hide & seek there awhile




There among the Tulips




A` touch of Heaven's beam unfolding in joyful delight









All within the stalks so very green with lime








O`h ~

~`
  
O`h ~








Hear the call of Love’s haunting melody




   



  
  Pluck the heart of old gypsy violin 








T`would be fairest of memory

A`midst blowing field of green









Blow wind blow your gift of life so rain may fall```~

Until the Tulips beam all a`glow





 


Tousled bloom a`midst pale shade of pigment dream
 


 Listen tenderly to lutes swoon so sweet





Brilliant caress of blue night's silvery moon








Be lost to the breath of sweet scent

~ ~ ~

Palm of a new dawn




~ Nothing Compares







~ Nothing Compares









 Soft pretty petals







Whisper your lament to innocent heart so pale










Being of Tulip now ```


 Being of Tulip & dreaming of You


On this brilliant Spring day












Somewhere` very`` far``` 


far`````~*..... away








Being of Tulip ~ 24 x 36 ~ March to July 2013     Timeless Expressions by Maguire




Being of Tulip

 Mother's Love



Work in Progress























Wednesday, August 31, 2011

"The Inner Eye"


The Inner Eye

Awakening Self

Continually changing as it evolves in the delight of every new moment


~ The Inner Eye ~


Oil on canvas 36 x 48, 1980
Private Collection of Hazel Westwood
Victoria Island BC



Great Pyramids of Giza



The Inner Eye


Work on The Inner Eye came from a meditation on the Kundalini, the Awakening Self.


On the night my father passed I had a dream about the Lost City of Atlantis falling into the ocean.


I was there when the ancient ones fount Egypt.
The God Horus appeared in a crystal pyramid of the palest green peridot while directing the elders to the new land.

When I awoke the vision of  Inner Eye was forever planted in the centre of my forehead.




~ King ~


Oil on Masonite  25 x 36, 1982
Private Collection of Brye Briggs
Oshawa Ontario


In 1982 I had another dream where I had met myself during an initiation of the Ancient Ones.


Cleansed from head to foot was I, the young girl with the dark hair ~ in love with the 
memory of patchouli oil.



Light of the full moon shone its ray through the inner passage of Great Pyramid.

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 ~*O*~


Most handsome


  King



Prepared and Cleansed as I was He 



For this very moment




 ~*Initiation*~



Bare w
e were



Aware


Humbled in our Existence








He trembled  ~  I trembled


Senses all


~*Alive*~



Yet


Thought



Was no more









Enter each other we did

Equally beautiful

 
My male ~ his female





Complete Conscious Being 

 
Self



God Divine




 ~*ONE*~



~* I AM PRESENCE *~


Full Fold



~* Within *~


 
HIS GIFT



~* Existence *~



Prime Reality


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For all of Eternity



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ELIZABETH




I asked Father


~*LAMB*~


HE Said



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~* LOVE KNOWS NO BOUNDS *~ ~ ~



HUMANITY IS BORN FREE


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GROWS IN YOUR GARDEN


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~ My Egypt ~

Oil on canvas 24  x  24, 1982
Private Collection of John Manning
Curtis Ontario



The very haunting image of the above oasis came from a dream that forever pleasantly filters through the conscious mind.  There are days while walking planet earth that an overwhelming sense of homesick euphoria fills that waking moment.


What remain are enchanting memories of days gone and those yet to come that are full of images of fantasy and wonder of a brighter life and another time.



Every once in awhile one can catch a glimpse of the self looking back through a great void and wondering why things happen the way that they do on that dark night of a soul?  



Look back? Yes indeed, look back ~ but for only a quick glance, mindful of a lesson learned, then set that memory free forever. When you catch that thought again, look  ~*then*\~~~ eagerly ahead to all the wonders yet to unfold in this lifetime.



It seems a brighter essence when one is lost in the healing of timeless moment.







~ Pyramid and Rock ~

Bronze casting, lost wax process
 11" H, 8.5" W, 9" D

 1989

Artist Proof
 Memorial

Timeless Expression by Maguire




 ~ Family Scarab ~

 Oil on Masonite, 16.5  x  15  x  4  1982
Private Collection of Brye and Leah Briggs
Oshawa Ontario



The Scarab

The Scarab was used as a symbol to produce jewelry mainly rings and bracelets for Egyptian Kings to place on the servers of their households.


Should a slave be hurt or lost the color or type of the stone would stand as testament to all under his kingdom that the bearer of the Scarab indeed did belong to his household.  Receiving the Scarab insured that the message was surely from the Royal Chamber.  

Great Honor bestowed to the bearer of the Kings Ring.