Showing posts with label Retrospective. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Retrospective. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

~ Legacy of Love ~












~ Legacy of Love ~







~ Soul ~






 Calling All Angels





~  Hold High The Light ~







On this day


Amber healing light pours forth to Blue Earth


From a Sun held high


All to heal the broken of heart


Lest the dark arrive on the black of night


To mar the Heart of Innocence








HOLD HIGH THE LIGHT ~












Listen Closely To The Whisper



 LISTEN



  DO YOU HEAR 



HEART OF MAN 

Birthed

New Soul




2000 Light Years Away From Home



Listen Closely To The Whisper




PEACE       PEACE       PEACE     





 Celebrate Life

 Your Legacy of Love 




~ Soul ~





One Just Never Knows
1993



One never knows the soul worthwhile

Lest one knows the magic of the world within



One never knows…






One never knows when the wondrous toil of the hand

Will meet joy that lives in the gentle of heart




One never knows…





One never knows how much tender word

D`oth heal a damaged soul if left unspoken





One never knows…






One never knows different color of skin

Should the eyes not see the beauty in all




One never knows…





One never knows hurt from deceit bestowed upon another soul

Should forgiveness not behold




One never knows…





One never knows tender the gift of Love

Le`st one hand reach out to touch a star



One never knows…






One never knows how full the cup of joy

Le`st one dream of chalice passed




One never knows…





One never knows the Brilliant Divine Love

That d`oth shine kiss upon the window of the soul




Le`st one see such face reflected back

Time after time






 

One just never knows

A difference from beginning to end


Until presence in nothingness opens the heart of mind






One just never knows



















What is the nature of life?

  What is the purpose to be here on earth now 
during this lifetime?




We all ask these questions in search for our own answers as we realize that outside of our self there is not another soul that can understand more wholly than our own inner being who the self really is.

What is right, or what is wrong?


How are we to know and where do we find the faith in our self to trust that instinct to make the decision of right or wrong?



It is up to us as individuals striving for a life of peace and beauty to discover these truths about our own beingness.


We will then be strong enough to stand together as the entire human race ready and willing to create balance in our unsettled war torn beautiful blue earth.

We have come to believe that the abstract facets of our self must survive in order to define reality in the present moment ~



We are already whole!



Through the authentic self we arrive at the sacred site of our soul, a place of quiet contentment.


How can we say that luck and chance, destiny & fate are the same thing?


Believe that chance is the first unconscious step you take, luck then is what comes from taking that step without your deep thought.  Fate is the direct result that happens to us when we act hastily from fear on a delusion of chance ~ fear delivers fate.

Destiny on the other hand is a result of a conscious decision to understand the difference, then to take that same step into the unknown by conscious choice fearlessly as we hold tight to our dream of peace and love on earth.


Dream directly connects to destiny. 

Which one would you consciously choose?


Instinctively we know the truth is there.  We believe this fundamental knowing without being told by another.

Believe that when one decides to listen to the mystery of the Divine from within, hidden truth is surely revealed; that truth is there always just for us all to acknowledge in that land of deep dream, the moment of nothingness,  unaffected by outside influence.



We bring forth fractions of our life lived from the very beginning that we share with others during our times in the universe.  It is all there ~ rich ~ fertile ~ full of sensuality.


If  freedom of choice is recognized as our truth, at that point we can begin to realize and then to release the painful dark memories of the past forever and be free ~ a complete state of universal balance within the core of individual self, waits quietly within to be realized.



The life-contract signed when we enter earth plane does not leave restraints of time on our free will, not before or after our death. The door is there, when and where the Art of your life begins to live life consciously, it has always been there ~ where our Divine Source resides. 

When we choose to leave earth forever and never return no longer depends on the level of dense energy we know as Karma, energy of our history of choices. 

We choose when to return to creative source, it is a conscious decision we all have access to,  all of us, if we want it and are ready to accept that responsibility.  

Be the creative expressive journey you were designed to be, then witness the mind manifest dreary aspects of the past creatively into peaceful nothingness.  Set the soul free during those private expressions of inner love ~ the Divine moment of one’s own timeless truth.


Without the powerful intention implied by conscious choice, Divine Mystery will not manifest. 


Like the pendulum of an old clock we sway back and forth through our emotions.

Relieve the mind from the immediacy of having to hold balance ~ be at peace ~ be still in a conflicting present ~ timeless moment is anything but hard work; it is joyful communication with the true self that releases pleasure instantly ~ leaving one with a great sense of contentment throughout eternity ~ should that be what one desires.



Piero Ferrucci  http://www.sevenpillarshouse.org/article/conversations_with_remarkable_minds_dr_piero_ferrucci/, author of the book Inevitable Grace shares with us that:

" we all have moments of inspiration, a sudden fleet of understanding, the solution to a problem, a state of grace, a brilliant thought about a future project, a witty remark, these are ‘those moments’ we all search for. "

Each person has within them a special quality of grace that is unparalleled to any other being.

Unfortunately, many do not believe in themselves or their gifts, and so hide their spark of uniqueness buried under a blanket of insecurity.  There is so much more ~`` 
Discard the everyday mask ~ reveal the beautiful true self you really are.




Creativity has a direct connection to real personal emotion.  In order to connect into this personal energy called Supreme Creative Force, we must open a bigger channel to and from the heart and soul mind to align with body and allow the manifestation of creative essence to flow through all our healing cells overflowing with joy to all who pass our way. 



We have to expand our consciousness in order to bring forward that original power to a higher level.  Begin to experience automatically more of the intuitive, creative being we are all designed to be.



 When the art of your heart

Becomes

~* The Beauty of your life *~





There is nothing more exciting than a new creative flow to open heart to a life of personal inner strength.  

It is my hope and intention that the sharing of thoughts and expressions along the way encourage one to think about life in a very new and exciting way.  



It is through personal expression in order to unveil the hidden fragmented parts of the self, that the pressure of a timed moment will dissolve, emerge, then transcend on a subliminal level with the unchained moment of true beauty and love seeded within our own conscious heart mind.



My Prayer for you is that you find your true moment of endocept the beginning of your own thought, then for you to see that you indeed have the right action to follow through on all or your beautiful loving dreams.


You are the joy of real freedom in this lifetime.



Celebrate the life of all those children who believe no-one cares that they are hungry, homeless, of ill health or worse yet, unloved; more painful than a body full of broken bone.

A heart without hope endures all of the horror at the same time.
How can we do this effectively together to help with the hunger of earth?

The mind says;

One step at a time ~ One heart at a time



The heart says;

Plant a seed, share the truth that you yourself know to be true.



Without Peace The Soul can not Ascend!





~ A Gift from God ~

Within

For All

 For Free


 















~ Soul ~



Artist Maquette

Original model in clay, final cast in acrylic
 11 D x 23 H x 8 W 1990






While sharing the restoration of  ~ Soul ~ the sculpture to friend Theresa Koch, founder of Paranormal and Jackie Laferta (site friend )  this image remained embedded on the monitor screen after the uploading of the original photo.

Some things are simply unexplainable!


Kodish, Kodish, Kodish, ~ Adonai Tsebyoth 3 X 3.











                                                             June 2012
















~ Soul ~



Work in Progress











Work in Progress  














~* Timeless Expression *~













Work in Progress










































Friday, January 4, 2013

A Moment ~*Within*~ Introduction to Imelda Frances Burnadette Maguire


~*Celebrate Life and Love*~



The Loft


~ Timeless Expression Studio ~

October 2007 ~ March 2016 

Historical Alger Press

Durham Region Ontario

Photo bStephen Cormack





From time to time I gaze out the window dreaming of days that are gone forever and of those yet to come.


I wonder

Is it in the reflections of the past that are met with the wanderings of the soul in a given moment of time where our dream truly begins?


Might it be a discovery of who we were then long long ago where we are only now bearing the fruit of what was or is to be?


I wonder, and dream about never ending Love within every waking moment of the day.


I wonder 
 and then I dream  do you?





~  North Wood ~




Quote from Saint Germaine



Choose intend, it will be done

Repeat that with us

Choose intend, it will be done



Remember that

A clear choice, clear intention



It is impossible to stop it manifesting

Impossible!



It will only stop when you change your intent or you choose otherwise


And


If your intentions and choices do not manifest
It is because you have changed your mind


You have changed your intent.


No way around this!





We are all the lover and  the dreamer!







~ Imelda Frances Burnadette Maguire ~

Toronto Pictures
2009

Photo by Bruno Pischiutta





I DREAM...

One day, everyone will discover 

The magnificence you are ~ I am

Found in the True Authentic Self of precious Unconditional Love



I Dream...

One day, everyone will discover 

The radiant being you are ~ I am…

Found in the true Authentic Self of precious Unconditional Love




I Dream...

One day, the entire universe will discover

The pure sweet Love found in the True Authentic Self.



I Dream...

That the Divine Glow in you and me

Will one day flow sweet and free through the heart

Authentically from one to another 

Through Eternity




When the higher emotions are conscious, there is real peace, love, and joy found within us all always, and in abundance.





Let us all walk toward our beautiful morrows together!




FIRST THE GESTURE

THEN THE GRACE

In Search of Self



Enter The Millennium



The following notes were written by Imelda during time spent on the Psychiatric ward of the Oshawa General Hospital shortly after the grand event of time; New Year Eve of the Millennium.   



Diagnosis: 

Bipolar with a psychotic twist;  Disassociation





~ Shattered Dreams ~


Imelda FB Maguire
  Self Portrait

Oil on canvas 40 x 60 1992

Private Collection of  Canadian Mental Health Center
  Minden Ontario 




The Notes:

I am on my tenth different psychotropic cocktail to stabilize mood swings. 
  
The drug of the day is Lithium.  

Numb am I,  lost in a dark place with nothing to recognize as self to grab on to and hold tight, so as not to sink further into this dark abyss of lifelessness.  



The question asked of the patients attending the workshop today is;




Who have we become and why?


Sitting here in the hospital recovery workshop not caring at all whether I live or die, I pray without end to the Heavenly Father for the sensitivity to hear the promptings of my soul;




Who am I?

Why would I even care, knowing full well that the right answer will be the only way out of this dark and empty place of hollow living?




There is pen and paper in hand, so I might just as well begin this writing exercise.

    




Drawing by Imelda FB Maguire

Recovery Workshop
 Oshawa General Hospital 
3G Wing
 February 2000  



I know there is a pattern of some electrical nature, so I search somewhere for a missing sequence, keep it simple stupid.  There is only black inside, so I resist and go the other way.


A speck of color draws me in so I follow and chase the hue, only to arrive back to where the pigment began to the place where only darkness lives.



Oh Heavenly Father


Let there be light


The medication makes it so hard to think, so hard to do anything at all let alone think or feel or see the light of joy that once was and is now lost when all I really want to do is to be left alone to sleep that forever deep sleep.


Now… yes, I think I have lost the land of Now!


A wee flurry flickers inside somewhere behind my breast but it is not mine.   I raise my hand to see who is there.  A gentle little whisper of a thing touches my cheek.  I accept this gift, the tears fall. 


Only a mad stroke appears when I put pencil to paper…  I let it go, perhaps we can talk again another day.


The mouth is so dry.


Colors most pale with shapes are there today.  I wait for something to stay… for at least a short while yet still the pigment and shapes flutter pale.


Wait! something looks for me ~ what is one to expect from the self?  ~ Soul hides.  


O'h my, how the brain hurts as I search ~ keep it simple stupid!


Nowhere is there a brush stroke ~ nowhere is there a color or a hue.


Life is at the best ~ flat
Nothing seems to matter much at all anymore.  There is no interest in even the searching.

So then, it has come to that!

There is no point in describing this painless pain.
I pray and I pray.


Please God take me home.


Twinkle, twinkle, little star

How I wonder who you are


The blank clean page speaks to this unrivaled mystery.  Here in this blank and clean place, I can stay in between ~ in the land of Now ~ safe ~ from a world so full of fractured shattered dreams.


There must be more space for these broken pieces to find their rightful place within ~ the mind can no longer breathe.


Displacement of self has arrived!
Here, in the land of now, there is all this time to listen to the whispers of my heart, I miss the authentic self that it seems I never really knew.


I must let the past go...
Oh… to be independent when there is not a thing that is truly your own, surely this must be the Lord’s test!
Remember I must ~ be grateful for all heart's desire, a lesson learned.
This must be the hold to keep the soul alive, that I might feel the map to my own truth within as my friend ~ lest I become lost ~ forever ~ to the wild rushing noise on the outside.

What planet am I on?

Fragments of this and that have disassociated themselves from one another.  They seem to be running rampant like a wild child without a destination and have gone pale beyond the boundaries of the whole.  I wish I understood how the boundaries got there in the first place.

Life is easier, safer, and more loving without these internal boundaries that appear so very strange and dark to my heart. Why won't these things talk ~ with all my might I wish they would, just so one might know where to begin again.


I am afraid ~
It must be for the self to stay inside where it is safe to accumulate again these missing pieces.  If one cannot, at best then, I can enjoy the numbness and this rest.

But... for how long will I be left here in this darkness without end?

The past is gone now,  never to come back, I know this to be true.
The future will always be unknown, I do not have a crystal ball ~ so the only thing left is ~ here ~ within this incredible empty Now that appears so full.


When I do look back it seems it was always about the work of exploring more how life is lush and ripe like fruit, sweet and ready to eat on the vine.  How could one survive such an Eden just to arrive at this pointless end?  


Bliss is lost ~ 


Yes, lost am I ~ tumbled upon the ground, then get lost again ~ tumbling over and over and over. It takes all effort to make it through this damn day program without a voice. When I do hear it, the voice is not mine, someone else has taken my place and they are nervous like a fearful child, removed am I from this place on earth where another acts the part of my own composition in life.



I know there was Bliss ~ I know it ~ so I search and feel for the Bliss that waits silently in great anticipation for the real self to return.


And now herein lies the secret;


It is only with the heart

That one can see rightly what is essential

What is invisible to the eye



And so float eye

This lotus on a pond

To where I do not know
  


Life is but a tiny ripple

That a gentle breeze does blow

Upon the waters top



 It is not where this breeze may wake

But only our self out of life what we make



Oh… but to float with He

Upon the watered tide

Inside the land of now

Where everything hides 

From those empty things on the outside



It is only within the Divine of the moment

That there is Life in the land of now



And so float eye 

This lotus on a pond



To where I do not know



~ Flowering Almond~ 





The Sharing of Hidden Truth

November 15 2009





True love began to heal itself with the writing of the soul thoughts during the Millennium time spent in the healing workshop on 3G main with a healing that continues through to this day.



Indeed it took the complete collapse and folding of the self upon itself to come through the other side of darkness only to fall in love with that fearful dark in order to realize the brilliance of Light through the creative being of the very soul that had never left. 



Our most precious and perceived commodity of time controls that function of relationship building with our self and has now become solely governed by the value of a dollar.  The external quest to gain equity by owning more material things is the very thing that will drive one to madness as we strive endlessly to find more time to do just that, own more of everything.



Self-awareness expressed and experienced through art is the personal truth set in opposition to the non-truths that continue to rise up in ebb and flow through our daily life.



The function of art to me is to bridge the distance between the most intense state of feeling and our impersonal human existences that we know them to have been while living here on this earthly soul plane.  The artwork is a personal attempt to express outwardly the relationship we have of our self within modern society through this lifetime, then to do so with a grand Grace.




My travels in creativity have led me increasingly toward a conscious awareness as a means to search out and hold one's own truth as the gift to saving our sanity in a world conflict, confusion, fear hunger and war.



The work for me is an attempt to provoke the viewer into silent contemplation of whom and what we really are.  It poses questions directed inward, questions that are the most unavoidable in the search for self-recognition and acceptance, self-respect and intelligent self-consciousness.



Technically through the freedom of artistic expression, the intention is to bring the viewer into the world of the soul by concentrating on simplicity of shape, movement and rhythm through ethereal qualities accomplished by the use of light passing through vapors of pigment.



The work is mostly sensual rather than intellectual.  It is my personal attempt to thrive in the expression of spirituality.  It is here that there is the awareness of our individual completely true nature, the totally abstracted elements of undefined mind ~ Reality ~ outside of our own beingness. 



For most, this attempt would be a deeply personal journey that celebrates the wholeness of the heart and soul as we live and survive on flourishing earth.




There is always an element of fear or apprehensive to start something new that we want to make very good, true, and serious.  The search for knowing more, is a sacred adventure.  



Russian Writer Vladimir Nabokov tells us:


“There is a miraculous feeling of the words being there written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.”





True adventure starts with desire, inclining one to enter the unknown internal world of the heart in all its many wondrous facets that will indeed leave us breathless and in delight of our true self.



Be awake to your life

Then


Rise to inspire others 

To be the best that they can be




~ Flowering Almond ~



~*LOVE ALWAYS*~

Imelda