The phone rings,
It’s answered
The conversation drifting far away
“Dinner time” someone shouts,
The constant clatter and chatter,
The tv blaring, the computer whirling
This is it, my house, my life
But stop
Just for a minute and really listen;
Nothing
No love
No affection
No care
Nothing
Everyday life has taken over
We’re no more than a machine
Programmed to do as we’re told
No time for questions
No time for failure
Life musn’t go on without us
Got to keep up
Got to keep running
No longer are we people
Judged on actions and emotions,
But on wealth and looks
As one we are nothing
As a nation we are running
Nothing can overtake us
Change won’t beat us
But stop
Just for a minute and really listen;
Listen to your heart
Think about it, is this really what you want from your life?

A constant change in technology making us less and less individual each day?
A world where no one cares about what’s inside?
A World where life moves at a pace many people can’t keep up with?
A world where personal values count for nothing?

I know I don’t.

To me this is a waste of everything we have spent our lives achieving. Yes I agree, without technology we’d be lost without pace life would be boring, but are we really going about it the right way?

Is it really worth the pain and anguish we’re causing?

Shouldn’t we all just stop and look at what a mess the world is in?

Wars are raging every where the eye can see, people are starving in their homes, children are begging on the streets, people lack the basic necessities for life that we take for granted like clean water and electricity. Yet what do we do?

Pour all of our money into our wealth and happiness while others have nothing. Or may be we splash out on a new investigation into whether it really is possible to make robots to do every household chore we can think of while others have to walk miles each day just to find a glass of water.

Then there’s the age-old excuse “but what can I do?” We’ve been led to believe that we have no power, that every decision is up to the government but that’s wrong.

YOU can do something all you have to do is find out what. Maybe you’re being called to spend a few minutes each day praying. If we all stopped and prayed, what a big difference we’d make and we’ve only taken a few minutes from our day.

Then there’s the option of giving money. Do you really need that new top or could someone else benefit more from that money? It isn’t a question of going without, but of helping someone else to go with.

If i said to you that you’d get much more pleasure out of your money if you gave it to someone else, you’d think I was nuts but just try it and you’ll see. Or you could volunteer at a local charity, even an hour a week makes a big difference. Just remember YOU have all the power in the world. YOU can make a difference if only YOU’RE determined to bring some love back into this torn and broken World.

Linda Speight, 2/21/2007

(What a weird title for a post) haaaaaaaa well..

These last 2 weeks have been full of work ( Thank God! ) …between custom orders, Etsy orders and a special order for a shop..

Pretty much been waking up grabbing a massive cup of coffee and  answering emails, making pieces ,packing , shipping .. I run around all day either taking pictures or making a bow in a box  and it’s fun but I don’t get to make many new items which I miss a lot.. and any of my fellow craftsters might agree sometimes you have  a NEED of making something new.

I only have 3 custom orders left and then I sit down can make a whole  batch of jewelry … yesterday I got  my new eyes in the mail and well I am sooooooo happy and have too many ideas..

After a whole day of work I made this :

It’s one ring but it kind of looks like 2 .. This one is mine and I’ve been wearing it all day today and it’s so comfortable, it’s my gift for the hard work of the last couple of weeks..( that and a new big  black paisley hippie  bag *cough*)

Sooooooo I’m happy, I believe in the little rewards and I am in love with my ring ..

This will be available as made to order in the Shop this weekend.

I’m off to keep working! hope you have a lovely day today !

(♥)

Talk and talk and talk without really thinking if it’s corny, if it’s dumb , if you are going to be seen as immature, without thinking about what the other person might think, what people is going to say, without the fear of the result of  your words.. the reactions you might receive.

Talk and talk saying what you are feeling that minute, disgust, anger,love,humilliation, the best way to take load out of our backs is to TALK.

Thinking about being seen as mature, as smart as a person with control over everything when you are not , it’s just not healthy.. it’s better to scream at the world.. look at me this is what I am,these are my flaws, this scares me , this hurts me.. and that’s it!

It feels so incredibly good, when you have been carrying something inside you, which hurts, which keeps you up at night, which affects you.. and then BOOOM! you said it out loud , everything, things you wouldn’t dare to tell anyone.

There is such a feeling of peace, when you face your fears. When you are healed and decided to just stop suffering about a certain thing, just stop being sad, just stop worrying, just stop everything that could possibly harm you and think for a minute about nothing absolutely nothing the world is empty, the space is gone and there it’s just you.

Today I feel there is nothing better, than the feeling that I have nothing to hide..

I paint my own reality. The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.

I don’t know what my mocking dream thinks. The ink, the stain. the shape. the color (sic). I’m a bird. I’m everything. without any more confusion. All the bells. the rules. the lands. the big grove. the greatest tenderness. the immense tide. grabage. water jar, cardboard cards. dice digits duets vain hope of constructing the cloths, the kings. so silly.my nails. the thread and the hair. the bantering nerve I’m going with myself.

My painting carries with it the message of pain.

The quiet life.. / giver of worlds.. / Wounded deer / Tehuanas / Lightning, grief suns / hidden rhythms

My cousin comes to my house and pulls this out of her purse …

It was…..

how can tell you…

absolute love at first sight

Her name is Athenea, and she is so adorable..

I was worried about Tango so the next day I took a small cage and put her inside it so Tango could see it and not touch her..he was sooo angry and hated her..

As you can see he was all over the place and in the third picture you can clearly see how the kitty could care less.

After a while she got bored of staring at Tango and decided it was time to go..

The next morning I tried one more time, to find out Tango doesn’t hates Athenea he is VERY jealous.. if I leave them alone he lets her play with his toys and I found the kitty playing with Tango’s food and he was ok with it.. the minute I walk out he goes wild …

Well I just wanted to show you..

Isn’t she cute?