taking stock of your spearheads

having a collection of used (and unused) spearheads doesn't mean you aren't a peaceful person...


we all have to take on fears, doubts and other things that lurk in the shadows


in defense of ourselves, our family, our friends.


i wish we could make all the spearheads visual, to see how far we've come,


and to know that whatever else comes our way - be it now, tomorrow or in ten years,


 we are equipped to manage it


if we only believe.

put it out there...

What would you think about today if you knew those very thoughts would command leagues in the unseen?

And what would you say today, if you knew each word you chose would send great waves into motion?

And what would you do today, if you knew I'd glean from the slightest of your moves, whether or not you believed in life's magic, so that I could prove you right?

No, no, you don't have to answer! We'll just wait and see...

Holding our breath,
    The Universe and friends

(from my daily messages  www.tut.com)

be brave - in  your own special way... 

thoughts and things born in solitude

'he who is brave is free.'

~ seneca

and borrowing from ruth rae i will share a desk view... why a striped tablecloth? because 4 years ago i started working on it and have never cleared it off to remove it... simple!

'there is something about the presence of a cat...

that seems to take the bite out of being alone.'

~ louis camuti

(even when they lay on the things that you are trying to get to)

synchronicity

near the end of class on sunday i started one last bezel for a cab of fossilized palm frond that i had to have when i darted into the vendor area... 

i used bronze sheet and stamped 'courage' into it... the cab had reminded me a bit of a spear head... and the bronze made me think of ancient times in history... 


but my chest started vibrating when i would touch it or start to work with it - it was feeling too masculine and intimidated me... so i left it alone... i happened to be 'talking' to a friend who mentioned that she had a landlady named elysium... which got me to thinking about the elysian fields in greek mythology (and for which the woman was named)... the fields are the final resting place for the souls of the heroic and the virtuous... 

And those that have three times kept to their oaths,

Keeping their souls clean and pure,

Never letting their hearts be defiled by the taint

Of evil and injustice,

And barbaric venality,

They are led by Zeus to the end:

To the palace of Kronos

courageous women, fighting often battles of the domestic sort, continuing to love & care for their children and friends and family under sometimes the most difficult of circumstances... i chose one paddle with 'fear' on it and one that was smaller and clear to represent tears... overcoming struggles, becoming a warrior in the spiritual way... the fibers are the colors of the sky, waters and things that grow... they are soft and beautiful... 


this talisman is attached to a copper bar with winding sterling wire which compositionally was necessary as a transition but symbolically represents growth... 


and i just don't know that i can part with it -