The Cacophony of reflection

Utterly stunning.

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Beauty from Julie Sopetran’s Blog

A Stunning and Beautiful Tutorial for Children to learn the Trees this spring also a wonderful site on Word Press for Poetry and the Wisdom of Life. I encourage you to visit this site and share it with others.

Haikus For Children to Learn the Trees

by Julie Sopetran

https://eltiempohabitado.wordpress.com/haikus-para-ninos-aprender-de-los-arboles/

Get to know the extraordinary woman who created this blog.

Julie Sopetran Do You Want to Know?

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 Gracias and Thank You Julie for being a Wise Woman, Mentor, and Grand Mother. God Bless You.

The Alexandra, in Self Found

It is no secret I am a great admirer of Mr. Leonard Cohen. I don’t use the word fan because it seems to cheapen what an artist does, for me at least. It tends, in this age, to separate them from the sacredness of that which art used to embody. I introduced a friend of mine to Leonard a few weeks ago. He is only about 6 years my junior, however our upbringing in some ways was so drastically differing that he had never heard of Mr. Cohen despite, “knowing” a few pieces of his music from the radio over the years.  The first song I shared with him was a live version of “Suzanne” for  it is such a stirring descriptive tale of our human connections and often the ways in which we are opened to one another even when we believe there may be nothing for us to be touched by.

It has been another lady friend of Leonard’s who had been running through my mind lately though. She was Alexandria. I know most of his work yet, I had never encountered this song before. So, like my friend, we were able to experience something very sacred and explore an aspect of the feminine together, through a similar vein.

“Alexandra Leaving” came to me, or rather I was led to her, one late night as I was working on line feeling very intensely the truths of being a woman and of just having gone through my Rights of Passage to join the mighty Grandmothers and the Crones.

My very good friend and Author, Seth Mullins taught me how to be painfully honest with myself. Seth is one of the most amazing people I have ever met and he has pioneered the field of Dream Dowsing through Spiritual Self~Exploration in a way that I had never encountered before we became acquainted. He is a remarkable human being and in my struggle this particular night I thought of what Seth might do ? The answer was to let Spirit lead me.

Spirit led me to Leonard, as is so often the case. There the first song waiting was “Alexandra Leaving”. The song is based on a poem by Constantine Cavafy

http://www.leonardcohenfiles.com/cavafy.html

In experiencing the song I realized what I was trying to tell myself and My Self. It was a message of great encouragement. It was a love letter of sorts to this woman. It was nothing to do with sorrow or feeling anything except at peace with where I am in this moment, owning the space, the honor, the breath and depth or who I Am. It was truly a beautiful happening I had sought out for myself to experience. The Grandmother in me empowering the woman just setting herself on this Change of Life Path. “All is well, you are strong, this was foretold that you would be able to withstand.” In those moments, I was simply filled with a peaceful understanding of where I have been in this life and why, to some extent. The journey widened, any darkness became more light at the horizon. we grasp hands, and smiling began to walk on together.

There was a time in my life I would not thought of seeing 50 years old. Now, I have conversations about how the word “old” is just so wrong !! Life is a journey back to our youth, I believe, we are only meant to understand at the moments when we can open fully to it’s glory and it’s light. There is no describing it. We poets and scholars strive to. Those of us who have had moments of touching the face of God, Oh we swim backwards through time trying to capture even a split second of that ecstasy like a dream unimaginable it is so thick and pungent in our mouths and hollow in our stomachs. Yet, the Saktipata of Oneness can only happen when it is meant to, if we let our tumblers fall into place, if we are willingly led. I hope to love myself again so well as I did when “Alexandra Leaving” found me and helped me to understand a bit more of my grace in this world. For this, I thank Leonard Cohen, as ever, for all his wisdom and self discover shared with the world. He is and has been one of our greatest gifts.

I will not abandon this woman. I truly hope young women who feel a time when they are restless or hopeless will perhaps be led here and find Alexandra as well. Perhaps, they will identify more with Suzanne and her feathers from Salvation Army counters. Just never give up on yourself because if I had … I would have never know how amazing I was going to be at 50 and how groovy life gets. You will cry with joy when you arrive and see the beauty of it all. You would never believe it when the pain is so horrible but trust me. I have been there and the sun is warm, the colors are vivid, the Grand Mothers here are kind, and we welcome you all with love and cookies and ribbons for your hair. Your Alexandra can always be found.

The Word for Today is Integrity

Integrity

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

For other uses, see Integrity (disambiguation).
Look up integrity in Wiktionary, the free dictionary.

Integrity The quality of being honest and having strong moral principles; moral uprightness.

[Integrity] is a personal choice, an uncompromising and predictably consistent commitment to honor moral, ethical, spiritual and artistic values and principles.[1]

In ethics, integrity is regarded by many people as the honesty and truthfulness or accuracy of one’s actions. Integrity can stand in opposition to hypocrisy,[2] in that judging with the standards of integrity involves regarding internal consistency as a virtue, and suggests that parties holding within themselves apparently conflicting values should account for the discrepancy or alter their beliefs.

The word integrity evolved from the Latin adjective integer, meaning whole or complete.[3] In this context, integrity is the inner sense of “wholeness” deriving from qualities such as honesty and consistency of character. As such, one may judge that others “have integrity” to the extent that they act according to the values, beliefs and principles they claim to hold.

A value system‘s abstraction depth and range of applicable interaction may also function as significant factors in identifying integrity due to their congruence or lack of congruence with observation. A value system may evolve in a while, [4] while retaining integrity if those who espouse the values account for and resolve inconsistencies.[5] …

Lately, I have been working on my life. I have been writing and creating from a purely artistic standpoint. I tried to re~enter the social structure of the everyday world and quickly realized I was a big blue duck painted in peacock clothing out of the pond of spiritual waters. I am an artist. I was born an artist. I will die an artist. Thank goodness.

I recall reading a number of books when I was, oh probably 15 – 17 years old. They were books about herb gardens, for I grew mighty one’s of my own back in those days. Some of the stories therein told of monks and how they used herbs in their daily lives. Rosemary was once so prized it was considered worthy of monetary exchange. I learned how the monks would communicate with each other through the walls of the monastery when no spoken language was allowed. Other books were on the great artists of the world. I marveled at their work and I dabbled in the oils myself. I was a child yes, I always a dreamer and having one foot in the realm of possible reality. I recall how it was told an artist would climb down a ladder into a great pit to harvest the minerals and clays they used to make their own paints. This fascinated me. I remember even making notes of which mineral made which color.

It was in those times of nurturing my young mind and spirit, I believe I was most assured by the universe that the reasons I was here on this Earth and the indignities I was asked to endure would in the end be worth all they required from me. I am to this day being required in spiritual service, happily so I will add, to lend any small part of myself to the conscious growth of one, me, you, another, the One, the All, the Collective, or simply Self.

Integrity is a trait I strive to keep a grasp upon in all things I do and am associated with. When I allow others to take what I have created as an artist as a soul and use it I expect them to also do this with integrity. If they cannot I expect them to do as the definition above states, …

” and suggests that parties holding within themselves apparently conflicting values should account for the discrepancy or alter their beliefs.” …

  • Some of my work as an artist has been associate with work which was questionable as to it’s origins of creation. I cannot begin to express how much I regret the impact of others decisions having been made.concerning their own work and personal conscience. I have obviously made poor decisions in where to place my trust. This does not, however, excuse me for being responsible for my work no matter where it appears.

I want to take this opportunity to publicly apologize for any harm that may have come or will come in the future because of these circumstances. I take copyrights and God given rights, so to speak, of the artist very seriously and I in no way condone or support any ill will towards anyone Please, accept my humblest apologies and be assured I will take every action I can within my power to remedy the situation.

Integrity is the word of the day because my integrity and your integrity at times is all we have as artist out in the world of a sea of people who have forgotten what art is all about. It is about digging minerals the Earth holds from pits standing on a ladder to grind into a powder which will become one of the great masterpieces we today hold so dear and believe we can put into a box of what exactly it was that artist must have realized within their being because of their particular expression. Van Gough cut off his ear and was called a mad man yet, he saw the night like no other man for he saw it with his soul not his eyes and he listened with his heart not his ears. We simply must begin to find our center once again as Beings if we are to end these conflicts. No one has a right to another’s art, or their love, or their money. These things like food and comfort are freely given by those who understand what it is to embrace the colors God has blessed us with without fear. I have written this because Love is my strength here. Not fear. I will no doubt suffer reprecussions from this. I will have to face that. I stand up for art and the artist and my fellow ceators who choose to be honorable with each other. I strive constantly for this. I encourage you to do this also. It is what empowerment of the people is all about. If you cannot see this, climb down and join us in the trenches. We have cocoa and blankets to keep you warm .Love and smiles. Yes, we are fiece warriors and we get loud sometimes when we are fighting for our freedoms. At the end of the day we all sit and laugh about how absurd we may have been and how we can do better next time. This is growth. This is where art comes from. This is the movement. This is social progress. This is integrity.

Respectfully,

Carla Dawn Dunlap

Hubble — Poem in Pleiades Form

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 To celebrate the 21st anniversary of the Hubble Space Telescope's deployment into space, astronomers at the Space Telescope Science Institute in Baltimore, Md., pointed Hubble's eye at an especially photogenic pair of interacting galaxies called Arp 273. The larger of the spiral galaxies, known as UGC 1810, has a disk that is distorted into a rose-like shape by the gravitational tidal pull of the companion galaxy below it, known as UGC 1813. This image is a composite of Hubble Wide Field Camera 3 data taken on December 17, 2010, with three separate filters that allow a broad range of wavelengths covering the ultraviolet, blue, and red portions of the spectrum.
To celebrate the 21st anniversary of the Hubble Space Telescope’s deployment into space, astronomers at the Space Telescope Science Institute in Baltimore, Md., pointed Hubble’s eye at an especially photogenic pair of interacting galaxies called Arp 273. The larger of the spiral galaxies, known as UGC 1810, has a disk that is distorted into a rose-like shape by the gravitational tidal pull of the companion galaxy below it, known as UGC 1813. This image is a composite of Hubble Wide Field Camera 3 data taken on December 17, 2010, with three separate filters that allow a broad range of wavelengths covering the ultraviolet, blue, and red portions of the spectrum.

Hubble

Hazy tidal bridge with
hot and bright newborn stars
has lopsided structure
highly warped from the plane.
How this spiral pattern
hauls swaths of blue-jewel stars
hitched to galactic disks.

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