Be... Dream... Play...

in the pink and other joys...

well the pink

 

 

is busting out

all over the place here...

the crabapple

the sky...

and the way one feels in spring

happy - and full to brimming

with infinite and fertile joy...

I have a beautiful book about pink

and the sakura - or Japanese cherry blossom

this is a topic dear to my heart

but perhaps next post...

for now - the red shoe dream

... this deLIGHT from Karen...

the green journal

now traveling with the green queen

and dear Smudge (see post below) who came to visit

via wheel barrow with the kids...

 

 

 

he is coming along - dreaming of wandering the neighborhood...

I am dancing with Joni

Smudge is running with Yamu

can you see us?

betcha can

and we both thank you so much

for your love, prayers and kind wishes...

special licks from Smudge for Cat, Jill and Julie

xox - eb.

see Smudge run - please help...

this happy little guy - Smudge - is our neighbor...

he had an accident and hurt his back...

and after surgery they are saying...

that this sweet beagle - our all around neighborhood pup

that we love SO much...

may never walk again...

                                                                            
he is home now

and Luna is alert to the shift in energy

PLEASE HELP

make "see Smudge run" your mantra...

in whatever way suits you

please let us energize his healing

we can do it

yes we can help him to heal and

we will...

SEE SMUDGE RUN!!!!!!!!!!!

again soon

please send your prayers and love

in whatever way suits you

thank you SO much...

* Smudge has a special new friend - her name is Cat - go here *

* and my sis and the Beagle Brigade are sending love here *

isn't life and love grand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

thank you Cat - thank you Jill!

xox - eb, Luna, Yamu, Boone, David and everyone else...

a country queen departs...

headed south to visit Susanna

(go visit her lovely queen and find out more about this project)

little green queen assembles her country treasures

a bit of this and that

pods and beads

beads and pods...

her anointing oil,

the green queen story

and off she goes...

safe travels little queen!

xox - eb.

my green queen and the second drawer...

                                                                      
so - I will tell you this - and...

it is also in the journaling

my queen is green - and that is her position

GREEN!!!!!!!!!!!!

that the world might remain so

and continue to grow and evolve into...

something resembling a green house

fertile, fecund, sensual, nurturing...

and flowering...

                                                                               

on rooftops and windowsills

my queen does not need to conquer

or control

she needs to:

be... dream... and play...

in a garden of eternal springtime

she is my kind of queen

living in the land of xoxebia...

where the heart chakra

blazes a path and

leads the way - to JOY - in all things

everywhere and always...

xox - eb.

in the royal company of queen oops...

when I was asked to participate

in the Royal Confections

round robin group

                                                                              

I thought... sure...

this whole queen business

is right up my alley...

and then I went away

looking for my art and my soul

but I'm back now

and my queen is...

a wee bit green

and she claims familiarity

with Minoan Snake Goddesses

and tells me that queens

just wanna have some fun

that its about time...

and she keeps her treasures

rocks, tickets and mini pine cones, etc.,

in the top drawer of her pedestal

I don't know

I think I'll sleep on it

and see what the dreaming brings

but somehow...

she reminds me of my Grandmother

Grace - that is...

xox - eb.

art and soul - the afterglow...

                                                                           
so what do you do

re-entering the previous world?

the one you left behind

re-integrating the before and the after

walk...

yoga...

there is always more...

and a found poem as well:

enter
that
resonant
resplendent
envelope
of
enthusiasm

aglow
with silvery
voluminous
intoxicated voodoo

vixen
genuflect
at the
entrance
and obtain admission
to
one's self

...

see the poem on the hand?

so what do you do?

you play with your new toys

(do you see the new winged heart stamp

fashioned after this one above?)

and...

you wish your beautiful Mother

a very happy Mother's day!

I love you Mom - HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!!!!!!!

xox - eb.

art and soul - the feast...

                                                              on April 28th I loaded the car and crossed my magical lake

by ferry boat - heading south into rain and increasingly

thickening traffic to PA to Leslie's house...

I am a be... dream... play... COUNTRY girl and...

I am unaccustomed to 6 lanes of CITY traffic at 5:00pm

but - I made it!!! and was welcomed with blooming dogwood

and an Indian feast in the most lovely of homes...

the next day I was treated to the "art and soul" of this girl

ms. Karen - who delights beyond anything you can imagine...

SHE is a post in and of herself... AND!...

I had the opportunity to view Judy Wilkenfeld's

12 Tribes of Israel book! -

a miracle of art, heart and reverence

and then spent a rollicking afternoon 

in the most amazing bookstore (another post)...

well - is this getting a bit lengthy? - bear with me...

so Leslie and I loaded her truck with all things imaginable...

and relatively unnecessary - we went over bridges...

and through tunnels

arriving at the Hampton, VA art and soul...

I must confess that - once there - I took very few photos

so engrossed I was in my classes -

9am - 9pm Th., Fri., Sun., and 9am - 4:30 Sat. and Mon...

and maniac that I am - I worked through lunch and into "happy hour"

I was fortunate to work with:

Traci Bunkers - we made stamps and the uber self-portrait,

Traci Batista - deLIGHTful doodling - providing collage fodder

appearing in many a journal page here created with L.K. Ludwig:

be...

dream...

play...

again...

Albie

Smith - surface design

and sculptural books extraordinaire,

Juliana

Coles and

L.K.

Ludwig -

all brilliant and delightful teachers

(I got to see the proofs for L.K.'s True Vision book which 

include my journal pages) - it was intense and WONDERFUL!

I met terrific blog pals and non-blog pals - WE LAUGHED!!!!!!

and cried - well I cried... you know - the heart sleave...

I missed my sweet Boonie boy -

it was the first time we have been apart

for any length of time...

I could go on and on and on...

about art and soul...

it was:

everything and more:

I learned,

shared,

expanded

and challenged myself

and met the most amazing and wonderful new friends...

and here's a little dessert for my "Queenly" friends...

oh green queen

long story long...

LIFE IS OH SO GRAND!!!!!!!!!

hey spf - did you hear me?

love to all of my sweet and deLIGHTful bloggy pals...

xox - eb.

art and soul - the appetizer...

there is

so much to share

but I must tell you

that I am  tired...

and so happy to re-connect

with my sweet boys

after 10 days of BE-ing away...

here is a taste of the JOYFULNESS

it was - ALL...

creatively, spiritually, and socially...

W O N D E R F U L L !!!!!!!!!!!

more later...

xox - eb.

my bags are packed...

and I am hitting the road early tomorrow

for Art and Soul, VA

via Snips and Snails

(google away)...

and I'll tell you all about it

when I get back next week...

xox - eb.

one hundred violets...

when it is 80 degrees

in Vermont in April

and you are aligning your ducks

for an out-of-town week of workshops

and you are in the middle

of a serious DIG-OUT

sometimes - you find distractions

lovely ones...

like violets - and you might decide

to pick 54 - to dry - only 

and then...

on a whim pick 100 - as the yard is full

to brimming with these aromatic mini dynamos

and then as you lie down face to face

with these sweet hearts of fairy-dom...

you remember how a few years ago

these sweet proliferating lovelies were collected

by the children - (now much older and wiser)

for the fairy beds...

so the fairies could sleep in aromatic comfort

this thought washes over you like a honeyed tidal wave

remembering...

this spring time magic

which in this case is a month ahead of schedule

so...

100 violets

and a journal page later...

xox - eb.