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Courage

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Courage.. I am drawn to explore.. Unknown.
I wrote this out a few days ago, sat down to finish it yesterday and the lap top froze. Lol I took a picture of the screen but only managed to take a pic of half of my writing the rest I lost. So frustrating. One thing after another atm going wrong. My Tv stopped working. My lap top having problems and today I dropped my phone quite hard and now noticed the screen is cracked. I have had phones for years and never cracked my screen. It is very frustrating cause I am not in a great financial situation and when things break it means often I cannot replace. Thankfully my TV is still under warranty. So that will be able to be either fixed or replaced.
I struggle to write on a normal day but make myself persist and then losing it sigh I am tempted to give up this one altogether but will struggle on and get it out. I will also remember to keep hitting save regularly. I don’t think I did actually save the writing. I worked on it through the day and Scrivener just re-opened my writing where I was up too whenever I came back to it? I did not seem to have a backup copy even though the computer remembered each time?
The poem I wrote out on the art journaling picture below was found through the Mental Health and Literature course I am doing online at Future Learn University which is a free course. I will add a link to the poem below for anyone who wishes to read it because my writing in my art is atrocious. I am so loving this course. Has really opened up poetry to me and when I saw and read this poem. Man lol it really just mirrored what I have felt about my path with God. I printed it out and pasted a copy in my diary as well.
I combined it with an angel in my art.. Because I found a box of oracle cards for two dollars in an op shop. I love packs of cards especially the bigger kind I can use them for inspiration cards but this pack has the most beautiful art. I found out about using oracle cards through Leonie Dawson. You shuffle, can pray over them, speak questions you want answered to the universe and choose cards using them to guide your life, day etc. Now I know some Christians would have nothing to do with such. I don’t pick cards to guide me rather say if I picked a card and the current one said ‘Guardian Angel’ I use that as a theme to further explore that topic for my day or days. I look for scriptures, pics etc even do a google search for writings on angels. This writing right now is influenced by the “Guardian Angel” card which is what came up for me. I have been asking God as a result that angels guide me to help me on my journey in life and creatively.
With the oracle cards there is a booklet with a write up for every card. I have a look at it but I pray to God firstly, let the Holy Spirit lead me and also see where my creative spirit takes me. It is amazing how bible verses pop into my head as I put this page and writing together based on today’s prompt (Courage) and the word Angel it’s really a very spiritual time. I am very encouraged through it. I can see it all fits, despite timing, things that go wrong, the way I am lol, the different method I’ve used and it so helps me keep at it, this thing called life. It is quite exciting. Spirit is never contained. It is always timely. Such a freedom  in the way you can express it and enjoy it. I see Spirit embraces & connects all of life and the forms it takes.
I am a simple person but I do need guidance. People confuse me. People have their own agendas. I am different to most. I said to God in prayer recently. I am a square peg I cannot fit in a round hole no matter how much people try to peg me in. I don’t want to either. I trust God. I believe this path has been about learning to trust in the dark when I cannot see the light around me but I think also it has been about forging new paths and seeing the light within me does direct my path.

I have had to stubbornly believe despite my circumstances. It has been imperative to have courage and that has been trying different things and not being afraid when it seems not the way everyone does it.

I remember one elderly aboriginal women Mabel who said something so simple but oh so brilliant. She lived in the aged care facility where we lived many years ago called Guwardi Ngadu; back when I was married and my then husband was manager.

“Many paths, same Naboo.” Mabel said. Naboo was her language for God. Isn’t that amazing and she was so wise.

For almost 40 years I did things only the ‘Christian’ way I was taught and raised in and I truly missed so much. But thankfully God is not ever restricted. He is everywhere. He cannot be boxed in. His Spirit is doing many new things and although it could possibly, like many things I do turn people away, I always filter things through my God lens and look for HIS heart and the Kingdom which is within. 🙂 He is the source of all things to me so I want to see Him in and through everything.

“Now I am revealing new things to you. Things hidden and unknown to you. Created just now, this very moment. Of these things you have heard nothing until now. So that you cannot say, oh yes, I knew this. Isaiah 48:6-7

The scripture I used in my art journal is this.

‘Be strong and let your heart take courage. All you who hope in the Lord. Psalm 31:24

Seeing God everywhere, in an through different ways has opened up my world considerably.

Love (III) George Herbert [Poetry Foundation}

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Searching for Angels

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DAY 24 – DAILY PROMPT:
Go somewhere completely outside of your normal routine to write today. Switch it up, try new locations, new music, new people, and new surroundings. Compare the output of your creativity with that of your usual places. Does that help? Does it hinder?

I went to the local cemetery, the old one lol because I have for a long time admired those beautiful angel statues  artistic type people take pictures of. Stone angels. It was a very hot day as I wandered around looking for angels. As always I didn’t give myself much time so I was not able to have a really good look around. Though surprisingly I did take in a lot!! There is a section for buried soldiers from the Eureka rebellion (famous in Ballarat) which I would love to go back to visit. I didn’t actually know it was here in our city like that. Learned something new from this exercise.

I have been to the newer cemetery where our baby son and my grandmother is buried but not this one. I have written a poem about my journey and what I found below along with my own photograph. I was surprised how well kept the place was. Gardeners and maintenance men walking through doing this and that. Beautiful gardens too. Smack bang in suburbia surrounded by cars driving around. But there are some lovely big trees planted. I wonder if they were planted back when many of the oldest graves were dug? I try to imagine what it would have been like in the olden days. Wagons and horses tied outside. Dust everywhere. People thronging in hats and coats or hats and everyone in black clothing or period type. Looking out at the gold fields which were part of our cities history and would have been I think surrounding Ballarat. We have two mountains that sit along the horizon and outskirts of our city. I always think as the old timers stood at the grave side they would be looking out at Mt Warrenheap and Mt Buningyoung. Some very elaborate grave stones dotted here and there. So there were rich people buried in this place perhaps they did well on the gold-fields? A lot of religious icons. I love that whole families were buried in plots together. Being the mother of a baby son who died at almost 2 months. It was heart breaking to see many little babies’ names mentioned buried in with their families. It was nice that they did that though.. Obviously infant mortality was much higher in the past.

I did sit and write after I’d finished taking photos. Near the front entrance in the shade looking across the beautiful manicured rose gardens. Some graves were so close to the street. That was hard to see. I know they are dead but to see cars whizzing so close to their final resting place just seems disrespectful.

I didn’t really have time to reflect with my writing while there. It was too hot to stay in the sun too long and uncomfortable even in the shade. But it was delightfully encouraging to be in different surroundings and I was noticing things more. Thinking of what it meant to me personally, what it meant to the people buried here, the beauty of some of the headstones and statues I did find. Lots of crosses and some of women with crosses which is interesting that it was women portrayed and not men. Jesus stood out most to me but I had to walk a fair way to find him. Kept thinking I have to walk all the way back lol and I don’t want to be late picking up my daughter from High school..

Plenty of seats dotted here and there for quiet reflection. Immediate thoughts were just scattered and random. I jotted words down in a blank page book I had with me. Definitely taking photos heightened the experience but that was not easy just using my Iphone. The glare of the sun overhead make it hard to see the small screen so I was blindly taking some shots. It wasn’t till last night I had to time to play around with them because that is something I like to do. Filters, aps and all. I hope the poem I wrote reflects more on what I was thinking and feeling. Least it is with less words. 🙂

I tend to stay in my bedroom a lot so to get out on this type of artist date was immense fun! I need to do more of them! I’d say the output is that I realize that I should get out of my house for regular artist dates and give myself time to actually do it and soak it in not hurry through. I love using my lap top to write best. Pen and paper is so scrawly so I tend not to want to use it too much. Just being out of my comfort zone and getting the stimulation for this post makes my mind leap ahead to what else I could do in the future. Good for the soul, good for body, mind and spirit.

 

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Sharing Treasure

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This blog and in particular this post I’ve linked too is so beautiful.. I share because these are meant to be shared.. There are blockages on people who are shining… the evil one does not want people to be set free or live abundant lives.. you think its you but its not.. You think its this person or that person who is your enemy and its not.. Look to GOD alone and all these things will be added to you.. I’m so thankful to the persistent people in my life the ones who do not give up..

I try to be that kind of person. Today I have such loud noises in my ears. Its tinnitus or something like that. Like out of ten it would be 9/10. I am home alone today. My children with their father so it can be quiet and lonely. Its a beautiful day outside though and although in my part of the world its Autumn and it has been cooling down here since Summer finished today is perfect weather.

This post is so encouraging and I cannot just read and move on I have to pass it on. I had trouble commenting on this after reading from my iPad but using the lap top it worked just fine. I find it so important to comment and let people know I’ve been blessed by them. A word like that can sustain you for a long time.. People come and go and you can feel unheard and your message means nothing. But I know it means something every single time.

I like to be personal too and connect souls.. We are all linked on this earth for a reason. Everyone has purpose and everyone matters.. I hope this blesses you..

 

http://newmystic2014.blogspot.com.au/2015/02/thorns-2-27-15.html

  

What brings Safety?

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Where have I felt unsafe and unprotected?

This whole relying on the “Christian family church thing” which seems to be each to his or her own.
You have to be here or there. Doing this or that. Before you’re accepted.
I mean oh my gosh. Complete strangers. People on the other side of the world. People’s whose faces I’ve never seen… I’ve felt more love from. It’s so weird. It seems the struggling ones, the different ones, the gone through difficult times ones, the misfits and shunned ones connect with me the easiest and best. Despite who I am, how I live or even where I live.

Unsafe and unprotected would be that abandonment that if you believe or do different things you feel and get people’s backs. The very same people who should in fact ‘have your back’. Their disgust is evident and they shun you. You can walk through terrible trials and still be “attacked”. Seeing only your faults and thinking they are helping you but they are truly not.
Instead of just loving and respecting and supporting each other.
“Belonging” doesn’t mean everyone. Unconditional – not even possible and that’s a great feeling of abandonment.
Not seeing GOD is with you too.
Not recognising what GOD himself said. That He is doing a new thing. That anything of old has to bow to the new.
Trying not to see your point of view or hear you. You couldn’t possibly have anything to add it seems.. It’s a pushing away of you which never makes you want to return and I can’t see that they don’t understand that. How could anyone want that?

What brings safety?

It’s God Himself. Angelic sightings and supernatural signs. Its things falling into place in amazing ways despite you. It’s seeing yourself smack bang in HIM because of what Jesus Christ accomplished.
Moments of connection with strangers and love that comes and how it comes that does marvellous things to you inside.. When you help someone and they help you.

That you know a strength, a peace, a persistence inside that is not you or not possible in your own strength. You know your circumstances, you know how you feel, you know how you’ve been treated and yet you keep standing. You can still love, you don’t hate, you are incredibly patient and you won’t give up even if you really want too. It’s GOD!

You see HIM by knowing yourself. By knowing your weaknesses and fallibility. It is a trust thing but with that you are sealed. You know that you know that you know.. and nothing can rock that. HE is called the rock right… Well you become unshakable.

When nothing appears to change and things seem impossible but you are held inside by an unseen anchor.
Safety comes from the inside.
Safety comes from within.

You also read what HE says and look right through it. It’s hidden I think but when you see it oh my, oh my. Something you have searched for and craved for and will look in every place and nothing satisfies. Yet you need go nowhere.. do nothing… but accept it through JESUS.. Its yours.. it always was.. You just needed to know it. The Kingdom has come..

The Kingdom of GOD does not come with observation; nor will they say, ‘See here!’ or ‘See there!’.
For indeed, the kingdom of GOD is within you” (Luke 17:20-21)

You find more than safety despite what seems contradictions and it’s not rules, not even what the masses think it’s so much better and deeper and higher than that.

Its powerful, it’s pure, will never reject you, above human understanding, yet easily found because HE is the word.. and HE is with you and HE is everywhere and you are Spirit in flesh. And you realise that you are incredibly safe and incredibly loved and you had the power of belonging the whole time. You just didn’t know it and when we all know this together.. it will be truly heaven on earth.

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Moon Journalling

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I have stuffed up putting together this moon journal in every possible way that you could. Yet God is speaking so clearly to me. Beautiful red/white twine hold it together much like Gods pure love and Jesus blood and HIS spirit are central to all of creation..
No matter how much we stuff up this earth, our lives etc.. There is a force unseen that rules over all. HE will not fail to bring HIS plan together. Riveting and draws you completely in when your own ever failing and complete humanity bows to HIM and HE opens your spiritual eyes and everything fits. Spirit is everywhere, unrestricted, and forever..

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Shape Of The Soul – Angel Wings

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Sharing my art here from “Made” art course I’m currently doing which combines art and faith.. This is day 2 of week 4… Shape of the Soul.. Angel wings..
Wings are from stencils I made myself! I didn’t have the exact supplies to make stencils so used a craft knife on what looked like the transparent sheets you use for overhead projectors.

The writing I will post here it explains why I did this piece which might be too hard to read on the art piece itself.. The pic of the man I used was on Australian TV and is one of the happiest humans I’ve seen.. Unfortunately his pic was across a double pic and one of his arms didn’t make it but he is a good example of the “angels” I might have seen!!!!!!!!

Its at difficult times *angels* have appeared in my life.. Now they may or may not have been angels but seemed strategically placed so they could be easily seen. Each time I’ve seen them I’ve been mightily encouraged. Both times it seemed time was slowed at the precise moments I saw these *angels*. I’ve seen two at least that have stood out to me. Standing at the side of the road. Looking outward.. Extremely happy. If angels there was nothing stand out human wise in appearance except the joy.
There were other people in the car both times that saw these *angels*. Everyone noticed them. These people/angels were abnormally happy and afterwards we all talked about them… I was personally lifted in spirit even though physical things around me were still hard. I looked upwards instead of being frustrated. I began thanking God and still do! Its what this art represents to me today.

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3 Gifts That Might Never Have Been

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There are many aren’t they when you start to think about it..

This is another of the questions posed from the joy dare challenge by Ann Voskamp that is too difficult to write on twitter with limited space. So I will blog the answer instead. I actually had no real idea what to write at first till I found another blog post and read the answers therein… which I will link to at the bottom.. Praise GOD for all these things… and all the good HE continually does for me that I know and that I do not yet know about..

One gift was my youngest daughter in our family Zali.. When I desired to have her.. I mean the desire was really really strong.. Other opinions about me wanting it have another baby at the time was “not a good idea”. My marriage was shaky, four little children already to look after… I had also lost a two month old baby boy, and had a miscarriage at 16 weeks. Thankfully I followed my heart and although I went against what others around me said I am so glad I did.
My Grandma I felt was the only one really happy for me and when I went to have my first Doctors appointment to confirm the pregnancy I noticed he had a photo of five children on his desk. That helped me so much to know I had done the right thing.. Zali is now 12 and has been such a blessing to me along with all our children.. Her smile is a great gift to me… Because I know GOD heard my cries and answered..

2nd gift.. I almost drowned in the Fitzroy Crossing River. I don’t know how old I was. I think in my early teens but a friend Vicki and I were paddling at the Old Crossing.. The river was in flood so we were swimming in some overflow and I was not a strong swimmer but where we were the water was not moving. Fitzroy Crossing is in the North West of Australia and experiences lots of very hot weather so getting wet in the river was a much needed respite from the heat. I remember at one moment I must have got out of the overflow and felt this amazing pull on me.. For me the next few moments seemed to go in slow motion. But I could instantly sense that the pull, current, was way too strong and I would not have the strength to go against it. I reached out my hand to Vicki who was close.. and in that instant which I felt stretched longer than it seemed… I could feel the pull was trying to take me… and yet I just happened to reach her hand and she grabbed me at that very moment.. It was so vivid that I have never forgotten it. I would have been sucked into the river and maybe down under the concert bridge which was not that far away.. I know had I not grabbed her hand at that moment I may not have been here today writing this.. Was it an angel sent by GOD that helped me right at that moment… I think yes..

3rd… I shared this on face book the other day..
Conner fell when he was little… My brother and his wife bought our kids a big metal slide.. One rung near the top was missing.. It was really tall.. I watched him get to the top and he kind of missed the rung held on and then fell upside down… Straight onto his head.. I saw the whole thing.. I expected his neck to be broken from hitting head first and neck crunch to the side.. But miraculously he suffered not even a bump… He didn’t cry he just lay for a minute in shock then got up and ran away as if nothing happened.. It was a miracle from God and I believe angels protected him. I’ve seen my other kids fall much softer and come out with big bumps and always crying… It was a miracle.. My heart was in my mouth though and was racing as I ran over to attend him.. I truly thought he would have snapped his neck.. Praise God for angels watching over us..what a gift..

http://gibsongirl247.wordpress.com/2012/01/27/taking-the-joy-dare-it-might-never-have-been/#comment-35107

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