YOUR PAGE...
We support & encourage all creative arts, especially "original" work (as opposed to copied & reproductions of other peoples work). we do have pages for professional, semi professional & amateurs on this website. but we were aware that there are many other people with artistic skills whose work may never be appreciated by anyone other than their close associates.
on this page we offer to display small examples of work, that will be seen, read & appreciated by a very much larger worldwide "audience"
We also offer communication opportunities between people who relate to, & are "affected" by these artistic works, & the artists themselves.
Anyone wishing to contact artistes please call us on 01522 800773 or e-mail us at ...rabbitpye@hotmail.com Post. to... Your Page. 103. St. Peter's Avenue, Boultham Park, Lincoln. LN6-7QD.
We will pass your details on to them so that they can contact you directly. We can also, with authorization from both parties, publish all, or part of your comments on this page.
So don't be shy, or underrate yourself...
Send copies of your pictures or text as an e-mail attachment if possible, or paper copies if not. We reserve to right to refuse publication where we feel publication is not appropriate.
All work on this site is copyright by the artiste. Publication is not allowed of any material in any medium without the written permission of the artiste. Downloading of material cannot be prevented, but it would be nice for the artistes to be notified of your appreciation of their work should you wish to do so. Please contact John on 01522 800773, e-mail rabbitpye@hotmail.com or write to 103. St. Peter's Avenue, Boultham Park, Lincoln. LN6-7QD.
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Phil Osopher's Corner.
In this mad rushing world where possessions and image, we are told, are the things to strive for. Should we aspire to these beliefs, as lives become increasingly stress filled.
Struggle is a natural thing that everything in nature, from a single blade of grass, a wild bird or animal has to do to grow and survive. So why would we humans be any different ? ,as we are a small part of nature too. Stress should be a creative simple part of struggle, and not a "result" left over like a hanging cloud . From some previous useless excessive endeavor that colours the present, and holds us fearful of our future.
Struggle is the means by which we grow and evolve, it is just a tool necessary to our actual true progress. Not to be feared, but understood and put into living perspective.
So what do you really need in your life (as opposed to wanting). Know that you can attain it, providing you are prepared to put into it ALL that attaining it requires. Or forget it and let someone who will, attain it. Will it be easy, no, but simple, yes, and in the end the rewards will be far beyond the reach of most.
The struggle for something is proportionate to it's value.
The harder the struggle, the more you must,
for it's value dictated that you have to succeed.
And when you do, Heaven on Earth awaits you.
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"If you can't do a thing with love, then don't do it" Zacharie 1995.
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SINGER WANTED...
Age, sex, experience not important. Open mindedness, feeling any reliability vital.
To work on varied original material & evolve a new band.
Contact John the festival manager in the first instance. 01522 800773
e-mail rabbitpye@hotmail.com
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GIVE SOMETHING AWAY. FIND SOMETHING FOR FREE. CLEAR OUT THE ATTIC, SAVE STUFF FROM LANDFILL.
Jopin your local Freecycle mailing list at....
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/lincolnukfreecycle
Or find out more about Freecycle at.... www.freecycle.org
Phoenix Festivals support & applaud the excellent work that Freecycle do in helping the community & saving wastage.
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Liz Clews journey through life has, through personal experience taught her that it is normal for most of us to "get off track" sometimes. Either through unforeseen or unexpected circumstances, our own lack of knowledge, or even through our own faults and weaknesses. She has for some time been involved in helping people with fitness, stress management and a number of healing techniques. But at the foundation of it all she has come to accept that, in fact, we can do anything in life we really want to, if we know the techniques and set our minds to it. With self confidence and sustained action, whatever the state we may "see" our lives to be in at this point in time. We can make our lives better.
With her friend Stacy, Liz's offer is to do just that. To help you, make your life better, in fact any way you really want to. So why no contact them, if only just to find out a little more ???
Tranquility Lifestyle Centre with
Liz Clews
North Street ~ Gainsborough
www.tranquility-lifestyle.co.uk 01427 615608 – 0775 196 4832
Working in the community ~ for the community
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Swan Holt Centre of Peace Page .
This is Swan Holt's page & you are able to contact Diana & Antonella directly.
Telephone...01522 869963 Click Here to e-mail <dianella@joyd.fslife.co.uk>
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A few pics from the recent "Symphony of Peace Prayers" on the 18th of May.
The Stage on the huge Marquee. The Guest Speakers receiving their beautiful Mandalas.
The amazing Flag Ceremony. (which is performed at a number of venues inc. Lincoln University).
For Diana & Antonella's slide show of the Flag ceremony, click VIEW PHOTO'S below.
http://www.kodakgallery.co.uk/I.jsp?c=79q8ealx.j1byuz49&x=0&h=1&y=z2anf6&localeid=en_GB
Click above to see 2009 Symphony of Peace Prayer & Flag Ceremony.
SEE PROFILES PAGE
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Your Pictures.
Someone suggested that we have a gallery for some of YOUR PICTURES. I think that's a good idea, but I think that we should limit it to just pictures that mean a lot to you. If with your pic you could write a few words as to why "that" picture moves you, affects you or has a very personal meaning to you, or you just think it's great. If you can please send your pictures as JPEG's if possible).
I'll start it off with this one of mine. It's my back garden. All it takes is for me to keep the grass cut, & every time I look out the window (which I do a lot). To see the sky, trees, bushes, wild pond & many wild birds just fills me with wonder & joy. What ever negatives their are around me simply get washed away with one glance. (It's also the 1st pic I've taken with my new camera). J.P.
"An Englishman's Home". From 'erbert.
I will think about it, promise. But I want to sleep on it first. J.H.
Who's next ?
Me,
I feel strange, 
my head's swimming, oooooh.
DIZZY.
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For the work of local artists who have their work for sale, go to our SALES (arts) PAGE. On display at the moment are paintings by...
Victor Williamson & John Coney.
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We welcome art, writings & comments on people's lives. Their joys, their pains & frustrations. Loves, fears anxieties, as these are all part of what makes us human. We also welcome comments, ideas help & encouragements from those that may have had similar experiences. The purpose of "Phoenix Festivals" is to bring peace, understanding, acceptance & communications to all. Those that are confident, loved & happy & those that are not & feel alone & isolated. On this site, we are all equal whatever our situation in life.
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AN as yet UNTITLED POEM FROM DONNA in SOUTHBOURNE.
Polluted skies concrete gardens
noisy neighbours and kids on the street,
Dangerous roads and uneven
pavements people living in boxes with nothing to eat.
Bills are too high, wages too
low, runaway kids with nowhere to go.
Killers and rapists running
around free, terrifying people like you and me.
Prisons are full of small time
cons, no room left for the dangerous ones.
Houses are cold 'cause you
can't afford the gas bill, leaving people cold and ill.
Big guns don't care as long as
they make a profit and at the end of the day have cash in their pockets.
Some people afraid to step out
of their door, life's not the same anymore.
Why can't things be like you
see on t.v? where boy meets girl and falls in love
and lives forever happy.
I love my kids my daughter and
son, but what's left for them when I'm gone?
A world of hardship, suffering
and pain, Don't ever want kids again.
Lying awake at night in my bed,
can't keep these horrible thoughts from my head,
Wondering how things might be
in years to come for my family.
What have I done what burden to
give, this is no life to live.
Scrimping and scraping for
family, do only what I can for charity,
Wish I could do more for
charity, but they make you feel so guilty,
Asking for money you just
haven't got, makes my stomach tie up in knots.
Rent paid by the council,
'cause you can't get work, not leaving my kids with any old jerk.
Whatever happened to freedom to
say, when black is black, and gay is gay.
It's just a word at the end of
the day. Too many people take things to heart, and that’s when the fighting
will start.
Written by Donna Gowers. December 2006
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A poem inspired by finding 9 poppies strewn in the dust of a derelict control tower in 1983.
J.H.P. Lincolnshire.
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You
bring me peace, you bring me joy.
You
wake me up, inspire my toil
You’re
in my heart, you’re by my side,
You
call to question the things I hide.
You’re
in my nights, and through my days,
You
see my faults and “funny” ways.
You
know my dreams, you know my doubts,
My
quiet crying, my angry shouts.
But
through it all, more than I see,
This
caring Angel still smiles at me.
Whatever
gifts I may accrue,
The
one that matters most to me,
Is
You.
J.H.Lincoln.
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Perspective. Herb from the country.
(from a father to a daughter).
When rising every morning, see the sun,
Then look again at evening when day’s done.
Without it’s shining light we wouldn’t be,
Compare it to ourselves, both you and me.
When troubles come to call, what er’e they be,
They’re always so much smaller than we see.
We’re blinded by the agony and pain,
And not aware loss, leads to gain.
It’s not so much what happens, it’s what we see,
We’re really less than acorns to the tree.
When things come to confound us, better stare,
Not into the mirror, but in the air.
A myriad stars, a myriad skies behold,
Then our "problem" now looks far less bold.
And now though at this time we cannot see,
What ever comes for us is meant to be.
Whatever hurt we feel now, feels less cold,
Our part in history will soon be old.
So when beset with sorrow, have good cheer,
It means that better times are very near.
When rising in the morning, see the sun,
Then look again at evening when day’s done.
Without it’s shining light we wouldn’t be.
Compare it to ourselves, both you and me.
With Love, Dad xxx.
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A Lincolnshire Musician. Isle of Wight 1964.
In the Summer, and the ocean's rolling slow.
Lying on the sand, not a thing to do.
And a gentle wind carries sounds so sweet,
and my mind's too lazy, far too lazy to be blue.
In the Summer, and the sun shine's on the sea,
Breathing in the air, each breath is contentment.
Look all around, and the horizon is so bright and clear.
Under this pale blue sky, who am I, who am I.
Love and Peace, Love and Peace.
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Dear
Friends and Colleagues,
I'd like to share with you my poem which I've just learned is a 2nd place
winner in the English Association Poetry Prize 2008. I hope you enjoy the
poem.
Red
Candle Holder
Our
bedroom candle holder’s
blackened around its tinny socket;
we’ve given up chipping off the wax
clinging in layers like gloss remnants.
To carry it to our bed the shallow dish
extends an incomplete ring as a handle
not big enough for a man’s curled finger
but still too expansive for a child’s.
Many mornings we’ve seen the thing
spent, as a gift that no one can use,
and reeking. But don’t close the drapes.
Now it’s settled on our white window sill
against blind glass, let it be a reflection
because it can never speak for itself.
Paul Sutherland
freelance writer, editor
workshop leader
www.paulpoet.co.uk
www.dreamcatchermagazine.co.uk
paulsuther@hotmail.com
01673 844325
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