A little something I thought I'd share with you from the Brahma Kumaris daily newsletter:

Pure Peace...
To be at peace is to be in our natural state, but only when our consciousness is pure and clean and true. As soon as the pollutants of any negative images are allowed in, or we allow old memories and experiences to disturb us into negative thinking, our purity and therefore our inner peace are gone. It's not the external event or person that takes our peace away - it's because we give them permission to enter and give them life in our minds. Keep your mind and heart free of all pollution, and peace will always be with you.

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Everything has its time and its season. The vegetables in my Mum's garden are ready for harvesting; all except the sweet corn that still needs a lot more sunlight to bask in. Everything tastes good, so good in fact that a brazen squirrel has been helping himself to the choicest tomatoes whilst avoiding my Mum's wrath... Yes, he had better be fast, otherwise she might preparing squirrel stew sometime soon!

'Our' creative journey is developing well, with just a few areas to 'clean out' and refine. polishing feels like it is only a few seconds away. I really love what I do, it takes a long time, but I know it will all be worth it. My fingers are numb with 'pins and needles' and my back aches from the constant bending and lifting, but does any mother remember the experience labour pains when they are holding a new baby in their arms? Mostly not, I suppose that is why human Life perpetuates itself.

I will continue until the end of this road, that will without a doubt, conjoin with the next... Maybe it is just one long road. Where will it lead to I wonder? Time holds all the answers. For now I will concentrate on my present position, making sure I soak up all the sights and experiences of this unique landscape whilst becoming an integral part of it myself.

It is the third trimester; dilation has begun...

A little something I thought I'd share with you from the Brahma Kumaris daily newsletter:

Do Now...
Procrastination is not only the thief of time, it is the creator of subtle inner tension. You know you are cheating yourself. There are three secrets to overcoming procrastination. One, don't wait till you feel like doing it - the feeling will come only when you start doing it. Two, list all the things you have to do and then prioritise the list. Three, create a vision of the result and be motivated by the vision of the outcome, not the thought of the process. And the options to those ideas? One - ask for help. Two - completely forget about it, you don't have to do anything! Three - if there is anything you can learn from the process then see it is action learning. Six ways to overcome procrastination...but you may have other ideas.

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I pray The Creator, my Soul to keep...

The more you do, is the more you see to do... The more you see to do, is the more you need to do... "When will she finish?" I hear you ask... "When we're done!", is the answer... It took many thousands of millennia for Mother Nature to muster this stone from a void of nothingness. How then can I rush this timely 'Rebirth' and disrespect all of that?... Patience, as always will be Our virtue.

"Gotta keep on keepin' on!"

A little something I thought I'd share with you from the Brahma Kumaris daily newsletter:

Offer Up...
Free yourself from forcing, expecting or wanting someone to receive what you think they should take - it could be your idea, opinion, or an opportunity you think they should accept - you can't make anyone take anything - your own experience probably confirms this. Offer humbly. Offer gently. Offer as if you are a master, and then let go, and retire like a shy child. When you can dance the dance between being master and child, you'll be surprised how much more others will accept what you have to say, and how much more they appreciate your offerings.

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This is 'Our Time'... An epoch of ripening consolidation; sweet fruits waiting to be picked. Precious moments that can not be repeated... One of a kind.

The new season will bring a new crop. All at once, right now holds everything... shadows of the past, reflections of the present and foundations for the future. All is encompassed within the split-seconds of this evolutionary and creative time-peace. The pendulum must swing and while the minute hand circumvolves the face of my imagination I have also been in constant transition... Mind, Body and Soul... opening, growing and developing.

Nurturing the Lessons...

Yesterday I brought the carving inside the house for the first time since we had begun our sojourn. This action alone drastically changed the dynamics of what I could see and how ultimately, I experienced it. Immediately, it became apparent to me the distance we've actually come, gone, been and can go... And in the midst of this arrival place it is confirmed that "We are" and "I am".

The inter-connected stone body assumes a new, more profound identity with this spontaneous movement and change of space. Away from the workplace "She is"... Art; a steadfast expression of the inner me. In this place I am more than just a creative conspirator instigating change; "I am the artist and she is a child of my imagination".

One seed; many roots...

Mamma! Mamma hold me,
Protect me, nurture me...

You plucked me from eternity
So I may nestle within Your darkness.
There I lay in await,
Feeding on Your ever-living love,
Developing and growing...

As time passed and the fruit ripened,
You prepared to reveal me to the Light of Time.
Bore pain and risked life,
So that I may live...

I thank You and all those before You,
For what is now mine but essentially Ours...

For We are all fruits of the same tree,
Shedding Our seeds to rejuvenate the lineage of love,
To ensure the continuity of Life...
Striving to praise Our Celestial Mother who conceives all,
As she cradles Us
whilst each moon halos Our existence...

I Give Thanks & Sing Your Praises!

Rounding up and drawing closer in... The harsh electric light from the night before had betrayed me... Sunlight proves there is still some way to go. This is the most intensive phase of the journey. At times I wonder if I'll ever finish or if I'm even capable of finishing. Will I have emancipated a 'true' voice for Her timeless melody and done Her justice? or would I have dishonoured Her with my naive translation? Unrealised transcripts lost in the rubble and dust, unknown or worst still, forgotten. And so I pursue tentatively...

Close up and together 'We' are; eyes hypnotised, hands taut and bodies willing. Form, texture and grain. Sight, sound and touch. Stone, tools and me... 'We' trod the path resolutely and must complete 'Our' quest, because if there was no answer, in reality there could be no question...

Pursuing the 'ideal' diligently...

A little something I thought I'd share with you from the Brahma Kumaris daily newsletter:

Trust Yourself...
In any relationship trust is the first thing to leave and the last to return. And if you recognise that the most important relationship is with yourself, then perhaps it's time to start some trust building close to home. Make and keep a promise or a commitment to yourself, however small - in fact, start very small! Make one and keep one today, and then notice the surge of inner power as a result. See how much more you like yourself as a result. Trust is being built.

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Again the night gracefully pirouetted the day to the edge of the stage. With curtains drawn 'We' trace secluded moments, fully embracing 'Our' emotive being. 'We' were able to loose Self and find it blissfully syncopated on the otherside... Flowing in crimson rivers that echo eternity.

"Give Thanks"... For a road well travelled. For all those who walked it proudly before. For those whose feet beat the brutal track so I could stride without stumbling; eyes forward. Who sacrificed their hands to the fire and then advised me it was hot. Their sustained hope is my beacon of light, there to guide and protect; it is their gift. Life is to know this, to experience it... From this primordial seed erupting in the darkness to give root and become... me, Us, We... The Future.

All for 1 - One 4 All...

It was a good day. Tonight at eleven, I put away my rasps and chisels, closed my toolbox and switched off the halogen lamp; my electric moon. It was the end of another productive day. My tight and tiresome muscles pulsated weakly, but their resonance felt strong, purpose-full and uplifted. Mmm... Yes, it is the end of another wonder-full day... A cycle I had witnessed, Creatively...

Within this space known to us as Life, there are no 'real' beginnings or endings; just continuation, perpetuation and regeneration... The ending of one thing only represents the beginning of the next and so on and so on... a pinnacle of invigorated energy pushing forward and up, expanding, reaching... Moving into the other, intertwining with each other... Swelling and rising like the tide to wash away the day's footprints from the shore... Taking it back/ forward to the beginning/ end only to do it all over again... Infinite Circles... Ashesto ashes, dust to dust.

day to day, Life to Life...

Pedantic, I've been using that word all this week. I really didn't know the exact meaning and never even had a clue where I got it from. I just woke up saying it one morning and it presented itself repeatedly during the day, in every other alternating sentence. My Sister pointed this out to me...

In my mind it meant acute attention to detail, particular and careful... And that's me, how I am. Every-smallest-thing is important, not only in itself, but also as a part of the greater, unified whole... Tonight I decided to look it up in the dictionary and was surprised at what I read. The definition was as follows: 'Someone who insists on displaying unnecessary details and formalities' - Wordsworth Reference Dictionary... Ummm, this is not what the word evoked in my head or stirred in my psyche... and anyway, who defines what is unnecessary or not?

Today I had gone back in 'pedantically' to pay some much needed and necessary attention to detail; opening, sharpening, exposing, honing, revealing, deepening, refining... All the while I was exhilarated, forward looking, focusing, hoping, realising, reaching, learning, growing... We worked up a sweaty-dust and progressed together succinctly...

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[Note:] On further research of the word 'Pedantic', I discover that it derives from the Medieval Latin, 'Pedant', meaning teacher. Over the course of time this formerly positive word transmuted, thereby inheriting a derogatory value in the process of its evolutionary translation... So maybe I wasn't so far off after all...

A woman's work is never done.

I was wondering how many of you had creative days today... I was wondering what you all were doing in all those round corners of the Earth... I was wondering what was the 'inner'spiration that stirred the expression within you... Which vehicle brought it forth from the darkness to live on the out-side in the light...? To be you, even without you?

My day wasn't creative in an 'inner'spirational kind of way, but something did stir, as always... I kept my head above the ebbing waters and let my body float with the tide... My mind roamed free, saturated with possibilities like a ripened seed. I don't know where this wave will take me, but 'hope' shall keep my appetite quenched. Until then, until when...

Tomorrow... Creator willing.

A little something I thought I'd share with you from the Brahma Kumaris daily newsletter:

Open Mind...
The mind is like a parachute - it works best when it is open. How quickly we make assumptions, jump to conclusions and close our mind. How easily we form and hold fast to our opinions and then close our mind. How fast do we make a judgement, slap on a label and then close our mind. A closed mind never knows the delight of playing with possibilities, being enlightened by others point of view or enjoying the diversity of human life. An open and understanding mind never assumes, doesn't jump to conclusions and won't hold fast to any opinion. Perhaps it is no wonder a closed mind is not a very relaxed mind.

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It is said that the Sun rises in the East and sets in the West. In reality, the Earth circumnavigates the Sun as She spins on Her axis; a syncronised dance that exposes each of Her segments in turn to His intense light. Isn't it laughable how as humans we define all things around our own existence, like our confined and meager minds could even fathom all there is to know? How we demark ourselves as the pivot of the Universe whilst displacing the all-inclusive facts, banished to the periphery of 'sub-importance'?

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On this precious day i began to add some texture to the stone, She was calling for it and in that, i realised that even more depth was needed. One step closer, but still as far away... Chipping, smoothing, texturising... the journey continues. Like a passenger on a plane hovering over paradise, i could see the wondrous landscape, taste the fresh sea breeze as the heat teased my brow and stirred the imagination... my adrenalin raced, keeping pace with speed of light. Soothing thoughts of warm sand between my toes before the tepid, salty water immerses them in the body of the Soul of the Soul of the Soul of the Soul... recurring.

'i' am only a part of the All...

An empire built on the sands of silicone valley. Cast way is the corner-stone; mocked and ridiculed. It has no foundation on that virtual plain. Fake smiles adorn bodies like pearls and gold dust used to. Beauty has become skinned deep. Souls shriveling, ozone depletion; no cares for tomorrow, no respect for yesterdays. Beaches abandoned to surf techno-waves. Nets no longer catching fish, but distributing information... Is there any room for reality here and there?

still searching for the glitch in the Matrix...