Strength - Motivational Monday -Meditation

Long day? Worried about the week before you?

I have something for you.

.Open it , its dimensions were no bigger than the palms of your hands. But it's depth was vast..the more you looked into it the wider it will become.

Deep and inviting, place your heads inside,... it is soft.....it spreads like warm, wet sand seeping between your toes..up your arms..You feel light, your eyes closed, what? lavender?...oh, the smell so calming. Sink deeper,..hands down, head to chin ..deep calm.

courtesy of by Petr Kratochvil-http://www.publicdomainpictures.net

The room vibrations were a hum like a Omm. the sound of harmony ...not a digital buzz..but a murmur. Shante...be still.

Breathe in...fill your diaphragm grow the tingle of cool oxygen ...the life fire that heals within....You have found you ..Be at peace..welcome home.
courtesy of by Petr Kratochvil-http://www.publicdomainpictures.net

The Strength: Find a way to bring mental peace to yourself everyday. I wrote this last year for my other blog. Thought I would share it here;-)

Namaste

For October's Breast Cancer Month- The Wonder of a Woman

This is a poem I wrote that was published with Poetry.Com :

http://www.poetry.com/dotnet/P4048551/999/1/display.aspx

I originally posted this poem for on October 10th, 2008.

In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I wanted to share this here for and to all those WONDERful women out there who are survivors, fighting and living with Breast or any form of Cancer- you can do it and you are strong -an inspiration to me any many other.

Ladies, this one is for you :)

WONDER

A creation of an unseen force.Bound only by physical time.A vessel of extension to a mathematical continuum.360 degrees divine.

Shaped, colored, textured, and geometrical.A true original of it's kind.Carried by the torch of love and unity.Standing forefront at the footsteps of opportunity.Blinded in thine sight yet stands firmly in grasp to see. The tarnished scales of justice and equality.Unfettered in hope and liberty.

Desired,by many but chosen in singularity.Tortured in soul, captured by familiarity, stolen for prosperity.Yet this creature still remains a Phoenix, For the elevated and free.A symbol of eternal worship almost near deity, As this creation is seen through the eyes,lips and hearts of those given life through thee.HMMMM. IT IS TRULY A WONDER WHAT A WOMAN CAN BE.

I wrote this poem with thoughts and inspirations of those of us women who have loved and are loved, lost and have found, suffered and survived, struggling but still strong and surviving. For mothers, daughter, leaders and followers, young and old. For all the wonder of women.

Be Well- Ny

Meditation

A gift came to me today. it was so pretty, gold and sparkly with lots of satin bows.


I opened it , its dimensions were no bigger than the palms of my hands. But it's depth was vast..the more I looked into it the wider it became.

Deep and inviting, I placed my heads inside,... it was warm and soft.....it spread like wet sand seeping between your toes..up my arm..I felt light, my eyes closed, what? lavender?...oh, the smell so calming. I sank deeper,..hands down, head to chin ..deep calm.

courtesy of by Petr Kratochvil-http://www.publicdomainpictures.net

The room vibrations were a hum like a Omm. the sound of harmony ...not a digital buzz..but a murmur. Shante...be still.

Breathe in...feel your diaphragm grow the tingle of cool oxygen ...the life fire that heals within....
You have found me ..I am peace..welcome home.

For the past few days, i have so much to blog about, yet so little time..as i started to write tonight, this is what i experienced..my inner poetess surfaced as she usually does.

courtesy of by Petr Kratochvil-http://www.publicdomainpictures.net

It felt good to write this. How did you find you peace today ?

Be Well,

Ny

Vintage Inspirations- Update

I am slowly weening myself from semi-precious stone to create with a more organic feel, and yeah the economy and environment has alot to do with it as well. I love my stones don't get me wrong..but i am taking them down a more metaphysical road, and catching up with my wood and more eco- friendly ideas.

In the meantime, after watching some old black and white classic. I got inspired by all the old typewriters and created these two pieces:)

All of the wooden keys featured in these pieces were Handcrafted by porkchopshow.etsy.com Photos of vintage and antique typewriter and metal keys were applied to 1/8" thick baltic birch board, laser cut, then painted black on reverse side. These would be the perfect eco-friendly gift for a special friend, whether it's their first initial or the first letter of how you feel about them:)

SOLD!!
<<<<Yay, I made these earrings on Thursday and sold a pair TONIGHT! I am so happy;) I just re listed another pair of A letter earrings. but I have two sets all 5 of the standard English vowels, and 21 individual consonants.

I made this awesome necklace tonight:

In this necklace a 1.1/2" vintage key and W letter key i added an old 8mm vintage faceted embossed amber glass heart that was part of an old vintage chain my mom gave me from some old jewelry she was going to throw away. After squealing "NO!, recycle it" i took it and hand wire-wrapped all three pieces together and added them to a single gold chain. My intention was to create another personalized gift, a " Key To My Heart" concept.

I bought these poetry word beads thursday from
http://GemmaBeads.etsy.com

I can't wait to create with these...hmmm what should I create with them?? I see lots of votes are going for a bracelet so far. Thanks for the votes, Keep em' coming:) cast your vote! Scroll up to the top right corner of my blog and let me know:)

So, what have you been up too??

Be Well,

Ny

I remember this one

I love to write poems...its a passion of mine. Poetry became my vent to say what I couldn't dare out loud..especially when I was in love. Here is a poem I wrote to someone I was crazy about.....
YOU
I took a mental picture of you the day me met. To burn you in my mind lest I would not forget.It was that first glance, the welcome in your smile. Your eyes that said come closer to me, the memory alone drives me wild.You're the reason my body feels like a child. Vying for your attention, craving your affection.As a young girl I dreamed you, now you're reality, true perfection.

No treasures can quite compare to the knowledge you hold and wisdom you share.The intensity within your stare tell me your desires, your fears and your cares.You want to get close but i back away. The sounds of your voice compels me to stay.The intensity in your eyes leaves no doubt that you wish, to fulfill the desire of sharing a first kiss.The tenderness in your lips release guarded emotion. A prelude to soft sighs and passionate devotion.

In this moment I learn you're that man, of which women will search.They say women choose their man. But at this moment it is YOU who chose me first.
*Copyright A.Niblack-New York, NY 10/25/05
Oh yeah,....so what happened??? Let's just say our baby boy is our amazing testimony of love;)