I’m laying in bed looking out the window, with clean, crispy fresh air pushing it’s way into the room giving me newfound energy to start my day. What will this day bring me? Will it stay cool, or get hot & muggy? Whatever it brings, I am ready and willing to jump out of bed, brush my teeth, wash my face, and start my beautiful day with a cup of coffee, and a little meditation. I know, It’s not for everyone…some people would rather have a cup of tea!
I have always loved the coolness in the morning, especially when it’s a bit overcast, and quiet. When my children were small I would get up early so I could sit quietly with a cup of coffee, and just start my day slowly while the kids were asleep. That was the plan, but many times my plan was foiled by an aggressive little munchkin getting up too early, and reuining my plan.
Today after feeding my kitty Kramer, and letting Daisy dog out, I’m drinking coffee with my husband, but the kids are grown, and gone. The things that inspire me aren’t the things that inspired me many years ago when my kids were small. Now I get inspired by birds chirping, or a gentle breeze in the air. Some days I’m inspired to read, or paint, sketching out on our patio, or take a walk through the neighborhood. Things I couldn’t do when I had a young family.
On this morning with sweetness in the air, I’m inspired to listen to the crows. They are very verbal this morning, and I feel like they are letting me know to “keep looking.” Sitting on my patio, I’m trying to keep looking, but I’m also trying to figure out what else the crows are telling me. In my Animal Speak Book by Ted Andrews, it tells me that crows bring you magic and creativity. OK! Now we’re talking. I’m all about magic, and creativity….bring it on.
Even though I am not interested in venturing too far from home, I still very much invested in nature. For now nature means to me, that I walk through my back yard where peace, & serenity hang in the air. I love my trees, & it won’t surprise some of you to know I even talk to the trees, & the birds. Ok, so they don’t talk back in the way we do, but they do respond if you pay attention. I try to pay attention knowing if I’m really quiet & concentrate, I will hear their answers!
Thank you for stopping to read Stone Soup, I’m really happy to share with you my thoughts, & ideas about my life. See you next time. Karen
Sunday after church (on line of course), we were all giving readings from spirit, and nothing resonated with me. I listened patiently as all the messages seamed to be general, and almost for everyone. So I sat there taking it all in, and realizing I had a spirit on my left waiting for me to read him. He was patient, courteous, but still wanted me to acknowledge him.
After everyone had finished their reading, I finally said I’d go next with a man who had been waiting patiently for an hour. He first showed me black and white poke dots. I thought, what the what?? After received that I had a very unexpected and strange thing happen to me. I found myself viewing his journey from behind his eyes. I was a little taken aback as this had never happened to me before. We walked all over the forest, watching little animals in the woods, traveling, seeing the ocean, the beach, and exploring everything around us! I thought to myself, this is what I love to do! That was an interesting experience in itself, when out of my mouth I exclaimed, “This reading is for me!” I was so stunned that I lost my connection with this man. I didn’t know that was coming, it just spewed out.
As soon as that happened, our Minister Malcom took over and finished the reading. Malcom was able to connect to the same man that I had been connected to, and this is what he told me…..The man was my grandfather, he was here to let me know to keep looking, and exploring, I’m on the right path!
That was from my grand father who I haven’t seen since I was a teenager, & it warms my heart to know his spirit is watching over me, guiding me, and keeping me safe. My grandfather passed many years ago and I feel so blessed to have him come to me, & let me know he is here supporting my efforts.
This may sound strange to some of you, and I can understand. But I assure you, as strange as it is, it’s true. We can speak with our loved ones that have passed, and we all have the ability. Some of us don’t want any part of it, but if you just open up and consider the possibility that there are things still unexplained, you will be amazed at what is possible!
Have you ever had a dream of a loved one, or dear friend that had passed? Maybe even one of your animals from the past is in that dream. Well, this is one way they contact you, another way is you might feel your pet jump up on your bed, but when you look—nothing is there. You could have sworn something was on your bed, maybe even up against your leg.
I know I’m stretching your world right now, entertain the possibility of finding peace from a place we have been programed to know nothing about. This isn’t a religious thing, Spirit is totally non-denominational.
Just give it some thought!
Thank you for reading my post today. Many blessings to you all. Karen
Hello! Meet Faith. She was born at the end of June to Bitterroot Bison in Lolo, MT. According to Native American legend, the white bison represents a powerful medicine woman known as White Buffalo Calf Woman. She is traditionally known as one who brings messages from the ancestors and as a healer who comes during times of crises. For centuries, Native Americans have celebrated the birth of a white bison as a sign of hope and an omen of good things to come. It is also extremely rare. A white bison is born in 1 out of 5+ million births. Over time, her ivory colored coat will darken and change. According to legend, a true white bison changes color four times in it’s lifetime to represent all races of human beings united as one. Every time I see her I get goosebumps. If you’re heading south from Missoula, you’ll see the bison on the left side of the highway, right before you get to Lolo. And you’ll definitely see Faith if she’s out with the herd.
It goes to show you that all things are possible!
Natalie from Grounded Resources Yoga is joining us this summer for yoga classes at the farm. We’re doing yoga in between the rows of lavender!Our next class is 7/19 from 9 to 10 am and is open to all levels. Being outside in the lavender field is relaxing and a great way to start your Sunday!Please bring your own yoga mat, a blanket or oversized towel to put down between the rows.The cost is $10 per person.You can RSVP and/or email any questions to Natalie at firstname.lastname@example.orgYou can also check out her Facebook page here.If you don’t live close by but think you might be in the area this summer, come by and do yoga with us. We have plenty of space for social distancing.
A quick update on our Man Cave Magnesium spray.We usually sell it in a 4 oz bottle, but our supplier isn’t carrying that size right now. We did find some 2 oz bottles, so for now, that’s how we’re rolling. Here’s a quick recap on why we love magnesium so much:Magnesium is a natural muscle relaxant. We hold so much tension in our bodies and adding topical magnesium on a daily basis is an easy-peasy way to feel more relaxed and calm.It’s also an excellent way to relieve sore muscles and keep you moving.We have a friend who was reluctant to try magnesium spray, but after being bed ridden with back issues, used our Man Cave Magnesium and started throwing around words like magic potion and miracle spray. (His words, not mine:)He felt so much better, he could even kick himself in the butt for not trying it sooner.Topical magnesium spray is a simple way for you to feel more relaxed and relieve those annoying aches and pains.That’s it for this week! Thanks for being here and thanks to Faith for being born when we need her the most. Big Sky Lavender Farms is located in the beautiful Bitterroot Valley, just south of Missoula, Montana. We make all natural, healthy products to help you live your best life today. Share the love and share the lavender. Photo credit: Bitterroot Bison This email was sent to you by Big Sky Lavender Farms21749 Five Wounds Way Florence, MT 59833 United States www.bigskylavender.comGrowing Life’s EssentialsUnsubscribe
My friend who along with her husband, and brother in law owns, and runs Big Sky Lavender. After reading her letter, I thought the White Buffalo was so rare, you’d like to read about it too. I always love new and unusual things in our world. I hope you enjoyed reading about it as much as I did. Karen
Each day I sit down to write, I’m at a loss for words. I think that’s because we are all feeling a little anxiety. Sure we can put on our masks, & go grocery shopping, or in some places even go to a casino for a bit of fun. Anything to distract ourselves from what is really going on.
Many of us are depressed, angry, and feel like their lives are hanging by a thread. Money is scarce, and they are barely surviving. They feel they are failing their families. Some do not know who they are anymore, their identity has been lost!
I’m not here to tell you it will all be ok, that feels slightly empty. I’m here to make an effort to brighten your day, and maybe give you food for thought. Also, I want all of you to know my intention is not to preach anything, just an attempt to lift you up even if’s in a small way. This will be the last time I bring the virus up. We all know what’s going on, and you don’t need me to remind you again.
I’m an intuitive writer, so what I post is from the heart, and full of love.
I copied this from Facebook.
This is a reminder to me that although everything is different, I still need to have gratitude!
Since it’s been a very long time since I’ve blogged, I thought It would be a good time for an update.
Much has been happening since I’ve last posted. I’ve fallen in and out of love with art…several times. I still love art, but so much has gone on, and my studio looks like a storage unit, I’ve lost inspiration. I know, me loosing inspiration! YES..ME.
Generally during the last three months of the year my art takes a seat on the sidelines. I’m usually focusing on the holidays, and what to buy for each of my kids, and grandkids. It takes a lot of thought, and planning, sometimes even going in on a larger gift for one or the other grandchild. It is so much easier when the grandkids are smaller. It was easier when my own kids were smaller. As many of you know all too well, the older they get, the more broke we get! I’m not complaining, just stating a fact.
After the holidays it takes me a few months to recuperate, and get back to normal. (I’m using the term Normal very lightly). Art slowly works it’s way into my life again, and I’m up and running. 2019 that didn’t happen. Just about the first of March, my oldest son got sick. We thought he had the flu, so I got him 7up, and soup, and foods that you usually can get down when fighting the flu. After three or four days I went over to his home, and found him very sick, very weak, and not getting any better. My husband and I threw him in the car and I took him to emergency.
After they looked at him, he was admitted to Intensive Care, and that’s where a very nasty journey started. He had what’s commonly known as flesh eating bacteria. He spent two months in the hospital fighting for his life, and a year later he is still rehabilitating. Needless to say, my art took as back seat. Ok with me, my son lived when the doctors said it would be a miracle..
Miracles do happen!
To regress only a few years. Since I was about four years old I’ve seen spirits. The funny thing is, I was never frightened, nor did I think it was unusual. I actually thought everyone saw spirits or ghosts as I called them at the time. I’m a strong empath, again I thought everyone was the same. But I would get extremely annoyed when people would act clueless, or had no idea what I was thinking, or talking about. Now I realize, we don’t all have the same skills, nor do we all want them.
Over the years my experiences have been numerous, and again I thought everyone had the same kind of experiences. Boy was I wrong. My poor husbands! Yes husbands! I’m now married to my third husband, and bless his heart, he’s so understanding and loving. He has never thought anything about my interesting life. We fell in love, and ten months later…we married. He bought me a new home shortly before we married, and twenty nine years later here we are, still married, and still happy!
Over the last year and a half I’ve been focusing on my gift, and working at sharpening my mediumship skills. If you can’t beat it, join it! Since I haven’t been inspired to paint, I am inspired to speak with spirits. I am finding it so rewarding bringing messages to people that are depressed or in pain due to their loss. Messages from spirits can ease that pain, and allow them to process their grief.
For many years I’ve looked for someone to mentor me, and help me understand what I now call a gift. More recently I was invited to have lunch with a friend. She was meeting a few of her friends, and she thought I might enjoy having lunch with them. It was in that bunch of her friends that I met a “real live medium.” I have looked for someone like her for many years, and never was able to find someone to mentor me. Here she was sitting right in front of me. Best yet, she was so personable, and I immediately loved her. We hit it off, and she agreed to see me later that week. This was the beginning of a relationship that is strong, and loving to this day.
Since then, I have found a couple other mentors, and I work with all three for different parts of mediumship. They each give their gift with love and compassion, and I have grown as a medium, and am still learning.
My purpose in telling my story is in part to explain why I haven’t been painting, and in part letting you know I will never stop doing art in some way. Now I’m going to focus on publishing uplifting affirmations along with a little art.
My focus in this difficult time is to always be a beacon of light to anyone needing uplifting. We are all feeling caged in during the lock down of 2020. Our world most likely won’t be the same, and all of us will need to do a little reinventing. Some are more depressed than others, some don’t feel so caged. I’m doin fine, but the rest of my family feel very disconnected with life. We still need to wear masks, and social distance, we still need to stay at home. Things are opening up, good or bad, this is reality!
I don’t know if I’ll change the name of my blog, I have considered it. To what, I haven’t any idea at the moment, but I do know, I need to do this for me, and for others.
It will be interesting to see what Stone Soup morph’s into, and I really hope you’ll stick with me. This is my story, thank you so much for allowing me into your home, and taking time to read my blog, bless you all! Karen
One day I was sitting in my living room thinking about how to get my MoJo back. As I wallowed in the misery of not being able to get inspired…no matter what, it occured to me that I had a very large roll of rolled canvas. What could I do with a roll of canvas? I know other artists have worked with raw canvas, because I have seen banners of art hanging in coffee shops, even hanging outside. Can’t I make floor coverings also?
After thinking about the posabilities, I dug through my studio to get the tube of canvas out. The tube hanging out in the very back of a corner in my studio, and covered in years of dust, willingly hopped out to see me, and let me know it was ready for service! Now I was getting excited….
My husband, Les helped me cut a large piece of canvas, and in all my excitement I had to try doing what I had been thinking about for years. The painting above is the first of my Fantasy Art.
Splash of Happiness was the second of my fun abstract painting. I’m having fun now…. After that I think i was full of myself and decided to work on a larger piece. Gingerly I cut a long piece about 26″ X 12″ and painted it black. This was the end result of my black piece.
A New Day
My Daughter in law came by, loved it in black, and quickly claimed it for her own. I wasn’t going to leave it black, however since she loved it so much, I decided to stop while I was ahead. This was just the start, and I was having so much fun. I loved the abstraction, and all I am able to think about was how to abstract my art even more.
Happy Poppy was claimed by my Daughter, so I put a frame around it because it was 12″ X 12″ and easy to frame. No Glass!
The last painting I wasnt to show you I named “It’s Been a Crazy Day!” It’s so much fun to challenge myself to abstract even more, and because they are on an unstretched canvas, it seems to take the fear out of wasting a good stretched canvas. Of course, it’s all in my mind, but I have always said, “the mind is a terrible thing to waste!”
It’s Been a Crazy Day!
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