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November 30, 2007

The First Sign

Not only do they design
and create beautiful gardens and environments...
Michelle and Lynnette
of Belle Feuille Garden Design
have planted their first sign in our front yard
amongst the plants and seeds they have so lovingly
brought into fruition...

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You two are just the best.

Your friendship, laughter, sense of humor
and sense of design and beauty are incredible...

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You both make such a difference in our lives
and in our neighborhood and community...

Thank you for the beauty
you've sowed and planted in our hearts
and in our beautiful garden!

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For those of you new to my blog... you must realize that where these two stand was a massive flat patch of water-guzzling lawn ~ now transformed into a drought tolerant inner-city meadow and paradise...

November 28, 2007

Seeds

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Today has been a day
of discovering that many who I hold dear
are experiencing extreme losses..

How can this be when the sun shines here,
when I am so full of life and loving every bit of living,
enjoying myself and those around me...

These seeds,
went into the earth yesterday...
bare soil,
raked and scratched,
dark and fertile,
opened...
moist and yearning
for the seeds of the hills of my youth,
planted in the middle of the city...

How can this be,
this loss,
this receiving,
this mystery that no one can answer...
this joy of knowing
that my hand could hold and then release
such beauty...

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Photos: Michelle holding the seeds that she, Lynnette, and I planted on November 27. And the seed packet from Larner Seeds holding these gem-seeds of my heart...

November 25, 2007

#86 ~ "Misspent Youth"

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You can find
her in the falling leaves
in the vineyard…
the girl who
rode endless hours,
pages and pages
of books to escape
anger,
dancing the only way she knew
how…

You can find
her in the falling tree
shattering the family into splinters,
into bits that flew away
landing only once
or twice a year,
stepping over lines,
into new lines
exploring passions
long buried…

You can find
her in the voice
of spirit waking,
igniting through
the cracks of youth
broken,
of innocence set free
on wings of longing
stepping into time far, far
from where the journey began
only to circle back to the beginning…

You cannot find
her in one moment
of youth misspent,
only in the echo of not knowing
that everything she is today
sings from those shadow years
of believing in black
and white,
not yet ready to see
the blaze of color
that comes with falling...

© For Sunday Scribbles #86 - "Misspent Youth"

November 23, 2007

"The Letter" ~ Writers Island

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The letter…
could have been on any sheet of paper…
love letters,
rejection letters, acceptance letters,
congratulation letters
travel letters, year-end missives,
the letters after my name…
But what about
"the letter,"
just one letter,
any of twenty-six
for this part of the world
where words seem to matter…
one letter
a p,
an r,
maybe an a…
just one…
would you leave it all by itself
swimming in a sea of white…
give it some color,
pack other letters around it
so that a sound escapes the page,
a meaning
looking out from a flat surface,
giving roundness and depth
to silence and nothingness…
a single letter
balancing on the edge becoming
the bridge between me and you
and a language shared
from that first line into a curve
into an ending point
where letter and word marry
and you hear me speak
for the first time…

©2007 "The Letter" for Writers Island

November 21, 2007

Thankful... More Than A Day

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Every night before I go to sleep, I write down five things from the day that I am grateful for... There have been days when to do this has been a stretch beyond stretching... but instead of not, I would struggle to find just five words that I could give thanks for... over the years, this practice has changed my life and become very important to me.

Are you ready for a change? If the answer is yes, try this and see what happens over a little bit of time. Just five words each night before you go to sleep.

I've a long way to go today before sleep, a date with my husband to see the new Bob Dylan movie, "I'm Not There," some art that has been begging for my attention, and many other odds and ends, but if I were to log those five words in my bedside journal right now they would read...

1) The beauty of this Fall day...

2) Having this medium of connection with so many people around the world, like you!

3) My husband's humor, which gets me out of so many dark moods...

4) Bonnie at E Studio...

5) My friends & family~especially right now my dear Aunt Rosina who gave me those turkey-candle-holders... 

See? It is pretty simple!

Happy Day of Thanks my dear friends where ever you live. I am thankful for you and the many ways you make a difference in my life, and in the lives of those around you...

Photo: Turkey candle holders in the heart space of our labyrinth.

November 19, 2007

"The Dream" ~ Writers Island

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I Dream...

The cool gold
of your wedding ring
inscribed with our names,
my name,
in the space
of your heart,
your love whispered
as we descend into deep waters…
I am filled with you,
my heart
is full of you,
my passion
carries me over
and over
rolling waves of your heat,
of holding your sweet face
in my hands,
of your lips
burning
tender upon mine…
I take all of you,
hand over hand,
climbing the scaffolding
till we reach into each other
filling ourselves
with the longing of my love
since I first desired you…
“Courageous”
you say,
“you must be courageous…”
I wake
with your voice echoing...
I see
bronze starlight
in velvet black,
solar system born
beneath
the layers of my sleep
where I find you
reaching for me
again and again…

© 2007 Writers Island ~ "The Dream"
From my dreams... June ~ 2004

Élizabeth-Louise Vigée-LeBrun & a Trip to the Petit Trianon From Afar

Twenty six years ago I stepped into the Louvre in Paris, France for the first time...

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That entire trip was a faerie tale and a pivot in time that would forever change the course of my life...

With awe at the masterpieces before me, I fell in love with art of a woman painter from the 18th-19th century... stepping from room to room, her pieces appeared before me, drawing me to them like a light...

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(Self Portrait - 1789)

Over the years since, I have delved into the history of Marie Élizabeth-Louise Vigée-LeBrun, 1755 to 1842. I discovered that not only did she become a prolific and well recognized painter from the 18th-19th century, but that she was friend and one of Marie-Antoinette's favorite artists, and was invited to not only paint portraits of the queen and the queen and her children, but rooms and ceilings in Versailles, especially noteworthy, the chapel...

Here are some pictures that I took this recent trip...

another self portrait....

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This past Friday, the showing of Marie-Antoinette and the Petit Trianon at Versailles was opened at San Francisco's Legion of Honor. This is the first time that any of these pieces have ever left France. There simplicity, and intricacy, craftsmanship and style, established a foundation for color and style to come... So it was a treat beyond belief to spend time in their beauty and in the presence of SIX Elizabeth Vigée-LeBrun paintings!!! Ulla came as my guest. She arrived upon my porch with tail and all...

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We then proceeded to place our "mouches" which is "fly" in French and the word for those little black beauty marks!

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Here's a little map, or "mouchology", that Ulla gave me along with five mouches!!! For where ever you place these beauty marks has a secret meaning...

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Unfortunately, no pictures are allowed within the special exhibits at the Legion of Honor so here are some befores and afters and a final view of two of Élizabeth Vigée-LeBrun's most famous paintings...

The flower decorations were gorgeous... but not quite as lovely as Ulla...

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Some how... food always makes it into my posts... Ulla and I shared a lovely lunch at the Legion of Honor's café while waiting for the exhibit to open...

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And browsed afterward in the gift shop where we were tempted, oh let me tell you!!!

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In closing this longggg post, I will leave you with these two paintings... They were both painted the same year by LeBrun, in 1783. The first caused quite a stir when LeBrun placed the painting in the Salon in Paris. People were outraged, claiming that the queen was being shown in underwear, or common folk dress... Notice, no jewelry, simple head attire, although a bit of a flare with the feather in her straw hat, and the muted roses, and modest decolletage...

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LeBrun removed the painting and painted the following. The queen's pose, facial expression, and hand positions are exactly the same. However, now she is wearing a form-fitting fancy satin dress with intricate lace, low decolletage, hair frizzed and powdered in the style of the time, fancy hat with many feathers, neck and wrists adorned with pearls, and her hands hold a dazzling pink rose... this painting was accepted, but the grumbles and projections of people from afar and near Marie-Antoinette continued to grow...

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I believe the first painting shows more of the true personality and feelings of the Marie-Antoinette that has come to be layered with so many projections and fables that the real woman is hidden from us all... except in tiny glimpses here and there and in these portraits. Oh how I would love to know just what transpired in the conversations between these two women...

I continue to be fascinated by this entire period of time... and now, I can't believe its true... but I would hop on a plane tomorrow just to wander the grounds of the Petit Trianon...

November 15, 2007

Le Competition

Are you ready for a feast???

In the spirit of friendship inspired by Writers Island this week, I thought I would tell you all about the grand competition that took place while I was visiting with my friend Corey in the South of France...

Along with being an amazing cook and master of setting a table and home with beauty... one of Corey's gifts is of the art of matchmaking...

With vintage paper, Corey created place names for each of us, giving us an air of mystery...

Attending le competition was... Madame House, Monsieur Land, Madame Macaroon, Madame Velvet, Monsieur Chair, Monsieur Beau, Mademoiselle Belle de Noir, and... 

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yours truly... Madame Pathway...

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The table was set...

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and the guests arrived!

Here we have lovely Mélanie and her beautiful mother...

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And we started the evening
with one of the best guacamoles I've ever had!!!!

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This was made by Mélanie's mother, and I have to say that I consider myself a connoisseur of guacamole, having grown up in California... and this one was sooooooo yummy, and quite a surprise to taste in France!!!

Just look at what occurred in not much time at all!!!

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Then it was my turn... I was delighted to serve the Amusé Bouche... I made grapes stuffed with blue-cheese, toasted walnuts, then drizzled with honey from the region and a sprinkle of thyme from the garden and served in antique silver soup spoons...

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followed by cucumber soup
in these lovely antique demitasse cups...

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Wine flowed from the hand of Monsieur Beau...

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and Monsieur Land served up his feast of mussels...

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and the mandalas of feasting began...

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salmon and shrimp by Madame Macaroon...

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Simmered tomatoes
and red peppers by Mademoiselle Belle de Noir...

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a lovely grain dish by Madame Velvet...

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all together on one plate...

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and more wine and conversations flowed...

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Then Madame House served her cheese course... cheese stuffed with garlic then baked, sauteed mushrooms, and sorrel lightly dressed in oil, vinegar, and herbs of Provence...

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And then... last but not least...
the famous cheesecake of Madame Macaroon...

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and you ask... what was the competition for??? Why to win the hand of Monsieur Beau and a trip to Turkey the following morning!!! But wait, most of us are married... and... I think we all won??? And as far as I know... Monsieur Beau took off with suitcase in hand... little did he know that we were all stowed inside... and he wondered why that suitcase was sooooooo heavy...

Oh this magical evening will forever sing a song in my heart of friends gathered together, laughing, feasting, and sharing the beauty of friendship...

November 13, 2007

"Friendship" ~ Writers Island

This week's prompt from Writers Island
comes just as I touch back down at home...

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As much as I love traveling...
I am so happy to be here
in this place of heart for awhile...

You see...
I am a very wealthy woman...
For I have many friends,
and they are gems beyond measure,
precious jewels,
silver and gold,
and some of you...
are the fire,
the alchemy,
that brings these relationships together...

Some of you live close by,
and I can pop into your home
for a cup of tea, a meal,
or into your arms for
a good cry, or a good laugh...

Some of you...
I have never met...
Only words and images have forged a bond
that weaves our similarities and differences
and has brought a whole new meaning
to the many facets of friendship
that are now integral parts of my life...

And some of you,
I only see once a year,
or every three years,
or wherever we find ourselves
on the labyrinth path...

I wish I had more pictures from this past weekend
International Labyrinth Society Gathering
in Kansas at Unity Village to share with you...

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but my time was filled with giving
and attending workshops,
drumming, dancing, and walking labyrinths,
talking, feasting,
playing,
laughing,
being with great loss,
and deepening my own sense of being and connection
with all that is
and I just forgot
to pull my camera out of my bag
to capture it all...

So here are a few images
to help anchor these words
of how I treasure the friendships that grace my life...

Thank you dear friends
for all that you give to me,
and receive from me...
Sometimes it is only a word in a passing moment,
a breath of air that comes and goes...
and other times
it is the beat that sustains my heart for lifetime...

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Kathy running towards me in Toby's Prairie Labyrinth...

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Separated by locked glass doors on the airport shuttle,
Carol and I desperately try to find a way to hug
each other through the looking glass...

So that we can find...

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reaching hands from the heart
to build labyrinths together...

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Kathy and Robert and Beauty...

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Debi and Mary Pat and gems of the heart...

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Teacher Joan with building blocks to find the way home...

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Trust...

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and vulnerability...

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and the smile and love of angels...

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hands...

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of brightly colored laughter...

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dancing women and men...

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hugging along the path...

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images captured in my heart...

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a feast for the soul...

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and for dreams of chocolate,
pajama parties, and the gift of friendship
within the veil of the mystery of life...

© Friendship for Writers Island 2007

Next post... back to France

November 05, 2007

SomePinkFlowers For You

I'm not even home a week,
and I'm leaving again...

This time for the 8th annual
International Labyrinth Society Gathering
in Kansas...

So, I will share more of my travels
when I return after the 12th of November...

My sweet blogging friend,
SomePinkFlowers,
asked me to bring her back some pink flowers from Paris
and where ever else I could find them,
St. Genis Pouilly, Provence, Amsterdam,
in the courtyard of museums,
cemeteries,
flower and fruit stands,
on hanging baskets over canals,
as they are rare to find in the Fall...

And... this week
her heart is hurting at the loss of precious trees
in her neighborhood...

So here they are,
for SomePinkFlowersBonnieBee,
and for all of you...

Enjoy...

Can you smell their sweet fragrance???

These flowers
blooming
radiance
from far, far away...

Where history
roots
in stone walls
and winding trails,
where bones
and flesh
are reborn
in morning dew
and the canals   
that line the streets
that draw me in
and down
and around into memories
oh not so old...

Petals fall...
and the seasons
change
and I remember holding you
full in my arms
breathing in the scent
of your entire being...

Oh sweet flower,
bud of my desire,
unfolding in beauty
before me...

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