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Seven|Fourteen presents Cross and Stitch Fashion and Art Show

AltarL is proud to announce our winter line debut at Cross Stitch Fashion and Art Show.  Blending together different mediums of art and a collective of human aesthetics in motion, we’re going to have a wonderful time!  Hope you stop in to see some of the amazing talented artists and designers, and just have a good time with us!  Follow the picture to website:


The Spiral Web

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Weaving Webs

Shake my hand.  There you take my residue.  It’s unavoidable to not exchange energy by something as simple as eye contact.  It says “I see you”.  It validates a person.  Likewise, when we don’t look at a person or whatever cultural exchange of energy, we “offend” or “deny” the exchange.  But, is that so wrong?  I must say I do not like to be hugged by just anyone.  I’ve felt my energy being sucked out of me by certain feeders who lives only to make themselves more energetic than everyone else.  This is power lust essentially and lack of self.  My power is in me and nothing more or less.  But together we make a vibrating, extended web of energy that if not met with wisdom can harm or hinder someone.  Not just intentionally feeding on the energy in the room, but having a bad day and dumping on your coworker, or spouse.  Making promises you don’t keep, entering someones space after you have yet calmed down from an intense phone call, or manifesting an action with out thought or conviction cause a negative ripple of residue scattering down until it’s burnt out or builds up.  Who knows which.  That’s why it’s important we all take responsibility for our personal space, our thoughts and intentions, and how we look, touch, and think about other people.  Yes, maybe you wanted to buy your boss a coffee, but was it just to hope she’d burn her lip?!  Deep inside we need to ask ourselves “why am i doing this?” and also “why am i with these people”.  Do you want to be the one accepting the coffee?! Not me.  There are ways to protect yourself from these negative daggers through mental shields and simple energy blocks but when you do that you may miss some goodness too.  So discretion advised!

Family is irreplaceable but that doesn’t mean you have to spend everyday with them or week or month.  In today’s culture, we do not foster a familial setting.  We have severe individuality for the sake of freedom, which isn’t bad but we’ve lost the know how to honor culture, energy exchange, and the true meaning of the person from the inside as a being among other selves.  Rather we see them as a worker, or “It’s moms birthday I’ll give her a call”.  The residue of tradition lies in us all as we crave love from our family, friends, and others, whether we want to admit it or not.  This spherical web is more spread out from one “point” to another.  But since there is no such thing as a point, we must admit that this sphere is in fact pulling within itself because we yearn for the other “point”.

I’ve never agreed with the theory of relativity and that’s why. Space and time are not married.  We live outside time and are members of spacial bodies.  These bodies do pull for other bodies and are pulled by gravity, sure.  But when the coming together of these “points” of say a love, the result is one.  Theories go one from here as to what happens to matter.  I like to think that all these spread out “points” will be one in an unwebbed, mass of vibrating, energy of whatever residue is combined.

Because of this, rather becoming one, imploding into a worm hole, or exploding into beyond, we need to try and watch the residue! Check intention, take responsibility, create the whole self and not take from it.

I just did a cleansing ritual for this Harvest moon, and I realized how much residue of others I have been dragging around and pulling towards me while other of that nature gravitated and those wary enough repelled.  It wasn’t horrible residue.  Just a bit of sadness and a splash of insecurity.  And though I’m sure my journey will be littered with negative residue, this only balances the ying and yang.  We can not have positive with out a negative, folks!  But I don’t advise robbing a bank so a cop can gain glory through an arrest and declare yourself “well balanced”!  Uhm, no feel the vibrations of each action and you’ll see the human crisis of not addressing residue, and acting irrationally to rob a bank which creates a need for a residue cleaner.  Negative energy can be experienced in healthy life trials that do not have to send you to jail!  Though, some people may need this.  I would assume or it wouldn’t be happening.

So until we take responsibility for the residual affects we have in our thoughts, intentions, and actions.  We will continue to paw at the ball of yarn mewing for mothers milk.  Maybe we should call our moms!

Shared Moment


Jewelry for the Full Moon

Skin is our fabric. Natures canvas.

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Metals of the earth, paint my flesh’s delicious night, as I breathe expanding the delicate red vines to the sounds moon waves varnishing my salty back!!!


Life Art

“The Aesthetic Movement argued that art was not supposed to be utilitarian or useful in any practical sense. Instead, aesthetic experience is a fully autonomous and independent aspect of a human life. Thus, art should exist solely for its own sake” This was back post impressionism, pre-realism in thought.

Now after early 2000 revisit of traditional, simplistic art forms such as aesthetic for a

esthetics sake, “The aesthetic movement prompted Americans to make the mental leap that beautiful surroundings, in and of themselves, would elevate the soul. This, women, who shouldered primary responsibility for domestic life, enlisted aesthetic forces as they shaped their houses, thereby shaping their families and the entire society. Creating a beautiful home was a moral act. (Bonding with a type of utilitarianism) aesthetic came to symbolize connections between the sun, fire, and warmth – both physical and metaphorical”
– Karen Zukowski, “The Artistic Hearth: The Fireplace in the American Aesthetic Movement,” March 2008 issue of The Magazine AntiquesBeauty for beauty sake, in vain, has moved to collective consciousness creating and responding. Calls of the internal designs to express practical, functional art that transcend just looking pretty are being answered creatively. We find connections, actions, and depth in spirit, expression and other art forms like literature. Gone are the days of limiting, pretty art and welcomed are the bonding of humans, in love, through holistic needs calling for a response and answered through creativity and art for art! We are ALL art.
I’m thinking the age of technology brought us an overwhelming amount of artistic information that we couldn’t quite sift through, so instead we bonded together based on need and responded.  We don’t really NEED Shakespeare, nor do you have to be like him to be a writer!  What an interesting era full of appreciation for the working woman and man and earth!
Check out:
for a great example!

Essential

I can not find a good sample of essential oils!  I don’t want to spend the money for the very good, edible quality, but I don’t want the cheap kind you rub all over your body until someone comes and licks it off.  Any one out there with suggestions would be welcomed!  Oils are essential.  The construction of awareness changes when we use elements of the earth or energy.  Anything really affects us more than we let on, even other people.  That’s why it’s always important to choose your friends wisely. Though we don’t like to be lonely: it is okay to be alone.  Not that I hermit in my room messaging hot lavender into my calf muscles until I’m suddenly no longer lonesome.  Ah my oily friend! No.  Rather remember to explore, initiate, and protect your experience because everything has a consequence.  Consequence are the experience from choices, action, or expulsion of energy that never really happened with in the world of being.  It’s only a cognitive recollection once the energy is secreted.  The amount of displacement can never be equal to the moment it was before, so in the mass of things: we are an entire experience walking in consequences all day long.  We can not go back in time, and tomorrow will never comes, And, today isn’t happening: it is the consequence of the past and the hope of the future immeasurable, fleeting, and passive.  What surprises me is how we can be so aware in the moment though the moment, in out minds as now, never really comes to fruition. We never quite get “there”.  Alanis Morisette’s song “Incomplete” organizes this politely, beautifully, and deliciously, and, perhaps a bit oily. Anyway I’mi in need of some essential oils with energy properties that “capture” the essence of their energy in that moment and let them affect me.  Again, I will not be home alone in my room cryptically doing everything and nothing. I promise to take my oils about and wickedly entice people to share in the experience if only for the “moment”.  But like everyone else, I’ll find myself alone at night behind my eye lids waiting for the mourning; always waiting.  Though, I will be laugh in my belly behind plastered lips, slacken limbs and vein seeing eyes for the “moment” in my mind that is mine as it is never anyone’s the same.  And as the memory slowly slips from my well oiled brain into the nightless night, I’ll forget to remember and forget to reminded myself to recall leaving only the echo residue of a charging, chanting chuckle headed for a hollow.Image

Like water wishes well to our bodies, it evaporates into the air, brushing our skin or flowing out our insides leaving residue of what was never water all along.  We bathe daily in the coils of energy created by our words and wishes, if never for a moment but for all eternity.  I hope the oil separates my watered down, negative residuals and drags this polluted hope to the bottom of my have full cup.  And, my cup with be ever full for the moment. Help me paint my pillow with oils that my sense may chase the echo with a bit of delight!

Side note:A storm is coming to the DFW area.  It’s in the moon tonight! Grab your children!


Selfish

Selfish

It appears I have far to many photos of myself with jewelry, walking, or thinking. So, heads will roll!!!


Erupt To Late… Again!

Space and time.  Humans tell each other places to meet and at what time.  This achievement and expectation is a sort of cryptic message: “I am alive”.  If you are stood up then “I am not alive”.  Perhaps this doesn’t make sense, but think about the emotions typically elicited from such experiences.  How targeted is self being!  How can the geometrical point then degrade us? And to what extent, if my meeting with you is derailed, because I have something better to do?  Weights and balances are the formation of human morality.  What we ingest is only what we know, and knowing it doesn’t make it fabric.  No, it makes it a point.  A point in this thing of geometry.  But I warily suggest that this geometrical disposition plots merely human relevance, being sacred at the linear possibilities they entail.  In attempts to amend my mere point (yes a pun), perhaps there are no points at all.  Is geometry not the basic aspect of physics? And what says the human to the being (assuming he’s alien though such human examples can apply in different setting) he happens upon in a point of meet at the human level or measured scale? “Ah welcome to this point, let us chat and be on our way”?  What says the being to this human?  “I checked your human patterns and it crossed referenced with my ethereal measurements that I may, just give me a human balance…angel will do, meet at this ‘date and time’ that we may have this experience.  It’s been worthy of my purpose, and I depart into my world.  I’m late for meetings” “Ahh, good bye, sir Angel.”  How is it that humans can draw geometrical references to their relevance while claiming that various beings are there to help by being many places at once and at anytime, if time and space are relevant.  These are just things we say, because we can not be were we’re going, do not understand where we are, and can not be where we’ve been in it’s fullest.  The human designation of time and space appear to me to be completely moot.  Because if time and space exist for us by prescription to necessitate interaction with the dead, spirits, and even other humans then it entirely ceases to exist.  Not only because you can not measure a moment in it’s fullest “accuracy” ever, in comparison to the nature of a point never being a point as a point isn’t a dot or anything known like time.  If it is imagined as a dot then it is made up of cellular type structure (to give you a picture of how the line or dot can exist as it needs a thing or human to place it) to signify where it is located (space) but never ever can there be real space or a tip, for a lack of better word.  There is either an entire infinite mass within this dot or tip, or it can not exist.  If there is no point of reference, time and space wouldn’t exist because the theory is dependent on the human creation of what we finitely know to label it or balance it. Or perhaps, within everything we find, we find everything and therefor nothing or, more palpably, everything.  Even for the most atheist, or whoever believes only in human existence, this is easily applicable.  You can add a different dimension to the relevance of geometry to apply it in that aspect of existence or in another.  I don’t care.  If there is life, there is death.  If there is matter, there is anti-matter and so forth.  But, my point is that what is sacred is everything (much like a sphere, for simplicities sufferings) or just maybe sacred is nothing. Sorry to burst your bubble. Get it? Bubble?!

“I think therefore I am.”

-That one guy who wrote all those things.

It’s too late for me to erupt… I was in bed a long time ago, when i died.

Wanna hear my thoughts on reincarnation?!

Soon perhaps…. yawn! Goodnight!

Imagel


Holiday Blues

It really happens. Everyone is exuding glee an emitting sheer wintery bliss, I sit alone with a frost bit nose and not sure why.  It doesn’t make much sense, because this is my favorite time of year.  Not for the holidays, the chilly weather opens up the options in my closet and the accessories are limitless.  But this Christmas I felt as blue as my royal, velvet skirt.  The meaning of my actions whirled in my head, though I tried not to take myself too seriously. Then my mom gave me a book: “God’s Wisdom for Mothers”.  It wasn’t the joy suffocating be or the twinkling lights in airports blinding my eyes.  It was and is the simple notion of not belonging.  Whether because of loss of kin or Christ, Christmas seems to be a reminder for many of what we don’t have.  Some people over spend, others help those in need, and even those who have lost a family member feel the pressure of something missing.  Though my situation doesn’t compare to familial death,  I feel an immortal death from my family.  Will I be with them in the afterlife? I can only follow truth to the best of my ability.  But in the full bliss of Christmas, the tree doesn’t reflect it’s true meaning but symbolizes to me everything Christmas isn’t.  Melancholy, yes.  At least I got to wear a cute velvet skirt!

Sitting on an iron bench

Father winter wispers

My silk blouse gives the sun

A peak

Licking the wind on icy skin

Mother calls me home

My bones clatter down below

A wistle


Spiritual Cowgirl

My latest inspiration is my 5 year old daughter who dreams of being a cowgirl.  So, I thought why not make western jewelry fashionably appealing to my hipster generation of lovers.  This is what I came up with last night:

LOVERS BOLO TIE

Bolo Lovers

Rose Quartz Pendulum on Rhodium Silver with lovers loving.

Rose Quartz is an excellent stone for love, drawing or opening the heart.  It also helps you learn to love yourself! Headaches, sexual dysfunctions, fears.