19
Dec

Death is nothing at all

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Death is nothing at all..it does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name. Put no difference into your tone.
Life means all that it ever meant. There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somwhere very near, just around the corner.

All is well…

16
May

A Writer’s Night

Many nights I am awoken
Sentences formulating
Gathering mysteriously as clouds expand with the mists
Pathways for explorations…
So unlike the days not so long ago
When I strove for the light
Cloistered with boxes of 3 X 5 cards
Aghast at my own stagnation
But I persisted…I persisted…
With a faith that was not a faith
But only a yearning and an intention…

Why my psyche concorded
To attend with its consciousnesses
To arouse me with conversations
Inspired by nocturnal travels
Will probably be not known.

Yet I now journey and play in worlds
Deeply integrated with
Mind, heart and spirit.

This is the only world within which
I wish to live…
For you see, I am an artist…..
Flourishing within the mysteries.

 

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17
Oct

The Granting

I awoke this morning to a life I have been dreaming of…
for twenty five years…it has manifested…

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30
Sep

Musings

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             A Dawning…
             Muses Inspire…
             Spells Imbue…
             The Bones of Story Evolve…..
8
Sep

Dharma Do

My heart is awash in billows of gratitude.  Finally, after so many years of my ‘gypsy life’, movement hither, thither and yon that hindered progress on Destiny’s Consent, I am once again at work birthing the next sequel.

This is my special space here in the jungle. It is Laura Shepard Townsend’s space. It is her room. It is my writing room.  Everything is here…my books, my notes….my boxes and boxes of 3X5 cards. They sit on the floor beside me awaiting the creation of scenes. Who is Angelica Grastende in 1926 to 1932?  She is a flyer…yes!!

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It is here that I live within my story: the next part of the dream I dreamt so many many years ago. I now live among the Mysteries.  I summon the Muses for assistance.

I look to the walls; Pat and my Mother smile inspirations upon me. Delores Hanney is there in a review published in The Venice Beachhead.

The desk at which I sit is a Chinese altar bearing talismans for lyrical clarity: a quill pen carved with mythical symbols leaning amidst crystals; an antique brass ruler engraved with dragons; a pen studded with jewels; amulet stones gathered from many places.  Beside me is a lacquered screen with carved gemstones in the shapes of flowers……mmmm….all of my treasures.

A pig with wings…’when pigs fly’ and I am at work. I am doing my work, with the gift I was given upon arrival here. It is my dharma. It is my quest.

This is what I believe and what I know.

24
May

Loretta’s Commentary on Destiny’s Consent

I did send you that text about book two and I love book two even more than book one.  It is very rich with details, reality, emotions, and characters plus an unusual subject area – the circus arts, clearly a dying art too.
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You might want to see if any Sarasota, FL, outlets might want to sell/distribute your book if that’s possible.  Sarasota is the home of performer Nik Wallenda on the tightrope and his entire family of performers.
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Angelica on the Trapeze

As I may have said before, it is probably the only remaining place that circus and aerial arts are taught in the public schools and there are several conservatories and schools for circus artists here, as well as the home of John Ringling and all of the B and Bailey circus companies.  The bookstores here carry lots of circus theme books.
I think it is very cool that I can ‘see’ your persona come through in reading your books – the magical aspect, the mystical angle, your humor, your perception of the deep ties between 3 generations of women and the different stages of their lives.  I’m not done yet, but I had to tell you how wonderful you are as a writer.  Keep it up, dear old friend.  I’ve been reading the book on the beach sometimes and I laugh out loud at parts of it.
13
Mar

Paula Jean’s comments

I woke to one of my neighbors shearing away my bougainvillea blossoms that had had the audacity to stray into her yard.  I felt sorry that somehow the floral exuberance did not enthrall her heart and soul…and blessed the dying blossoms and her….so I arose, not exactly thrilled with life and its circumstances on this morning.

I wandered into the studio, almost swooning with the scents of orange blossoms. I checked FB and discovered these three posts on my page by Paula Jean, an intelligent adventuress I met at a Butterfly Sanctuary and Garden in the hills above Montezuma, Costa Rica.

                 “I am thoroughly, completely enjoying your book, It is my perfect escape from all my worries. I have been dealing with fleas these days in FL and for you to write about the Flea Circus has me giggling. It is so perfectly written from the standpoint of this child. How imaginative, how delightful, and filled with drama and conflict, filled with descriptive images. I can hardly put it down, thank you for writing it and will no doubt read your second one. Such a treat to have met you and to now read your magical story. It took over a year for me to buy the book, but I suppose I needed to find myself battling fleas to time it right, LOL.”

                “I weep as I come to the end of The Gypsy’s Song. I should have ordered the second book at the same time. Now I must wait for its arrival. The story is captivating and filled with so much, so many parts that have influenced our lives. Small tangents that speak to me on another level. Perhaps I was a gypsy in a past life. The draw to Bohemia touches us both profoundly and I love all the small references to a larger philosophical belief, references to Jung, The Tao, reincarnation, oh so many.”

                 “I am reading a delightful book by Laura Shepard Townsend, titled Destiny’s Consent. I was fortunate to meet this beautiful woman in Costa Rica last year. Not sure exactly why it took me a year to pick up this book but so glad I did. It’s a beautifully written story. If you are looking for a great read, beautifully written descriptive story about Gypsies in S Ca in early 20th century pick it up from Amazon. She has a great web site too”

Needless to say, my puny mind has shifted from my neighbor’s actions to Paula’s generosity of spirit embraced within her words. For a writer and an artist, there is little better happenstance in this world….thank you, Paula….

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2
Feb

Definition of Destiny’s Consent from “Lions and Gondolas”

“OFTEN AS WE STAND in some uncertainty of what to do next, a great stroke of fortune can occur.  But how trite a way to express the profound and complex occurrence that will often transpire in our lives, without our even lifting a finger.

We call it ‘coincidence’, but in fact, it is the universe’s perfect orchestration of time — aligning many, if not an infinite number of elements, before the seemingly miraculous stroke of fortune, or ‘coincidence’ occurs.  To me now, I see life and its happenstances as a gigantic tapestry into whch the universe weaves an infinite number of threads.

Not until all of the threads are in place, can the great stroke of luck occur. I call it ‘destiny’s consent’ to explain the vast and plentiful miracles manifested by the universe specifically for each one of us.  If we just take the time to notice them.”

 

Laura Shepard Townsend
Lions and Gondolas: Book II of Destiny’s Consent

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2
Feb

A New Book

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To Begin my Storytelling:

Cast a spell
So as to call unto Psyche all Muses,
Ancient and Wise…..

As well as All Helpers
In the Invisible World

18
Jan

When She Has that Look in Her Eye

This is so much how I feel at the moment working on my next book, Angel’s Flight, the next book in the Destiny’s Consent series.  Of course, in her genius, Clarissa Pinkola Estes has captured it perfectly: a simple matter of spit and crystalline bones and balancing acts on fingertips..

“When she has that look in her eye, she is balancing a big cardhouse of ideas on a single fingertip, and she is carefully connecting all of the cards using tiny crystalline bones, and a little spit, and if she can just get it to the table without it falling down, or flying apart,  she can bring an image from the unseen world into being. To speak to her in that moment is to create a Harpy moment that blows the entire structure to tatters. To speak to her in that moment will break her heart.”
                                           Clarissa Pinkola Estes   Women Who Run with the Wolves

Currently I feel I am in the midst of casting a spell to summon muses, goddesses, and all cosmic helpers to assist me with my quest to bring those images from the unseen world into being.  I am a witch goddess crone….I stand at the end of the world to watch doors open and close, to watch the flight of flocks of birds, and to watch the magic of the world unfurl….I truly believe that reality is completely dependent on magical worlds.

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I just finished rereading my first two books and am so in awe of them…this knowledge pushes me to aspire to the same level, to return to the same place in which I dwelt when I wrote them.

No easy task…those eight years spent writing the first two books, were days of miracles and more miracles and then even more miracles to guide and to inspire me…golden light shimmering each of my footsteps so as to bring my words shiny and bright, garnished with the wisdom of destiny’s consent spit-fired with grand adventures.