With all this snow outside, I thought I would share my first Christmas photo shoot with you! Thank goodness the sun was outside because the snow is very cold! Unlike my older brother, Chert, I DO NOT love sitting in the snow! He, however, would just sit in it for hours, as I was told! I wish that I had met him, but that defeats the whole reason I am here, doesn’t it? Because I am Chert’s Gift to the family he left behind when he went home to be with his Master. The children in the neighborhoood Chert grew up in used to call his Master “Mr. John” which made him smile and fill his heart with joy. Children have a way of doing that, as I so love when the piano and art students come to visit!
So, my first Christmas was fascinating as the artificial Christmas tree stood positioned between the living room and piano parlor entryway. This cut my running route off, so I had to learn to scoot through the sides of the tree! I thoroughly enjoyed sliding on the tree skirt positioned underneath the tree atop the wood flooring! The ornaments and lights became fascinating to look at, and staring at them for any length of time began to mesmerize me! I must confess I did bat at a few of the ornaments, but much prefer my catnip toys! When gifts were opened, I enjoyed playing with all the ribbons, tissue and wrapping paper – not to mention the boxes were fun for jumping in and hiding inside!
My most memorable experience that first Christmas was the beautiful music, colorful lights and warm feeling of pure love surrounding and enveloping the season. As a natural wayshower myself with born intuitive instincts, I feel this intoxicating love and kindness within me and surrounding me and enveloping me with such joyous, peaceful tranquility. We angelic animals are here to assist in transmuting and transforming these man-made, inconsistent and damaging thoughts, words and actions into joy, peace and love. Chert knew it. I know it. We have to assist in being the light and doing the work to bring about restoration to our world one loving thought, word or action at a time.
“If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion.” Dalai Lama
“One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore.”
Today is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad as the Psalms express throughout their various expressions of keeping Joy in our lives. While living in Long Beach, California several years ago, my mother, Connie had her birthday on April 14th which was Good Friday that year and passed from an aortic complication to her heart on April 16, Easter Sunday. She had just turned 54. Our bond transcends limitations as it is heart – based, yet her physical presence and counsel, laughter and wisdom are sorely missed in my life. Mom was my cheerleader, encouraging me on my artistic path. When my car accident occurred, it was truly a miracle that I survived, let alone still had the use of my arms, legs and hands as well as mental, physical and spiritual healing. A great part of me died when she passed. Yet, through these experiences I have still focused my creativity in an attempt to rekindle the broken, scattered pieces of my life.
Following are some art pieces I have created throughout my life, some donated, some given as gifts, some available for sale, and happily accepting commissioned artwork from photography utilizing various requested mediums with various works included in this posting. Feel free to contact me if interested at: lorid.loriginals@yahoo. com, via the message on the website or look at my profile for more details.
“For Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not yet seen.” Hebrews 11:1
The main posting photograph is an Altar Cloth with applique, sewing and beadwork, with sequin and ribbon created for St. Vincent de Paul Church in Vestal, NY which was our home place of worship. The altar and tabernacle cloth below are displayed for First Holy Communion every year, and ironically left out for Mother’s Day the following Sunday in my mom’s memory. Hundreds of hours were put into the tapestries, a true labor of love.
My Godfather, Frank Hranek, or known as “Kristnetata” in Slovak, passed from leukemia. I created an oil painting of Cayuga Sunrise Memories with his classic Chris Craft mahogany boat . The painting was donated to Lourdes End of Life Hospice in his memory. Another labor of love toward a man who continually gave from his heart.
A year prior to my Mom passing, I painted an acrylic of my parents, but a spiritual interpretation of their heavenly essence on the other side of the veil and gave it to them. I think between the painting and Chert Dog, Dad gradually adjusted to his devastating grief as my Mom was truly an earth angel! I still hear about her great assistance in encouraging and praying with others and her random acts of kindness from people I have never met before. Mom often wore flowers in her hair and radiated pure joy!
Grandma Marge and Grandpa Eddie Stolarcyk had a home in Port Charolette, Florida with the canal behind them, the harbor beyond them and fruit and flowering trees everywhere! When we would visit, we were delegated to pick, pack and transport grapefruit when there were not shipping constraints. These amazingly grapefruits were disfigured on the outside but surprisingly pink, sweet and extremely juicy on the inside – as Grandma would say, Nector from the Gods! When Grandma had to move to assisted living, I painted an acrylic of her home on Bangsburg Drive as it followed her around the entire nursing facility from room to room as she began to transition. It is donated to the nursing home for their assistance in making the last few years of her life as precious as possible. We were blessed with Jose, an employee who became Grandma Marge’s “boyfriend” and who would learn to say to her every day, “Ya ti muc, muc, muc lubiem!” which means in Slovak “I love you very, very, very much!” It is her faith which has instilled in me overcoming all obstacles in the pursuit of my dreams and allowed for “My Father’s Greatest Gift: Life Lessons from a Black English Labrador Retriever.” She was my first editor and known to all as “the word lady” as well as Mrs. Hallmark, who remembered every anniversary, birthday and holiday. She was Perfection Personified in a Pure, Loving and PINK Way!
Grandma Marge was quite a party lady in the day, and I found golden bead trimmed party dress of hers and decided to paint a hummingbird with acrylic on a piece of of the dress material and used the beadwork to frame the quilted piece. This one is for sale. You may contact me at: lorid.loriginals@yahoo. com, via the message on the website or look at my profile for more details. (Commissioned work available upon request).
I enjoy incorporating my painting on material and quilting it into wall hangings. I’ve done it for years. Following are a few more examples of my craft. The Taughannock Waterfall well as the 1957 Pink Packard Pet are for sale. You may contact at: lorid.loriginals@yahoo. com, via the message on the website or look at my profile for more details. (Commissioned work available upon request).
The further examples of my artwork and quilting and not available for sale.
Additional samples from pastel, oil, crayon and pencil to painting a nativity scene follow.
As some of you may know, I also give private piano and art lessons and have also done painting parties. Usually, my piano students also take art lessons! A few photos below. Feel free tocontact me for more information at firstname.lastname@example.org, my website or see my profile for more information.
And of course, the children just adore Jaco Kitty! What a “ham!”
Living By Faith
“We do not lose heart, because our inner being is renewed each day even though our body is being destroyed at the same time. The present burden of our trial is light enough, and earns for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison. We do not fix our gaze on what is seen but on what is unseen. What is seen is transitory; what is unseen last forever.” 2 Corinthians 4:16-18
This past summer, we went up to the family cottage and I met my new cousin, Dugan, a Wheaton Terrier. We became friends right from the start! He was still a puppy, so he did test my nerves a bit, but as soon as we both went into the lake and swam together, things were great! We lounged alongside the sloping grassed bank of the lake and took naps. Then, we went swimming again! Chris and Lori went swimming with us, too. Then, they took me for a canoe ride. I used to be able to sit up in the canoe and look around, but my legs were sore, so I just laid down for the ride.
The real surprise came later that summer when the side door to the house opened up and cousin Dugan’s family came inside with a crate, food, treats and toys and they LEFT cousin Dugan in his crate in the basement! Well, since I will not do those basement stairs anymore (long story…), I waited for my family to get home. Then, cousin Dugan was out of the cage and running around everywhere! What was going on?! Finally, I learned that cousin Dugan was staying over for a few days while Chris’ family visited Papa and Bobci on the St. Lawrence River at Cape Vincent. Apparently, no dogs were allowed there either!
My extent of boating experiences has been sitting in the
middle of the canoe as we take our time circling around the small
lake. I have also sat on the back of the two-seated paddle-boat, but
find this not quite as comfortable. Even though I have not gone out
on the small sailboat, I have been on the front of the one-man yellow
kayak, which I have found to be the most comfortable ride on the
water by far. I can lie down and rest my head and even take a nap
and let Chris do all of the work. I find all of these experiences very
restful and rejuvenating at the same time.
The family has quite a collection of boats in their fleet which
are lined-up on the tiny-pebble shoreline. The nieces and nephews
and their friends have such fun swimming, swinging over the water
from a rope attached to a shapely willow tree called “The Lady of the
Lake,” playing on the floating dock, doing a little fishing or taking the
boats out for a spin. There is always much activity when everyone is
at the cottage. Sometimes, I take a nap on the shaded slope up away
from all of the activity. I find the fresh air and scent from the wild
vegetation surrounding the area to be very intoxicating and soothing
to the soul.
“Trust in the Lord with all of your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct your paths.”
Just as the sky reflections are mirrored in the water, our perception of knowing is being reflected back to us in order to question our integrity. As no two sunsets are the same, we are being asked to move beyond our familiar ways of thinking on the linear plane and move into a multi-dimensional existence. In order to take these new quantum leaps of faith, our familiar way of doing things is being asked to transform every day. This means that how we may do something one day will not be the same as the next. As our whole world is changing and evolving so rapidly, so will our response one day will be different from the next. This is not to be termed as being inconsistent. However, it is learning how to soar from one experience to the next as life is no longer linear in living, thinking and actions; we are now living in a circular multi-level existence, where timelines are occurring simultaneously.
“God will supply all of your needs according to his riches in glory.”
Like the various hues and reflections in the evening sky at Highland Lake, the peace of God washes over your soul. Timelessness is evident in the ever-changing weather patterns, color configurations within the sky, smoothness to waves of the lake and season changes from the trees. Time stands still in enormous pockets of peaceful awareness as the vibration and energy present speaks volumes to the depths of ones body, mind and soul. Feeling connected to the magical wonder of the lake, she speaks ever so softly to a place deep within about inner tranquility only apparent when one quiets the mind and listens with the heart.
“Whoever knocks persistently, ends by entering.”
And so I speak about the miraculous beauty surrounding us and ask that these precious moments we are so blessed to experience be treasured in our hearts now and always. For by asking you receive and by receiving you may find and by knocking the door will be opened up to you, when it is time. Timing, that is, and patience are the final factors necessary in creating miracles. You must be still and they will appear everywhere! And so it is.
“Life is a mirror and will reflect back to the thinker what he thinks into it.”
“Rejoice in the Lord always. And again I say, rejoice!”
As a second annual event, the various creative individuals associated with Highland Lake collaborated for an Art and Music Walk with various locations around the lake. Brigid O’Neill LaGier’s gallery featured in this posting was one of the locations to display a variety of unique pieces.
Included in the above display were Brigid’s mixed fiber, watercolor and oil paintings; colorful painted gourds by Bill Mihalko; watercolors by Carolyn Gilligan; fabric wall hangings by Joanne Nolt and The Tofino/Loriginal Series featuring Tofino Photography https://www.tofinophotography.com/ and oil painting interpretations by Loriginal Designs, which also included acrylic wall hangings and art cards.
Also featured was information about my book entitled “My Father’s Greatest Gift: Life Lessons from a Black English Labrador Retriever” where Chert Dog enjoyed many summers cooling off at Highland Lake, as expressed in “Swimming, Boating and Walking with the Pack.” http://www.loridmarchell.com/
There also were musicians around the lake with various gatherings throughout the weekend and fabulous fireworks to celebrate Independence Day! A wonderful celebration of the arts and the importance of family, friends and our beloved animal companions sharing time together makes Highland Lake a welcoming location to so many!
Another gathering of friends, family, pets and musicians singing along on a picturesque afternoon on July 4th. Cheers to all the talented individuals who share their gifts of creativity with such passion, flare and joy!
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him and he will direct your paths.”
During these most cleansing of times, our society is being brought to a place of recognizing that which is most important and that which must fade away. This is beyond our human understanding, which is the necessity of relying on our heart-centered inner knowing awareness, focusing on that which is unseen but known within the heart and built upon a firm foundation of rock. There is no fence-siting in these spiritually expansive times of our evolution. Great spiritual discernment of our truth is paramount in remaining diligent in our convictions and relying on our collective resources as meeting our infinite intentions.
“Sometimes God allows our hearts to be broken so that he can beautify our souls.”
Connie A. Mitchell Marchell
Like in the times of Moses, we as a light working community are being called to do our work without straw, as it were. We possess the answers and solutions within ourselves and are being asked to collaborate and work together in building our new foundation which is a value system based on our ability to love and forgive one another. That’s it. So we must dig our heels deeply into Mother Gaia and root ourselves in the highest healing vibrating frequency known in the galaxies – LOVE!!! I cannot emphasize the sheer importance of this one concept enough!
“Watch for the darkness to fight you like never before, and watch for The Field of harmony to invade everything. It’s almost like the beauty of Mother Nature is starting to affect humanity as well. The Field will try to create symbiotic systems that work together with compassion and beauty. It’s going to change Human nature and we’ve said that before as well. Hang in there, old soul, and expect good things no matter what you see or expected in the past.”
through Lee Carroll, the Original Kryon Channel,
Expect Good Things
From Kryon Live Channelling, “The Field—Part Two”
August 2016 in Anchorage, AK
Some of you have read my encounter with a glimpse to the spiritual side in my previous posting about my Near Death Experience. I must once again re-emphasize the surreal, saturation and healing intoxicating powerfully mesmerizing magnitude of this most powerful energy of LOVE!!! In my brief 3 day heavenly encounter, it radiated from all the air, the sun, the trees, the garden, the butterflies, the flowers, my grandparents – all telepathic, all knowing, all loving, all embracing, all present – the gift of LOVE is ours and we must concentrate and focus on this most essential ingredient as a collective force in transmuting these old fear based stories, re-runs as it were, attempting to pull us back into the dark ages of lies, deception and untruths.
“But if it is of God, you will not be able to stop them, lest you find yourselves fighting against God.”
We chose to be here during this great time of manifesting and creating something new, fresh, pure and infinite! Let us all come boldly unto that throne of grace and find assistance in this time of need as we are one body with many parts and able to work together in crashing down these old fear based responses to reveal a new order: Let our first response be based on LOVE!!!