Monday, October 10, 2016

Monday Battleships

I train at a conference for state-wide workers on "Dealing With Conflict" today. They re-named my training, "You Sunk My Battleship." (Insert sassy 3 beat drum line here.)

Friday, September 30, 2016

A new poem, a mile high

I love flying. I love defying gravity at take-off. I love guessing the moment the wheels completely leave the earth, and I love feeling the wheels touch down on the tarmac at landing. I purposefully let my body go limp so I can take in the full ride---skips, lurches and all. I look out planes similarly to how I look out at the ocean. Maybe it's the novelty, the O2mix or the trance-like attention commanded by wave after wave of new sensory input? *bing* Whatever the case, I especially love how a shift in perspective ushers in new experiences, new treasure for those of us who are present in those moments.

Great limestone bones lie dormant
within calligraphic blue shadows
and my spirit hovers
just this side of an ancient and indecipherable code
I look with wonder and long for the whole story.

This sky-down blue lake had just a few white boulders (?) at the top edge. I just checked the GPS on my camera and it looks like this is Pyramid lake. Wowee! (Even Marilyn Monroe swam there once.)
And how about this view North of Sacramento? That river runs all the way to Sacramento.

Monday, September 19, 2016

Subconscious Images

I keep this little microscope slide gem hanging from my dining room chandelier. I must have made it 10 years ago. But isn't it a precursor to the Oceanic Astronaut/Ethnospheric Diver? And it makes so much sense I would have a saltwater tank in my home....

Where are all the fish? In the hospital tank when I took this photo. I'll grab another one with the healed little cannibals soon.


California on my mind...

...the beauty.

...the weirdness.

...the memory of what it's like to live in one place and long for home.

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Coldplay Worth.It.

The first time we saw Coldplay was February 4, 2003 in this 3,500 seat auditorium. The second time we saw Coldplay was a few years later in September of 2005 where they played to 18,000 people at Sandstone Ampitheater. We saw Coldplay for the third time last week in Tulsa at the even bigger BOK Center. It was the band's 20th Anniversary of being together---and it is now part of our own 20th year of being married.

My Overgram illustrates how incredibly beautiful the night was. I thought I would put a few snapshots on the blog that I didn't put on Instagram.
Our seats were amazing---the best yet---and though expensive (let's be honest...after Sting/Peter Gabriel, I'm sure expensive is forever blown), I am sure we paid among the least in our section. We have never waited that late to purchase tickets so we were pleasantly surprised to see the seats were held to be released at random for face value in order to ward off scalpers. The seats we looked at early in the day were 2x what we paid and in the nosebleed section. We felt like we won the lottery!

Here's how the crazy day went: Cody woke up in Garden City the morning of the show. He only had 3 Litho cases but the Dr. scheduled a few surgeries before the Lithos so we were not sure it would even be possible to make the show. We knew Cody had to be on the road by 2pm or we were not going to get to Tulsa in we held off on buying the tickets. I couldn't take it anymore so I finally called Cody at 1pm and asked what it was looking like. He had done 2 of the 3 cases. I went into my 1pm session and by the time I was done Cody had texted he bought two tickets and got us a hotel. Cody made no stops in the Diesel truck on the way home. I finished my sessions, got home threw my overnight stuff into a suitcase and waited with the car backed into the driveway. Cody drove up and we jumped in and drove like mad! Doors opened at 7. We knew there were 2 opening acts but we were sweating it out when we arrived at 8:30. Coldplay took the stage at 9. It was thrilling PERFECT timing! When we finally hit the sack at 3am (we had to go out for drinks with UJ afterward!) I mumbled something or other about "this day would not have been possible without our ability to tolerate ambiguity."

I really freaked out on this OA/ED effect. See Martin laying on the stage far left? They projected two images of him on the front screen for the ladder effect.

The round stage at the end of the runway had this swirl projected onto it so when the image was projected on the front screen it looked like it was "swallowing" Martin, who eventually laid down on it!

The confetti and streamer cannons were so great! I wound up with the orange ones wrapped around my neck. Martin acknowledged the party idea for this tour came directly from Wayne Coyne and the Flaming Lips (exactly what it reminded me of but on a much larger scale) At this mention people began pointing out Wayne Coyne who was there and can be seen in some of my photos. He was sitting directly across from us. Cool! 

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Psalm 40 In My 40th Year on Earth

I will sing a new song!

I waited patiently for the Lord;
    he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
    out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
    and gave me a firm place to stand.
He put a new song in my mouth,
    a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear the Lord
    and put their trust in him. 
---Psalm 40

Finishing School for Modern Women + Mandalas with Melanie

I had another awesome experience with Jill and several beautiful, new friends at the Finishing School for Modern Women tonight. I am always amazed by the power of human connection...experiencing it, witnessing it, honoring it. THIS is how we were designed to learn about ourselves---to be in relationship, to be connected, to share, to grow! I promised the class I'd find a way to get my mandala videos back online (since I left FB and the group had to be terminated, too.) tonight, so here they are! I will also post additional examples of each kind (my own or my friends'---not clients) in the coming days.

Here is the Free Association Mandala: 
Free Association Mandala from Melanie-Pearl on Vimeo.

Here is the Mindful Mandala:

Mindful Mandala from Melanie Cloud on Vimeo.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Oceanic Astronaut/Ethanospheric Diver Finished

Finishing a painting like this feels so amazing. I know when it's done. I know when it's good. Only because of the magic that happens in that moment. I can never say when it's going to happen...or the details of how it just happens.                                                                 The rush of feelings in that moment are something akin to the resolution/renewal/restoration/refresh/rebirth that happens after engaging the ambiguity/trust/tolerance of any encompassing process. It reminds me anxiety is just a feeling...not necessarily truth. It reminds me of the purpose in process. It reminds me there are things at work which I cannot see or know or understand. It reminds me to engage the moment, to stay curious.

Chloe says this star looks like it's running with a gold streamer.

Letting go is also part of the process. I love when a painting transcends my own meaning/purpose. I am always relieved when a friend purchases my art and I know where it lands. I can go visit it if I need to remember/be near its resolution again. I am grateful to Amy and all of the opportunities she creates for me (and others). She inspires me to be a better patron, myself.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

The Banquet, 1958

I got to take my kids to see my favorite gallery at the Art Institute in Chicago. As I dried my hair at the hotel that morning I anticipated seeing the Cornell boxes and this painting:

Why this painting, of all the masterpieces at the CAI? Though I try, I can't put it into words. I know it has something to do with the thin veil.

Remember the magical night (Sept, 2015) I stepped out of Mom and Dad's front door to find this?
Both Magritte's painting and the experience I had while snapping this photo are something I continue to feast on.

Friday, July 15, 2016

My heart goin' boom, boom, BOOM!

"Son," He said, "Grab your things I've come to take you home."

I loved hearing Solsbury Hill live. Peter skipped like a child across the stage as he sang it. Sting sang along with the backup singers. They were so happy and having so much fun. So awesome to see the expression in Gabriel's face is still there...even after singing the song for 30 years!

Music is such a healing gift. I believe it heals through bilateral stimulation and hearing to get the brain parts/somatic states integrating. I am grateful my dear babe "gets it" with me.