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Sunday Soul Shining ~

Let today be a milestone day in your life. One that with all the successes & adversities in your life you might experience you find the wisdom to see that your soul is still shining bright.

One thing that cannot be ignored is nothing in this world ever stays the same. That is quite remarkable and I embrace the changes. Although not always changes I had looked for. This is a day to celebrate those changes, to embrace that which we thought might break us, but did not. That which will we know will keep us.

” Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase”

                                                               ~ Martin Luther King

Faith is allowing the soul to shine even when it feels impossible.

Searching Reflecting, Soul thoughts. Soul secrets. Soul shining on through.

Sometimes the light may seem to dim. I know it’s true. Yet that shining light never goes out. The dimming of the shining light is a gentle reminder that there are times certainly when the shadows in our lives threaten the way; but choice is ours in how we accept and navigate the shadows.

Recognizing they are merely shadows. Nothing more.

This is the time when my spirit takes over.

If I am quiet enough to listen my soul will shine again brightly enough to help guide me back.

So once again I go to search for the yellow moon and the red sun,  and I find with grace there is once again brilliant illumination.

I make that choice… to let my soul shine on through.

Let myself be guided by the spirit within. To find that gratitude inside myself for things that let me see the value in not just the day, but this very moment. This is extraordinary.

This is time I will not have again; and each moment, no matter whether with gladness or with sadness.

This is a  gift.

This very moment in time; So Many Souls are Shining Bright ~

Signature 2013

Still Feeling Groovy

 {Note To Reaeders: It might enhance the read if you open another tab for the utube link and have the song playing along. Just a tip}

I’m still Feeling Groovy….


It’s true, I have been feeling pretty groovy lately. The feeling has let me stay shining on through a few difficult times with flowing waters, not bumpy roads. I’m way behind in all sorts of ways in the blogs. I do hope you’ll ll cut me some slack as it’s been quite empowering but distracting writing and administrating for 3 blogs.

I owe a lot of this to a new blog that is out and around on WordPress. Maybe you have seen it. It originates in England, which for me adds a certain element of ambiance to the blog.

This new blog’s title is Cyklopps, it can be found at  http://geetoni.wordpress.com/about/

 I could share with you the history behind the name but I’ll save that for the blog’s founder and most often author to tell you. The thing about this blog that makes it different and makes it one that I cannot stay away from is that is all about the lovely halcyon days of the 1960’s and 1970’s.

Halcyon days is my perfect description as I sit and listen to my music from days gone by. How could I not but see those days as halcyon when listening to Simon & Garfunkel singing Randy Neuman & Harpers Bizarre’s song Feeling Groovy?

Simon & Garfunkel “I thought this was strangely cool” ~ BB

I wish I knew how to embed a video without having to upgrade my account for this blog. I’d love for you to be listening to the music as you are reading my post. Maybe another tab open?I thought about supplying the links to all the following tunes too but your Baroness is barefoot and exhausted from walking along the boardwalk of this incredible memory lane.


Unless you were around back in the day, and unless you were privy to the inside stories you would know this song only by its chorus. “Feeling Groovy”  Feeling Groovy is actually titled The 59th Street Bridge Song.,  yet we continue to think of as Feeling Groovy as the two masters sing to us, Feeling Groovy  I think it’s pretty safe to say that the man who wrote the lyrics will not mind that we continue today to sing “feeling Groovy: when we are in fact feeling pretty groovy.

Tripping down memory lane with the beat and rhythm of music from those days continues to prove to me how powerful the music of those days in the dark ages (as my kids like to tease ) was. Powerful, we had a message.

We wanted to “teach the world to sing in perfect harmony…” It was a time that my generation taught the world to love each other. Oh we so tired.

Were you there? Or were you not liking what looked to you as if my generation had been possed by the devil when they had not. In gact many people from that time found thier life long truthful faith. If you were there or not, or maybe have heard the stories over and over like my girl’s and grandkids have. Either way we are going to trip, (walk, jaunt, skip, trot, skip) down some musical memory chairs here. If you have half as much fun as I did than I know we are kindred spirits for sure. If you’re able to connect on any level we want to hear from you. Comme and hang with us at Cyklopps now and share your story, memory from “back in the days.”

Here we go my sweet flower children from the day.I’ve randomly loaded up my little girls stereo with 45rpm’s that are out of my girlhood collection. I do hope you enjoy…

“Land of 1000 Dances by Wilson Pickett” – he has me doing the “Pony” right here on my carpeted floor, and I can feel the music shaking me to my soul. “Nahhhnananan nanana… do the twist”

And then things slow down some with the The Stone Pony’s: singing me into a dream state withDifferent Drum”... Oh yeah…“I aint saying you aint pretty, all I am saying is I am not ready for any person, place or things….”

How about a bit of some “Bob Dylan” loving and romance in 1974 serenading me to “Lay Lady Lay?  ….”you’re the best thing that he’s ever seen….”

I listened to that Dylan song over and over, letting all that it reminds me of flood over and through me, just as the first day I heard it. I can remember where I was, what I was doing. Can you?

I cannot even begin to write for a moment I am so taken aback my memories. My emotions are so strong with the memories that come flooding over me. I am taken immediately back to the days when I would be out jamming in the parks with all the other community garage bands, playing, and singing.Yes me, your quiet and prim Baroness. “-)

Each song I listen to as I am walking down this nostalgic evening of poetry put to music floods different scenes in my mind’s eye. Poetry of my day, and if you were born anytime before 1956 I am willing to think it’s your music too. At least in some way.

Where were you when those songs were playing on your radio? Were you listening to the Billboard Top 40 like I was? Could you play name that tune, year, artist, record label with the best of them?  Were you waiting to see The Beatles on the Ed Sullivan show like I was here in the USA? T. If not you had all those great british rock bands that we so coveted, and you were no doubt coveting the American bands and their music.

How about “Sweet Talking Guy”  By “The Chiffons” I can type to the percussion of Sweet Talking Guy,…… “stay away from him…cause you know you’ll never win”    

Oh girls, we so needed to talk…

Walking through the music of the 60’s and 70’s is something I realized I never do enough. I feel so good afterwards. I feel like I can kick my heels up higher than I normally do. I so feel like I can catch those elusive notes again as I sing my along. Music does something good for the soul. Music that you can sing along with from your day’s back when is music that soothes the soul.

As Sly, & his family from; “Sly and The Family Stone” sing’s it so well….. …….”Different strokes for different folks…we gotta live together …..

Have some cool story to share, or a memory from the day?  Ever thought about doing a guest post? Let us here from you. Better now than never…. see Gerry from Cyklopps at this newest exciting blog @ http://geetoni.wordpress.com/about/




Artwork: Accomplishment Or Release?

I suppose there is something to be said about accomplishment. But it’s not accomplishments that gives me the sense of what I look for when being expressive through creativity. It’s the Release. The sheer emotional Release. They are two distinct, different things; accomplishment & Release.

Note to my Reader’s : The image of the  work above is NOT mine. I chose a random image from  searching on google. I cannot pretend,  or by being silent let you think this is my splatter work. But it sure looked fun~

This is my latest self discovery; the one that maybe I was searching for during my week’s hiatus taken a few weeks back. Taking time from being creative in any way was weird. But I did it. I did not even cook and create meals during this week off. I pretty much allowed all my senses to be snuffed. Dulled. I find a sense of accomplishment in many things that I do. For instance I love to fold clothes. There is something calming and relaxing about the act of creating one fold into the another. There is kind of almost a craft to it. It’s an accomplishment, albeit one I even enjoy. But finding that emotional release in creativity is completely different. Finding that release through expression that the soul feeds on is not always as easy as dumping a load of laundry into the wash and dryer. Or even hanging them on the line to dry in the fresh air.

While reading my favorite blogs during my week hiatus there was no sense of urgency. It was a fabulous gift to one’s self. I highly recommend it. I took longer time to read some blogs than I have ever before, usually committing the crime of just reading the current post and running. It was a real pleasure feeling like I had all the time in the world, taking all the time I chose to do whatever I wanted. All except being creative that is.

And why not?

Really, if I think about it there is never anything in my life on a regular basis that should ever cause me to feel that sense of urgency. That’s part of my problem I’m discovering. Through this self induced hiatus from all that I do with my creative wings I am discovering something about myself; I do most things with this sense of urgent, impending, immediate need to finish. To get to the conclusion.To accomplish. I do enjoy the journey most of the time, I like what I am doing either in composing words, or composing with art mediums. I enjoy the “doing”.  But I have just discovered that I do so with this feeling of “I have to get this done!” I have to accomplish this, and now!

It’s an anxiety I carry in my body, its in my shoulders that I find hunched up to my ears. It’s in my hands that I tend to squeeze tools too tightly like I’m about to lose the last paint brush or pair of scissors on earth. I sometimes come away from my desk having to pull my curled up  fingers out of the fist that has been created while working. All because I have to finish it RIGHT now. I’ll stay up days and nights to finish a piece if its taking that long because I am unable to set it aside. Taking a break now and then, setting my work aside and coming back with fresh eyes would only be a good thing.A good thing I could use.

But I am unable to convince the person who is in need of convincing.

….uh…yeah….that person would be me.

I have come up with a bit of an idea to maybe slowly move me into getting away from this need I have feeling that I have to accomplish instead of release through expression. Which is what I am aiming for. Expression being released through my creative wings is what I am after here without feeling this sense of urgency that I must finish it sooner than later. Why can’t I just be mindful of the time creating and enjoy that?

Knowing how I am and that I will need to still be able to have the chance to work as I always have is important. Making changes while I am not thinking of doing thing except like I  have always done is not going to help me at first. I will freeze. I have times where I absolutely crave working with paper, needing to express myself through my creativity. Any medium can be brought into the mix but paper has always been my number one passion. It was my first as a child and will remain my signature medium  to the end. If that makes sense. Even water-color paper fascinates me in ways I cannot explain.

  anyway,,, I digress….

My plan is to leave my normal work table as it is. I’m set up right now for creating greeting cards. I like to create a lot of my own elements too so I have a lot of supplies. I also set up a second work table in a different room. This table consists only of a few things right now. And that is part of my plan. To work with minimal tools and supplies at this table. Right now I have a bottle of white gesso, brushes, two 5″ x 7″ wrapped canvases, wax paper which I use to protect my work space, and magazine clippings I then encase completely in clear packing tape to create stencils for shapes I’m left with a water proof image that I can use on my collage for a stencil. What I chose this time for my image is a cartoon character that resembles pipi long stocking. The intent is to use something that has openings away from the image. In other words the tall body that I am using has space opening between her arms, and her legs, her neck, I will be able to see what the image is once painted around it. If I don’t have these open spaces the image is just going to look like a blob on the work. A blur. So practice first was necessary. I am going to use my pipi for my stencil while adding water-color around her body as the image. I’ll have the back ground painted and pipi’s image will remain clean and looking exactly like her image in sillohette.

That’s all I have planned.. The rest will come to me as I take my time and just enjoy the process. The release. No need to feel like I have to finish it any time soon. Or ever for that matter maybe never because this is my practice at attempting to create just for creating the release of my expression of passion for life I feel. That’s it! It’s not about accomplishing this collage, or the other one I have no plans for beyond the gesso layer I added to it as well. Every step is part of the process of expressing myself through the piece I will be creating layer by layer. I am enjoying the process and am feeling incredibly relaxed. In the moment, not thinking about what I think I should be doing next, or 3 or 4 steps ahead of where I am. It’s feeling very zen like so far, but I’m curious to see how well I do once I start layering some elements on it. Even the back ground normally causes me some state of grief. Not expecting it to marble the way it did, whatever it is I was not planning for.

Thinking only one way. Being more rigid like when you’re intending to be purposeful with your strokes or your cuts are all good in their place. And there are many times when its intended in my work. That’s my problem. I need to be able to let go sometimes and just not be so purposeful. “Let it just go with the Flow” as an old artist  acquaintance of mine would say. He was a friend I knew in the late 60’s and through the 70’s. An articulate poet and an extremely different artist. I always called him a folk artist, it’s a genre I love. He created a spiraling piece out of wire that he took one long piece and twisted it gently into a big spiral with maybe 8 or 9 tiers to it, all graduating smaller and smaller until it was almost not open in the middle inside the creation. He then covered the wire with tie – dyed (would you really expect anything different?) cotton. He named it The Floam and he gifted to our first-born. Our little miss A. E. slept for a couple of years with The Floam hanging above her bed in lieu of a traditional mobile. To this day she has the fondest memories of the piece andshe voices how much she adored the idea of having the artwork of someone we knew in her room even as a baby.  Our home is filled with fine art and folk art created by people in our life. It’s a good feeling to feel surrounded by these pieces. I wonder if they were done with a sense or a release of artistic expression, or a sense of accomplishment. Or maybe both.

Self Expression is a curious thing.


Times of Mine

One of the hardest things to do in story telling, scrap booking, memory keeping, and even as an archivist is telling your own story.

It is such an easy thing to just leave it out. Talking about, and telling your own story somehow initially seems self centered.We talk without a problem about our family, friends and critters. Saying anything about “ME” is not as forth coming.

But it’s so not that difficult. And it’s really important. If you think about being the one who for many years, if not decades, keep records, dates, and family history and not write about yourself feels right. But it’s so not right in leaving out the story-teller.

But are your future generations not going to wonder who you are/were?

Where is the author? Why no stories, no images, no thoughts even from the person who is doing the telling. Who is it that put those page layouts, story books, collages together? Who is it that created all these facts in this particular family in such fashions?

You know that leaving yourself out is the easy way. I get it. But take the road less traveled by yourself, do a few pages whether its writing about yourself in a journal, or creating visuals in the way and technique you love. Take photos of yourself and make certain that others are taking them of you as well. But if you do not have photos please do not let it stop you. The more important aspect of these kinds of projects is all in the telling. Just do what feels right and be creative. And because its your own story it will be just what we were looking for. Your story, told your way. 

If you’re stuck; May I suggest “5 Random Facts?”

Just Have Fun!

(When you have created something I’d love it if you’d share here with me)

The two page layouts are posted here in the spirit of what I was saying above. The idea of doing this at first felt really so silly I almost dd not do it. But one of the more well-known story tellers through photos and paper encouraged me and I am so grateful she did.

Remembering When ~ 1955

The Cemetery Club. 1955~****

©tjhelser 212

Story Telling ~ Paper Art Style

Thinking that having all my story pages, scrapbook layouts in one place would be a brilliant idea as a back up. All these layouts and more are in albums. It will take me years to upload them here at WP but as another gallery online its a perfect idea in my mind.

Along with hand crafted cards, collages,paper sculptures & carvings, home decor projects,multi=medium altered journals, and hand crafted mini albums, & story books are all  just part of what I see my Paper Art Gallery containing.

I also will be taking a bit of a risk. But a very tiny,  small one.

I hope that anyone stopping by enjoys something a bit different for my blog. Another side of me… if you will.

Hoping you all enjoy, or even better yet become inspired.


"Talking About My Guy ~ 2011


"I Will Always Love you' 2011


" Original Daughter"


Rockaway Oregon ~ 2009





These page layouts are all of my family. From my BFF, my husband of going on 42 years, YES! I said 42 years, to our two daughter’s who are our finest works, and our two grandchildren. Our granddaughter is 19 yrs old a freshman at The university of Oregon, and our grandson who is 12 years old and is going to be an NBS player & star.

Also included is our beloved Rockaway Oregon’s spectacular sunsets and my best galpal here where I live.

I hope you enjoyed this small glimpse into my small world.

Thanks for visiting and taking the time. ~


<©tjhelser 2012