Month: March 2023

Celebrating Women

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In Respect and Praise of Women.

Celebrating Women

In Respect and Praise of Women,

we celebrate around the World,

Women for Women, Men for Women too-

Men enlightened by the Spirit of Love-

true and genuine, ringing true.

Women dress themselves in Colours,

many Colours- bright or subtle Hue-

Bodies and Auras, Minds and Hearts

like the shades and tints of Blue-

calming, comforting, resilient too.

The Divine Feminine is Ever Present

in this Realm our Souls are passing through,

ever creating and evolving Life being

and becoming, Celebrating Life as we do.

(for March 8th on the Global Calendar)

March 3, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Food Is A Global Language

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There is love in this food made by family and friend 💕✨

Food Is A Global Language

Food is a Universal Language,

a Language well understood by Animals

that giving and receiving conveys.

Food is a Universal Language,

a Language understood by Humans as well-

growing, preparing raw or cooked, hot or cold,

made and served with indifference

or enchanted by a wholesome love.

Like plants know soil, water- bodies do too,

communicating good or ill health.

Food speaks of pleasure, nourishment, health,

artistry and whether or not we care.

March 2, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Imprinted Kisses

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Waterlily Photos I took- wading through mud and slime to take

Imprinted Kisses

In all things of Nature

are the Imprinted Kisses of the Divine-

that Intelligence of Design,

the Wonders of Change and Growth,

that Energy creating Dualities,

creating Relationships and Relativities-

the Unseen creating the Seen-

Imperfections allowing Perfections,

a Dot becoming a Square,

the This Here and That There,

and Our Kisses saying We Care.

March 2, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Pastimes 4

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This is digital art from my hobby photography. I am a retired floral designer.
I call these my Number Doodles.
Playing with Numbers, I began my own meanings to them.
On the right is more Number play adding my own meanings to them. Ti the left are some of my Number Shapes I created on my desktop. I am pretty much Math illiterate, a psychological block one might say but it would be so much more fun if I was Math literate. I explore many Arts and Crafts so play with Numbers that way. 🤩😍💕✨
Some of my weavings as personality portraits for family and friends…
More Personality Portraits for Family and Friends
And a few more…
Acrylic paint, beach glass, digital art… I have four large canvases waiting for acrylic paint or oil paint or both but will wait till the Spring warmth or early Summer to play with them outside because of the fumes they give off. I wonder what these canvases will become…🎨🪄💕✨

Glimpses of Past Times and Places

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glimpses of past times and places- thanks for this James Webb

Glimpses of Past Times and Places

With ever an attitude of gratitude,

I closed my eyes, put ego to rest

and felt my way through Time-Mists…

I passed by Local, International News-

those Future World History Lessons-

here and there slanted like towers

built toward egos with myopic views,

some News recorded, distorted, confused,

Events staged, enacted, reported, like Plays,

Histories forgotten, deleted, erased…

I moved through the Mists feeling

my way, seeing through Ancient Eyes…

I moved past the births of Western Cultures,

past the beginnings of Rome,

past the beginnings of Greece…

I flew past the Middle East,

past Moses, the Pillars of Light Spaceships,

past Abraham, the War, the Promised Land…

past the beginnings of Egypt-

past first Egyptians after the Flood

and the Great Pyramids designed and built

by a Technological Atlantean Race,

designs even elsewhere in Space…

When Egypt was born, India was Old.

I saw many a slow rise and fall

of India’s changing Civilizations…

I saw Ancient Star Wars, Wars

In the Heavens, the Reptilian Nagas-

those Colonists too, not from here…

I saw the Off-World Race with skins of Blue

like Krishna, a man of flesh and blood,

a King and Spiritual Teacher

Awake, Adept, Enlightened…

I saw a World of Space-crafts-

some called Vimanas in India,

some called Dragons in the Orient,

other names of flying ships in the Americas-

a World explored, inhabited, evolving

in Climate Change even then…

I saw a World of Giants-

Giant Animals and Giant Humans,

Animals now displayed, Humans hidden away.

I stood with the ‘Sons of God’

and the Female ‘Goddesses’ too-

Awakened, Remembering Spirit…

From there, I saw Mars at War

and before, Sirius and the Pleiades

and much more- Life exploring Star Systems –

Worlds of Strange Beauty too…

When I returned to This Here and Now,

I opened my eyes, humbled in gratitude…

Ah, but skeptic ego jumped up and said,

‘Was it all just a Dream?’

Then I remembered a wise old song

often repeated, recently heard-

‘Row, row, row your boat

gently down the Stream…

merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily-

Life is but a Dream.’

March 1, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC