Showing posts with label mysticism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mysticism. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 23, 2019

Simply Put



Russian woman, Daria captured by Dmitry Nikitenko with his Nikon D5100 50mm 1.8

"Simple is a poem, simplicity is a concept, or a state of being within one's soul aware of all around in the round. It is circles that hold the worlds together in the belief in one, and all numbers including the most important one: zero. When you see this in a woman you've glimpsed the eternal within the ordinary... This is sacred mathematical skill my grandfathers and grandmothers taught by their presence in life." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 10/06/18 




Sri Lankan Bride ( Kandian Style ) Model is Sewmini Sew. 
photographer, Supun Bandara



21st century white woman. photo by Assaf Lazar.


This moment brings to the forefront of my memories yesterday wondering what today would look like, how it would feel. Well, here I am in that tomorrow glimpsing at a future I will never know. How will today be remembered tomorrow is dependent upon history and knowledge of it, and who we are as an individual and collectively where we do fit with the whole. The pity we feel in our young people is in their bearing: what they are unaware of. This unawareness is from a detachment engineered by the pieces left out in childhoods disconnected from the now, the land as mother, and play. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 10/06/18

Monday, October 22, 2018

As We Have felt, as I have dreamt.



“Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.” —Haruki Murakami 


FRUITION by Autumn Skye Morrison
acrylic on canvas, 2015. 24in. by 48in.


"...The feel of elegance in what a woman wears a man will not know intimately, but perceived by the grace of her movement and the care in her kindness he understands..." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories



Medicine Wheel created by Jacqueline L. Robinson 


Holy Love and the Art of Receiving. Gentle space and time, as we transition at very deep levels from within. Opening to allow Love to find the voids and fill the cracks. Feeling her warmth, purity, Presence. Allowing Life to move as she will. Breathing LOVE. 💜 ~ Jacqueline L. Robinson 

IN Honor of LIFE: listen.


Alessandra Belloni by Hasan Bakr, Jan. 9, 2018.


"Listen to the sounds you cannot hear hearing what others may, or may not hear. At some point, Your honest is clarity, your clarity is gratitude. ~ Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories [10/22/18]



FRINGE CREATURES
© Chiara Fersini, artist

FRINGE CREATURES
by Melissa La Flamme


Wisdom ways say,
don't tell.
Show.

Embody.
Smell.
Move.
Breathe
fire.
Sing honey
rising
from the wellspring.

Notice strong
what residue
lingers
on your damp soul,
what releases
a perfectly
discordant note
off the chart
of your everyday
transactional reality.
What surprising riff
alights
psyche's
true
musk;
incites
a rumble
of courage
in you, as you,
crashing on waves
of ancient anger
running pure
now as protest
to overthrow
everything about you
not authentic,
not of soul.

A revolution
you are,
down and dirty
on some wholly, holy
quest
to call in,
reclaim,
protect
and cultivate
all of you,
your one messy life.
Ruthless in its terrible
Beauty.

Discerning,
calling home
your true nature
from every
other
contortion
is what you do
til you don't;
til Mystery
unhinges you,
frees you
from daylight's
mind-chains,

til the trap door to
crazy-wisdom
creaks open
and chaos
wafts
on ancestral winds,
revealing
abandoned buildings
strewn with
burnt-out bodies
of old lies,
waiting for release.

Ask Impossible
questions,
the real ones
you've avoided
til now.
Ask those Others
who meet you
when you're not looking.

The Ones
on the back roads
dusty with wander,
harbingers of a dangerous
liberation—
rare animals with attitude,
fringe creatures,
sovereign,
free of answers. 


© Melissa La Flamme, 2016, 2017 


Melissa La Flamme's book, "What You Are For: Inciting A Revolution In Your Soul," is available on Amazon. http://www.amazon.com/dp/1478753250


Friday, August 17, 2018

the deeper





1st thing in the morning is expectation. The more potent your energies at any age sex engaged in the euphoria of waking up alive from sleep, the more power you have awakened. Sleep is the 'little death', as ancient Hebrew's taught each waking soul in their perceptions of the world around them. It is in the mystery of living that invigorates and the imagination to take pleasures from it while immersed in the elixir of vitality that is Aleph. ~ Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories [August 10, 2018]







Quietness is its own solace, a state of awareness. In a woman, it comforts, in a man it is a different kind of force. Merged the union is quietness. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories [August 10, 2018]
























Black American women defy definition. At the same time, defy the logic of intentional oppression and come out of fires transforming all within them! This is a mysterious force in their natures... - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 8/10/18



"Red haired sexy Black woman, like this, are by nature forceful and in their beauty the powers of it feel tangible. It's really something and hard to grasp logically!..." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 8/10/18 




Sunday, April 1, 2018

Painting what WE Know.




To trust ourselves is an art. We are unsure after so many breakups with our beliefs. To trust oneself is a difficult love affair. Religion, society, politics have broken our hearts. Burned by our beliefs, we are exhausted. But our knowing has never died. Ask yourself right now: "Whom do I trust?" "Do I trust myself?" "Do I know things that nobody can prove?" - Durga Holzhauser (Feb 22, 2017)



Durga Holzhauser said,
"Creativity is inherent in the fireball of this universe, it is for you too.
You were created by all elementary particles of the universe."




Friday, March 9, 2018

Without!




It is invisible the possibility of becoming a Lady from a Woman. Its invisibility is self-induced, and publicly supported by concepts of womanhood that exists to rate women by the species of canines, not the Goddess Power, a birthright! This simple explanation tells a story when it becomes the riddle of a woman's existence. In that frame of reference existence comes to play with the alarm of being just someone men want to have sex with, sans the knowing of who she is alive!

As a side note, I use the French word, sans, on purpose. To English speakers the scattered use of French words by better educated people is a way of being better than most, but it does not compensate for what is missing in their thinking, if they believe this ploy is important. It says something significant. If a word is an unknown many pull out a dictionary, or Google it; others find the mysterious concepts are either too much to bear, and not worthy of exploration if it is too hard to be introspective. This laziness is the death of a promise we are born into for this lifetime.

Explore your days upon the Earth, our Mother. It is your right to become a Sacred Woman in a crude world minimizing the art of the The Return of the Divine Feminine!! There is more, but let us stop here!!! - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories [10/23/17] 




Portrait of a Woman, who may or may not become a Lady.
The loss would be hers to suffer with when an awakening arouses the soul to remember her Self!
- Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 10/23/17  



Friday, January 26, 2018

Secrets before...




Secretive women, private in their nature, call men to them, who think beyond themselves into the light of who they are becoming. These women need that to grow the way plants need shadow as well as light. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories


Tantric lovers


Warrioress armed with reason.







"The Earth, our Mother frees the nature of play within a body naked to the elements." ~ Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories (photo of Nancy)

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

A Story from Women



absolutely beautiful red haired woman in 2015.


Absolute is an often misused word to the point that users of the word are void of understanding what absolutes are. To say a woman is absolutely beautiful is to indulge in the mysterious affect of delving into what makes beauty and beautiful accessible to the common mind. The two come from high places and need to be regarded thus.
Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
Jan. 24, 2015


exotic red head woman's hair braid lends to her mystique.


naked red haired woman playing with emotions.


A man said to a boy who thought he was a man these words:
"The emotions women can play with are ours. Who we are determines the mercy, if need be, the Gods of our creating will show to us, but who men in this predicament preying on women should hope for mercy from are the women they think they have taken advantage of. But, bragging about our prowess as sexual masters is no good. In the hands of a dark woman, meaning dark of intent and skill, the best of men with a pimp's mentality are toys in the estimation of a sorcerer. You see beauty can disguise dark intent and an idiot caught up with his dick is nothing to compare himself with in the larger scheme of his undoing.
It takes wisdom and skill to master one's body of emotions. Unschooled in the ways of magic and self-control most men are, or go through the periods of their lives believing they are the 'shit' in bed with women. In fact, they were played with. The indication is in the sloppiness of technique. I am not speaking of knowing sorcery, but knowing how things work and knowing how to control their spirit with knowledge of the who and the why of their existence. In plain language a man who knows his purpose is not easily tricked into giving up his essence with aplomb. His strength is in his knowledge, not in what he wants to do between any ol' woman's open legs.
Let this be your lesson, your teacher: my words." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 1.24.15

Thursday, August 17, 2017

BEAUTY is MYSTERY.


Marisol Baez reclining within an elusive spirit of a beauty impossible to capture, but possible to praise and reflect upon. She is a Native woman (Taino) activist I met a couple months ago on Jay Winter Night Wolf's radio show about the march she was a part of. . . - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories (Sept. 2016)


"There is an elusive spirit to beauty poets capture similar in a way photographers can engage the senses to see what can move very fast from a base sense of a woman into an electric change and challenge to the sense of where the lines lie between beauty and character. How this relates to power is beyond being able to show strength. Spirit within talks to its attributes in lovely or beautiful ways as the mystic may say, or Beauty embodies what Spirit needs to see within Creation. Either way it is a mystery how beauty is to beautiful what intelligence is to consciousness. Consciousness raised by the spirit of a woman is potent and able to subjugate the feeling of being overwhelmed when thinking takes place and one discovery is that 'seeing' is reflection." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories (October 19, 2016)   



Tuesday, May 9, 2017

the pull of desire.




The part of a man attracted to women with shadows to their mystique made darker by the fear they conjure within the man's poor assessment of himself is attractive to her opposite. Many men don't know this as well as women do. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 4/30/17

















Right fit on a full bodied woman.



Monday, January 16, 2017

OWL & ASH


Finally get to release these images as they have been published in Surreal Beauty Magazine! This shoot was such an awesome collaboration! Taken at The Raptors in Duncan! - Sarah Bowman (Nov. 12, 2015)


Ash Gawiuk - Model 
Owl & Ash Gawiuk by Sarah Bowman Photography



Sarah Bowman Photography
Owl & Ash Gawiuk by Sarah Bowman from her editorial in VANorama Magazine

 

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Tips & insights


asana held upon the sand.


An invitation to feel reverence comes along easily enough in the presence, or at the sight of beauty, in a place of rest, near or within water and in the those moments when all elements of mysterious things come together in an instance.

Women do these things with ease. The right woman does it continually for the right man!


- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
8.18.16




A good wife in the kitchen has dessert ready for her husband before dinner.
Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
8.18.16


Thursday, August 18, 2016

TIME changes BEAUTY changes



Black Velvet
November 8, 2015 

 "The luxury of beauty, of being born, of knowing one's self, of being beautiful is being a woman enjoying these things; or so it seems reflecting upon how beautiful a moment, a woman is to what we know about Beauty." - Gregory E. Woods, (Dawn Wolf), Keeper of Stories 1.15.16



Mary Tyler Moore born December 29, 1936 tantalized and
charmed the country throughout the three decades.

 

Thursday, July 21, 2016

SHE teaches . . .


Lessons from The Garden



Jewish mysticism teaches us that each living being is a unique vessel bearing the same divine light. The vessel is our physicality, each one molded, chipped or fractured in a totally unique way by our individual experiences gathered in the passage of years in the physical world. The choices we make, the ability to forgive others and ourselves, the level of our own awakened consciousness helps or hinders the light we let shine. The light within is the source of all spiritual and religious traditions, such as those presented this afternoon, shining through different vessels revealing how much we all have in common. Where do we find the teachings that help us shine?

Many have read the book, "Everything I Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten." Perhaps a variation on the theme could be "everything I need to know I learned from the tree in my garden." I want take her lessons to heart. This wonderful teacher, tall and strong, stretches her huge branches giving shade not only to us but to the many finches and hummingbirds who gather in her shelter. From her protective being-ness, I learn presence. In be-ing, I remove myself from worries of the past and anxieties about an unknown future. Presence. Oneness. I breathe - therefore I am.

She reminds me that there is a natural order to living peaceably. When I look closely, I note that her strong branches emerge from her powerful trunk not in some haphazard way as it may first appear, rather her branches spiral out from the center in an ordered fashion, each one emerging distant enough from the one that came before to make sure the older branches have room to grow too and can access to sunlight for their leaves. From her symmetry, I learn about sharing resources which I need to practice more mindfully this year.

True - her roots do lift and crack the paving stones of our deck, but she was there first, and will be there long after we have gone. From her, I learn resilience and forbearance that I know serve us well as the increasing winds of rapid change blow through our lives.

I relish her silence. She is. At day's end, ever so easily, she loosens her grip on those leaves whose time has come. She releases them to make way for the new growth. Oh, at the end of each day, to be able to drop regrets, frustrations and upsets that cloud our inner light, as lightly as she releases her leaves. These are some of Nature's silent, yet obvious lessons we can learn when we still the busyness of or lives. by Heather 9.17.10





Maat Petrova advises, 'Keep beautiful, delicate things around you to remind yourself of how beautiful you are and to be gentle with yourself.' (11.22.15)




It became more apparent in my neighborhood that indigenous grasses and plants have a righteous gripe when I realized that my neighbors and I never water our lawns. Comparing notes we realized no one had imported grass! Our grass flows with each season easily from one to the next season. All we have to do is cut the lawn or not. I leave mine uncut as long as I can to enjoy the remaining insects that need the natural foods. 

As I understand it weeds are plants indigenous to an area. They, like the land, are not accepting or used to imported grass from far away lands so they get 'weeded' out as an enemy. Two of the qualities of indigenous grasses and plants is their ability to dig deep for water and their long history and understanding of the land they come from and thrive in. What they know seems to have given us food and a knowledge of what to eat at the beginning of each season. How they know what our bodies need each season is nothing short of brilliant! - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 7.10.14