I am ready to flower

Ready to feel the Power

the Power that comes from

strength built by trials

by hard times

by scraped knee times

the kind of hurt that goes from

the Big hurting Wound to the warm cup of tea

the chair fit just for me

and the kind of friends that bring Glee.

THE soil becomes Richer

your SMILE becomes Richer.

….and all along you wished for the Pitcher

the Pitcher that would hold your stems

keep you controlled, safe, lit with fake sunlight.

Let that Pitcher shatter

let it all turn into the Most Beautiful Picture

the Most Beautiful flower you could imagine

free of all restriction.

free of depiction.

Just Being

Just Glowing

Knowing that she is a magnificent flower

and no one can stop that Power

-Lauren Lauren

(original post: Aug.2017)

Message in a Bottle…what is it you ask..what is in it you ask? The Message that has travelled so far, rode the waves great distances to wash up on your beach, catch your eyes and wind up in your hands..words for you?..They Must be!

Here we go……

tIS LOve we all seek…friends, family, strangers…; in our time here on Earth we want belonging..we yearn to speak the same  language..not English or french or Japanese..not those languages..but a language of the heart..I do believe there is one that is really quite simple and it is based in feeling.

Like a Brain in your heart..it sends out signals..receives messages and your whole body reads them and feels them, we must only learn to listen. LISTEN TO THE HEART.057

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“And she LISTENED to her heart, because that is what she knew to do”.

– THE ANCIENT AVATAR

(Original Post: Aug. 2017)

What is it about Light that makes us feel safe. In some ways the darkness keeps us more hidden…. unless of course you are a star… or mother moon or any glow in the Dark object or a flashlight turned on or…..OK,i’ll stop there.

So I realllllly STOP…to think about this;  Because I really do wonder,   …and the first thing that comes to mind is SIGHT. I can see my surroundings when there is light.

So then I close my eyes and recognize all the other senses that need to kick into gear for my survival.

My ears perk up….my nose breaths in deeper..I become hyper aware of just how important my hands are to me in getting me around without donking my noggin or falling flat on my face. My feet will also move in a much more cared for manner. Slower steps, placed more gently in humble movement, probably in a thought out direction.

and My VOICE..I will probably use that a lot more and be aware of my words ..the vibration they create.

So now I SEE. I understand that in my times of darkness I am being taught of my own gifts…  of the power I was born with, the strength in sensitivity, vulnerability and deliberate action.

Through the Dark times I learn to build my own inner fire…so that I may light my path and then be a light house for others. I will not be as afraid of the dark as I once was.044

May we move through the Darkness and COLLECTIVELY build the kind of Light that makes Heat..the kind of heat that makes DIAMONDS.

– THE ANCIENT AVATAR

(Original Post: Aug. 2017)

It looks like this for me at 5 in the Morning…. and the thoughts on my mind… Not much on THIS morning. The more time I find for stillness;mental and physical, the more I allow for PEACE; Pieces of me find their rhythm, a steady heart beat, a mind as clear as glass.. ready for flash images of new ideas; A word, a tune, placed gently at my ear, put neatly on my tongue . I cherish that which lifts the spirit, that which stokes the creative fires within. PATIENCE..it brings me Sanity and a feeling of progress, connectedness a glimpse….

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     ……of WHOLENESS.

Lauren Lauren

(Original Post: August 2017)

Begin

The beginning of something new is here. It has been inside  all along and is now ready to emerge, to have space, to be viewed, to breath life and take flight.  Come along on this Journey with me. Hold on for the ride, Or don’t, and free fall…spreading your own wings into Freedom.

Falling into Freedom…………………

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“Here is where we are, until here becomes the past and a breath of your future”.

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JESSICA LAUREN IULIANELLA

3 years Ago

3 Years ago, August 8th 2017, I made my first blog post on my newly created web-page, this one! AncientAvatar! What a Journey it has been. My Art and Words come from my Heart, from my own personal experience, and I share with compassion; Knowing, Life gets hard, life gives love and takes it away, life strips you of what you thought you knew and can turn you in so many directions you may lose sight of which way is up.

But this I have come to know: 1. Sometimes things or people or experiences, are there to show me what I am not. 2. There is a light inside of me that needs to be tended to and from this knowing and growing, I will come to know the greatest Love of all. And to narrow it to 3 points, for the sake of this paragraph, …3. There is only 1 of you, so take care of you, embrace what makes you unique,but also what makes you connected and whole; And, don’t be afraid to shine!

With gratitude for what has been, a certain Grace to be with what is, and the courage to move forward to what is to come, I say Thank-you for being with me along this Journey.

I have learned one thing for certain, if you look for the Beauty, you will surely find it!

So without further ado, will you join me as I pull out some of the Highlights and favourites of mine that have come to creation over these past 3 years…..

It began like this….

The Ark

12″ by 18″ 375.00 unframed framed: tbd

The Ark of Seasons change

The Re-arrange

Of times gone by

Children in the sky.

Filtered news, Rainbow Suns,

Cashew cheese, Hot cross buns.

Films to rent, Orange Brown Circus tent.

Long Lake days, deep Sun Rays.

Days of lack, days of Fortune

Burns and Baths, No sun lotion.

Risks of breaking,

Too much taking

And all the forgotten moments of Love.

It’s a Journey, let us remember

The dove.

LAUŘÉN LAUŘÉN

The Coffee Sit

12″ by 18″ 356.00 unframed , framed: tbd

Something about that sit

On the edge of a busy street

The road that leads to the water;

Windblown hair pointing it’s way to the beach.

It’s not the caffeine I want anymore;

It’s the presence among all that is

Moving and still.

The feeling that it is to be Alive

And a part of it all.

– Lauřén Lauřén

The Lake

12″ by 18″ 235.00 unframed, framed: tbd

The Breeze on my upper arm,

I had not felt in a while.

The wet water seemed to welcome me

and offer me its body temperature, like a warm welcome womb.

So I swim in her, and welcome back my innocence.

LAUŘÉN LAUŘÉN