Every woman is the Queen of her own heart She must decide how to govern her own domain. She seeks friends and allies that honor who she is now and who she is becoming. She has the power to create miracles. You can still join me for the QUEEN of HER OWN HEART Painting Series…
After 1000 broken vows
We will rise again. I promise.
Surrendering to the mystery
of knowing or not knowing.
ave you had the experience of the very AIR around you changing, seeming different- both in moments of bliss and pain? Times of miracles and grieving and transformations are moments when the air seems to me compressed and released and anointed with sparkle from On High. I have often wondered, since pain and miracles seem like something we can neither call on nor predict, but can certainly expect to show up -though with no idea when… is there a way to cause or call on the Sparkle from On High as needed? The answer of course is no and yes. Sparkle from on High is grace in its many sorted forms.
has a dream to live
a story to tell
a song to sing
a dance to dance
In the folds of your dress
your holy garment
I bury my head
Smelling the sweet fragrance of your love
My little hands hidden in the layers of fabric
I try to be consumed and folded into your dress
I want to disappear into your being-ness
I pull up a fold and surround myself with silken fabric
Soft and giving, silky and strong
It is dark like your skin
and in these folds I can imagine
All the world is well and
I hear your soothing voice
speaking words of grace-filled wisdom
Medicine Woman holds tools for healing in her magic basket.
She dances in the moonlight and sings her prayers.
Medicine Woman knows herbs and signs, stars and sums.
She is between maiden and mother, mother and crone.
he architecture of living with possibility is hope and creativity, and the way to make it happen, is to CHOOSE it. Here is what I personally choose every day, I do it in the morning, and when I forget throughout my day, I just keep coming back to it. This creates the “field” of possibility thinking that I live from. Then when I encounter challenges, I am armed with my choices.
I’m Shiloh McCloud. Artist. Writer. Teacher. Entrepreneur. Revolutionary—depending on what hat I am on that day. Most days I am wearing my captain’s hat—which happens to be a cowgirl hat—at the helm of my sparkly pink ship, cruising around to different marketplaces, and ports of call. Some days you’ll find me at the art gallery.…
She wasn’t sure how long it would take
And she didn’t know just where she was going
But she felt she was on the path
Have you ever felt
not quite yourself around some folks?
Why is it that
to be wonderful
is not supported by everyone?
Do you ever feel like your being a success,
or just being happy
appears to be threatening to others?
Even those who love you. (And they really do)