New Work-‘Tangled Hope’-in memory of Michael Brown

Tangled Hope Original oil painting copyright HMBT 2009
Tangled Hope Original oil painting copyright HMBT 2009

 

Close up
Close up

even closer up
even closer up

 

and one arty farty angle shot just for fun
and one arty farty angle shot just for fun

 ‘Tangled Hope’

24″ x 18″

Oils

Finished sides, ready to hang, needs no frame

Now available on the web site HERE.

Here’s the quote for the work:

“There is no difficulty that enough love will not conquer; no disease that enough love will not heal; no door that enough love will not open; no gulf that enough love will not bridge; no wall that enough love will not throw down; no sin that enough love will not redeem . . . It makes no difference how deeply seated may be the trouble; how hopeless the outlook; how muddled the tangle; how great the mistake. A sufficient realization of love will dissolve it all. If only you could love enough you would be the happiest and most powerful being in the world . . .”

~Emmet Fox

Hello world, it’s me BAD! Kitty, I am back with new work to share. This ones a personal work of heart and soul for me. It is the first time I figured out something important, and forgave myself for not being able to do anything about it now. Lesson learned, live regret free, it’s all the freedom we may really have in this free will wholesale life. That’s good stuff, I know it’s just a painting, just some time spent thinking with paint out loud. It’s done to honor the passing of my Father, Michael Brown. I could not share many years with this Man, which I think we were both a little less, inside, for. He was my Father, and I didn’t get to say goodbye, I am sorry, it’s all okay. And the fact will remain for the rest of my life that I will not be able to do that act.

What I can do is live, better. Simple.

Make it right when you can, and if you can’t then still be able to, love, as a verb. I spent my whole life loving my Father, I never stopped. I always sent that energy into the world, as I still do for my Mother who is (19 years now) M.I. A. I can love them, by living my life and being what they made me to be…more, better, smarter than they were. That I now know what not to do, and I also know HOW freaking hard it is to raise kids now to adulthood…shit fire.

I know there is no way I can turn back time and fix stuff. And if I live with that on my heart and soul, it will eat me alive. Forgiveness is the only gift I have to offer myself for that fact. And to become wiser. Become more. Become. Continue.

When we meet again, these earthly issues will not matter, so why should I continue to hurt, will it help? Will it make time travel possible? Nope. Crap. I know he is not suffering any longer and that makes my heart heal a little bit more. Okay, then I still have to live with myself and all I can think to do is to say it, be it, do it.

This ones for you Dad. With my thanks and my honor in my open hand. This ones for you Dad, may you always be at rest in peace.  I’ll see ya later. Thanks for everything, really,  I mean it.

Whew, I tell you it feels uber good to get through and to the other side of perspective on this one.  My reality is shaped by my ability to maintain a hold on my perspective. Now I can move back  into my life again. It’s very uncomfortable to be an alien in my own mind. Wandering around…not getting much done and well…wasting air space. I feel reunited with myself through this…processes. It’s all good, I’m an imperfect human working hard to be the best me in each moment…always, forever reaching, learning and growing. True that.

Back to life…I need to make a sale Universe…you see, this is the low down,  there is no canvas in my humble studio, and I need some canvas man…I mean I need some canvas real bad. So…if you are listening Universe, I’m doing my part I am showing up. Every day.  Your turn. Thanks, I appreciate it.

Have a great weekend everyone. We are expecting wonderful weather and plan to all spend every single minute outside turning over the garden and getting some cold frames up for planting. I will have seeds in the ground by Sunday. Food! For Free, almost.  And so yummy too? What’s not to like about that? Good times!

Raw and Radiant,

Heather

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Thanks for being here.

PS. this is for all us parents out there…you are going to love this.

Rule 1 : Life is not fair – get used to it!

Rule 2 : The world won’t care about your self-esteem.  The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3 : You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of High School.  You won’t be a Vice President with a car phone, until you can earn both.

Rule 4 : If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5 : Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity.  Your grandparents had a different word for flipping burgers: they called it opportunity.

Rule 6 : If you mess up, it’s not your parents’ fault, so don’t whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7 : Before you were born, your parents weren’t as boring as they are now.  They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were.  So, before you save the Rain Forest from the parasites of your parents’ generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8 : Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT.  In some schools they have abolished failing grades and they’ll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer.  This doesn’t bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9 : Life is not divided into school terms.  You don’t get Summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF.  Do that in your own time.

Rule 10 : Television is NOT real life.  In real life, people actually have to leave the Coffee Shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11 : Be nice to nerds.  Chances are, you’ll end up working for one.

Bill Gates 

Words he can take to the bank everyday…the rest of us…well that’s not what this is about now is it? “We must train our minds for what the situation demands.” ~ Seneca…yeah,  true that. Retain the Will to live and you shall.

3 Comments

  1. iadiedee
    March 6, 2009

    awesome painting!!!!!

    Your words gave me chills. My father is still living but has disowned me and won’t speak to me nor hear anything about me without reacting in sheer rage. LONG story but I have left it up to God to heal. I’ve done what I can to fix this and it is up to my dad and God to find the balance again. Like you, I’ll never stop loving my father.

    sorry, didn’t mean to dump. Just really hit close to home with your words. HUGE HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGS

    You’re very talented in both painting and words.

    Bless you
    Dee

    Hi Dee! You didn’t dump anything anywhere, so no worries. Thats why I paint and share the real stories so we can all see how alike we are, and how it takes such a small effort to reach someone, deeply, profoundly and resonate truth and love. Words and visuals are my passion, but really living out loud and as real as it gets is my life. I am sorry to hear that you have a hard relationship with your father, we all need our fathers and mothers, and it’s terrible when we can’t have them because of “issues” and or deaths. I am glad that you shared, it makes my hurt a little less to know that you are out there, living a similar event, heck, you may even get a different result someday…all I just know that I am not alone, and neither, my friend are you. I thank you for that.
    Blessings right back attcha. Thanks for stopping by fellow brave soul. 🙂

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  2. Corinne
    March 8, 2009

    beautiful, as always…

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  3. Coni Nix
    March 18, 2009

    Heather,
    Really, you have brought tears to my eyes. Your pain is felt and I hope that you in time can heal your soul and forgive yourself.
    I love you.

    Reply

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