Going to a Very High Place

 

New neurographic drawing, yay!

I've been spending a lot of time learning, processing, and comforting myself with books and movies after the passing of my beloved sister and mother less than a year apart. When I'm processing that much emotion I tend not to work because thoughts and memories come frequently and I find myself sort of staring and just looking at things like trees and birds and the rainbows my crystal in the window decorates my studio with on sunny afternoons.

So it is with relief and gratitude that I find myself finally able to focus on output rather than all that processing and putting painful things into a more comfortable context. Last night I found myself bored with television and reading and I didn't want to think - dishes were done and the kitchen was nice and clean, so I padded into my studio from the living room and grabbed a brand new block of watercolor paper and one of those gorgeous Pigma Graphic markers I love to use for neurographic drawing.

If you have an interest, there's lots of information available on neurographic work, and methods vary according to who is doing or teaching the concepts. I tend to like learning the rules about various subjects/techniques and lots of times I enjoy bending or breaking them, as I love to be creative in many ways without too many firm guidelines. So I'll share my process here, though it does deviate from the formal procedures developed and taught by Pavel Piskarev.

Once I had settled back into my comfy chair in the living room, I left the telly on but turned the sound down low so it would feel comforting but not distracting. I lit one small beeswax candle because I think having the elements around (fire, earth, air, water) invites inspiration. Generally I sit at my drafting table with its efficient task lighting and proper seating for most of my artwork, but the fun thing about neurographic drawing is that it can be done in very informal settings. So, using a pillow to prop my watercolor block upon my lap, I followed some of the rules as I began crossing the page with simple looping lines traveling in various directions.

Remember doing this as a kid?

I've been working on a series of paintings based on my own style of neurographic drawing and the series is called Love Prayers. Right now there are almost 10 paintings "finished" and about 20 more waiting to be done. I write the ideas for new Love Prayers in a text file and pick out whatever seems like it wants to fit once I've done about this much loose work (photo above). But last night I knew I wanted to do the one that says, "Sometimes I just wanna go to a very high place," so I deviously drew my starting lines with that in mind. I liked the subliminal message of rising above all the negative B.S. we're dealing with on our beautiful planet right now - so many of us are doing that any which way we can and I'm right there with ya. Well HA! HA! HA!

Ya see, this is the magic of art: it has a mind of its own! And the best laid plans, even those made with precision and knowledge based on the application of rules - are not completely predictable! So I continued, still thinking I would place objects as originally intended (a person standing with their hands folded and their head sort of tilted to the side, on top of her high place - the mountains). And the rule abiding part of this is of course, to round out the parts where the lines meet. So I did.

All points nicely rounded.

As I looked at it after rounding out the sharp corners, a different image implanted itself in my mind. The one shape that inspired this image is the central one that just begged to be the person's chest. And above it, the face, and it looked like the arms were spread out - no folded hands at all! So I worked on the chest first, then the face, then the outstretched arms.

She looks at this point like she's standing,
 looking down upon us, and I wondered
if she was asking me to draw her wearing a tutu.

My female figures nearly always have boobs. 

At this point I'm worried about that loop that interrupts the flow of her outstretched arm, but with art I've learned to play instead of worry, so I just let it tell me what it wanted to be, and TA DA, we got a gorgeous dragonfly up there in the sky with her!

She's becoming....

So now she's got hair, hands, legs, shoes, her dragonfly, and a voice she's using to let us know what she's thinking. At this point I didn't like the hands, but they didn't tell me what they wanted for finishing until the very last. And I was surprised that she's not standing at all, but sitting on top of her mountains.

Ah, her happy place is becoming populated.

Along with her friend the dragonfly, she now has her hometown among the mountains, and it includes a church with a graveyard. Why? Because she's meditating and getting in touch with her Higher Sources and Lovies in their Heavens! So she's in a high place in more ways than one. She's up on top of the mountains, but also way high up and in touch with the Celestial Beings. And what is in the sky up there with her? The sun of course! She's so happy she's radiating love from her heart out into the universe.

All the things!

And of course her universe includes the stars and moon and Celestial light from above, and love, and her hands finally told me what they wanted - that middle finger gently touching the thumb to indicate that she's meditating.

It'll "read" better when it's painted. And it'll be gorgeous. Can't wait to get started applying those irresistible colors! I'll post some more when it's done.

So I'm a project person rather than a "clock" person, and I tend to work until the work tells me it's at a stopping place. I knew the drawing for this one was done because it was ready for me to sign, and I always do that last. So at about 5 a.m. I decided to wind down and go to bed, but took a little extra time to download photos and crop them cause I knew I'd be sharing this with you on the blog today. 

I tucked myself into bed after the first birds started to sing the trees awake, and the first fingers of dawn snuck through the lace curtains in my room. Sweet sleeps came along with dreams of the colors I'll be playing with very soon, and I didn't get up until 1 p.m. If I'd gone to bed "on time" like a "civilized" person, I'm pretty sure this little gem would never have been born because the peace of the night is marvelous and I feel blessed to be able to enjoy it at last, with no clocks to do other than sing their chiming songs to me. Time, it is quite precious indeed.

But Lord, I'm grateful there will be no pop quizzes today, cause I'm tired! This kind of silly, fun, stylized artwork gives me so much good energy and I'm very grateful for that too! May you experience the good energies of creativity in your days no matter what you find yourself doing XO

Namaste,

~Jen

Cupcake Day and Time Travel

January 9th is my sweet daughter's transition day to True Home, her "death" day, her exit from this planet Earth in physical form, her metamorphosis into her Soul Self. I call it Cupcake Day because my husband and I always get a single cupcake which we share together before dinner in Sweet Jessie's honor, along with a glass of Cupcake wine (yep, it's a brand), because I made her cupcakes for her birthday and she loved them, so we honor her on both her Earth birthday and her Celestial birthday with a cupcake and her special wine. We light candles and wish her happy journeys and adventures in her Heaven. We celebrate all the things she can now experience and accomplish without the limitations of Earth. We celebrate all she experienced and created while she was here.

The beginning XO! My gigglepuss!

She exists. Yep she does, still lively and lovely and very much with me, perhaps in some ways closer than when we existed in this place at the same time. Though I am still here in my little old Earth body, and she no longer needs hers - I feel the missing of the ways we were, and for some years this was oh so painful I didn't think I could go on being here without her. But as time passed and I continued to learn, learn, learn from many sources, I found ways to connect with her so strongly that the missing is just plain gone for the time we're together and my heart becomes filled up completely with love and peace and joy.

Speaking of time, I have spent time watching various interesting movies and one of these is called Dimensions, which I was able to stream on YouTube. It is a poignant tale of a scientist's endeavor to build a time machine so that he can go back and change an accident that happened in his youth, costing the life of someone very dear to him. He struggles with all manner of cumbersome challenges, including the equipment itself as he tries to build his time machine, as well as political and social control of his endeavors. 

It occurs to me that it might be helpful to some to talk a bit about time travel and our inherent gifts as human beings, since I have found that we have already been given, by our Creator, the gift of time travel, and we do not need any heavy equipment to do it. We also have been given by our Creator the gift of the ability to play in a multitude of universes, also without heavy equipment, universes in which anything and everything we can imagine, we get to experience. It is worth noting that our physical brain does not know the difference between experiencing things in our imagination (also a Celestial gift - the imagination) and what actually happens in reality. This is why athletes are taught to use positive visualization before they attempt to achieve their goals, and why research shows that our scientists can measure the difference in results between those who do use visualization building confidence through positive belief in Self and abilities vs. those who do not, instead cultivating doubt within themselves, thereby creating little success in their endeavors. Personal belief is a powerful creative force, and we get to choose it!

In my book, which I was compelled to write after my daughter's passing, Coming Alive After Death: Recovery from Grief, I talk about what I learned about time travel, the ability we all have to connect with loved ones who have passed on, and how we can do that with no props, and no special education the minute we decide to use our inherent, "God-given" gifts. It's like sunshine for the soul.

In my book I talk about physics, quantum physics, quantum mechanics, and connecting with the Akasha, which are just big words and complex concepts for rather beautiful and to some, mysterious processes natural to life on Earth. Processes that belong to us all. Processes that have been hidden from us or misrepresented by those who wish to keep us from attaining authenticity and empowerment, as well as a great deal of peace, serenity, and autonomy, in order to further their power mongoring and control of masses of people to further their own abusive agendas. These four subjects, as well as others that have been reliably researched and documented, confirm that there is a gorgeous melding between what we define as "science," and what some cultures know (and we can all discover) as an accessible sacred reality with much power, freedom, satisfaction and love bigger than we've ever imagined here.

On this day, January 9th, each year, I like to use my inherent gifts to commune with the essence of my daughter, in the ways I talk about in my book, and it is so loving, healing, special, and uplifting, that I want to share it. I encourage you to check out the book - you can get it for nearly nothing on Kindle, but I would recommend the paperback because the design of the book itself is beautiful, and you might enjoy having it on hand to grab and flip to whatever page it wishes to share with you on any given day at any given time - you'll find it rather surprising how if you open it at random the passage on that particular page will address something that you may have been worrying about or something that you have wondered about and the information you encounter can feel very uplifting. The purpose of this blog post is in no way to make book sales though I care very much about people having the opportunity to add to their repertoire of tools to assimilate deep grief. I care very much that if even one single sentence brings even one single person from the brink of that very dark place where I found myself at first to the light and the beauty of ongoing life and love, then our hearts will sing and my job is done.

Sweet memories of good times XO!

I won't go into too much detail here because it's all in my books and other blog posts (access to the blog is completely free) on how to meditate, how to write and journal with your loved ones, and the ways we can learn to "time travel" through meditation, dreams and other ways. Our body is our equipment once we learn how to use it. Our body is a combination of physical mixed with spirit, and our loved ones who've transitioned are simply spirit without the limitation of the corporeal body, so that spirit-to-spirit connection (or soul-to-soul; mind/heart, etc. if you prefer to use different descriptions) is and always has been natural to the human condition. Connection with loved ones who've passed on can also come about while journaling or writing with them, and surprisingly, connection can happen spontaneously when we are simply being creative, with our focus on the moment, regardless of what we're actually doing, which is why music and art are very strong facilitators for engagement since when we are focused on the process of creation (music, art, or any other creative activity) we tend to shut down our "logical, thinking" minds and lean into intuition, or what I sometimes call "listening," which is the process of receiving guidance from higher (Celestial) sources.

What may hinder connection from happening is when we are in great distress and we lament and allow our doubts and fears to subsume all other emotion. The reason this hinders connection with our loved ones who have passed is because their natural vibration is very high, and when we experience negative emotions our own vibration becomes very low, so they have trouble creating the flow that happens when "like attracts like." The higher we make our vibration, (in peace, happiness, gratitude, etc.) the easier it is for them to join with us when we invite that special connection. If we're in distress, sometimes they'll flicker the lights to let us know they're near, or mess with our electronics in clearly unusual ways, because one of the first things they learn to play with to communicate with us is electricity since it has a high vibration, just like theirs so it is easiest for them to use electricity as a tool. These are what we call signs. In my books, I talk about the signs I received very shortly after my daughter's passing and for several months, even years after her passing, before I learned how to connect whenever I wanted to, as you can also do. 

I have found it is really healthy and good to feel this loving connection with my daughter and others I am close to who have passed. It makes me laugh. It helps me through challenges. It gives me strength. It helps me relax into a knowing that life does go on, yep it does, and it is so, so beautiful. For those who are more interested in the details of how I learned to connect with my daughter through journaling, you might enjoy Letters from Celestial Jess: Afterlife Messages from My Daughter.

So on this cupcake day, I celebrate not only the beautiful connection with my daughter and other loved ones wherever they may enjoy being in our Universe, but the gorgeous inherent gifts we all are born with that we can learn to use in ways that uplift us and keep us strong and very much connected to our loved ones, higher sources, and Celestial guidance, however we choose to define these things.

My beauty while she was here.
She's reading poetry aloud to us XO!

Cupcake Day 2025, with you my lovely,
thank you for being with us in love and light XO

Cheers my lovely Sweet Jess! I love you forever and a day. Thank you for loving me right back XO!

Mama

Namaste