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As I read the Hopi Elders Prophecy recently, I could feel it moving through me from head to toe.  It is not an unusual experience for my curious mind to discover thought-provoking quotes, articles, opinions, outlooks and philosophies – but there was something quite different about this one.  I read it and it stayed with me.  I posted a portion of it as my Facebook status, thinking that would be the climax of my discovery.   Still it poked on, and I began to feel the questions coming to the forefront.  I woke this morning and before I knew it had reached for my computer and found myself Googling and YouTubing to find answers to my questions:  Who are the Hopi?  We all know of them as a Native American tribe, but what is their story?  And what is this prophecy?  What is the story behind the story?  And where are the Hopi now?

This 30 minute PBS documentary was the reward for my curiosity.

The film takes the words of the Hopi Elders and pumps it up about a zillion notches, highlighting our individual responsibility to respect one another and the earth.


In a nutshell, Parts One and Two describe the origin of the Hopi people and in their own words, the situation they encountered when the white ’settlers’ came to their territory.  My favorite of the three YouTube clips is Part Three – which focuses on the present situation We as a global people are encountering as old paradigms are shifting and releasing, and we face an exciting opportunity to purify the structures our modern world is built upon.  Many of us are experiencing this paradigm shift in our daily lives as we notice things seemingly falling apart, and life feels just a bit on the challenging side.  The Hopi Elders spell out what We, uniting as empowered, conscious and respectful people, can Do and Be as we continue to shift into a New World.  The strength and power to face the shift lies within each one of us …. and just imagine what this New World will be when we are living respectfully on the Earth AND uniting together in conscious harmony as empowered authentic individuals?

I can see it!  Can you?


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Message from the Hopi Elders © Lynn McDonald

Message from the Hopi Elders © Lynn McDonald

Hopi Elders Prophecy, Oraibi, Arizona.

June 8th, 2000.

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“You have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour, now you must go back and tell the people that this is THE HOUR.

And there are things to be considered…

Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?

Know your garden.
It is time to speak your Truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for the leader.

Then he clasped his hands together, smiled, and said,
“This could be a good time! There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly. Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water. And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate.

At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all, ourselves – for the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey comes to a halt.

The time of the lone wolf is over.
Gather yourselves!
Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.

For  WE ARE THE ONES WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR.

Oraibi, Arizona Hopi Nation

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I had the extreme pleasure of meeting Mykal Aubry a couple of weeks ago.  It was a thrill for me, because I have admired Mykal’s work for a few years now.  His large-scale visionary paintings were colorfully and high vibrationally lining the halls the very first time I walked through the doors of Agape to hear the Rev. Michael Beckwith speak.  Mykal’s work set the perfect tone for a perfect new turn on my soul’s path, and for that reason I hold his work high on the gratitude list of my heart.   Coming soon, I will have thrill-revisited when Mykal and I share a chat for an interview, ArtOneMent style.  Until then, experience the thrill yourself by playing the above video for a sneak peek of Mykal’s expansive visions,  then go to his website to peruse his paintings and writing.

And don’t forget to stay tuned to ArtOneMent for more of Mykal,  … and many other upcoming beauty filled creative souls!

Wishing you a blessed 2010!

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I found Heather through Gaia.com.  Drawn in by the little blurb she had written about herself and her artwork, I clicked on the link to her website.  The work I saw on her site was magically whimsical and universally powerful – so I contacted her and asked if she wanted to talk about her process and her work.  Our email back and forths knocked my socks off.  Not only do Heather’s pieces radiate an innocence that touches my soul in the gentlest of ways, like a dewdrop or butterfly kiss; her honesty and authenticity of self are refreshing, inspiring, and uplifting.  Below are a few of Heather’s paintings, and in her own words a taste of what runs through her as she is creating each piece.   Prepare to be in a state of wonder,  and check out Heather’s blog for more of her … well, Heather-ness!

The Moon Always Rises © Heather Brown-Truman

The Moon Always Rises © Heather Brown-Truman

The Moon Always Rises: I am only letting myself work, in studio, when I feel sure that I can keep
my promise to stop thinking. You know, stand back and kinda squint real
hard at reality. What happens when you do that?
When you distance yourself from what is real and try to understand the
origin of your beliefs. The origins of you.
I know that is one of the main reasons I was placed here in time. To be
the squinter. I like that, the amazing squinter folks, step right up…er,
ahemmmm…OK where was I? Yeah, taking a look at the reality of life, examining costs and returns,
loving out loud, skating the edge, pushing the limits of innate
understanding. You know what we came to this place in time, what we
came with, within our DNA. The instinct, the essence of being human,
and in these times. Do I want more reality? Do I?
I don’t think so, really I don’t. If I stand back, look at the world and my place in it, in this moment in
time…what is my reason, what’s my motivation? Sound a little like an
acting class? It is. In this play I am the writer, director, editor, and star. In my world. In my
world that I created because what was shown, what was apparent at a
young age for me was that there is so much MORE. More love, More
possibility, More goodness, More intelligence, More living out loud,
More Magic To being Human. It is possible and attainable, it has to be, I have known it all my life. It’s
instinct that drives me, tells me I can find it. Just stand back and
squint…you can see it around the edges of things as they are. Beyond
that lies the question, I don’t want the answer anymore, I want the
question. The Question Is the Key. I knew as a baby, out there, in the dark…where you are all
alone…anything can happen, Monsters are all too real. Where there is light there is life. That’s why the moon has always dominated my art. Mysterious orb of light and shadow. Many a night have I picked my way through the dark, alone. The moon, my companion, my torch, my ruler of tides. This moon sits full and slightly golden, just cradled in the patchwork sky, brightly shining stars compete for center stage. Embraced by the treetops below, the greens reach into the blue- blackness and find a fuzzy edge of hyper-light and blue velvet darkness to rest in. I really liked stepping back and seeing what happened when I just let it all go. All the knowing, the technique, the balance, the direction, the
rules, the marketing, everything…just step away from the world and
squint. Paint. Repeat.”

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Tangled Hope © Heather Brown-Truman

Tangled Hope © Heather Brown-Truman

Tangled Hope is memorial to my recently deceased Father. We have been at odds my entire life, and never close. He was an abusive and hateful man while alive, this is my acceptance and my forgiveness. 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. I can love him, by living my life and being what he made me to be…more, better, smarter than they (my parents, both absent in my growing years) were. That I now know what not to do, and I also know HOW freaking hard it is to raise kids 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.”

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Two © Heather Brown-Truman

Two © Heather Brown-Truman

Two is: the dual nature in each human being. We are all, each and every one of us, of a dual nature. We all have the good and the bad, the beauty-full and the ugly. The mistakes and the lessons learned. It’s what we do with that information that makes us who we are. It is the realization that we are only in control of one thing on the planet, that is ourselves, nothing more, nothing less. It is in that acceptance we become free to live the lives we desire, free to let go, free to no longer  play the victim, free to allow ourselves the ultimate gift, the gift of imperfection. It’s what makes us the most dynamic beings on our planet and at the same time the most terrifying of life forms. It is the nature of humanity, we rise above what we were given at birth or embrace the darkness. It’s about the choice we all have, what will you do with that choice today?”

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And a few questions, ArtOneMent style:

What gift do you give through your art?
Resonance. I create works that are talismans, healing, understanding the human condition, not an explanation, a simple “I see you”, “I know you”, “I am you”, “I am” and that is all.

What does ‘the future of a blissful planet’ mean to you (words from the ArtOneMent purpose statement)?
To me it means that this world is big enough for us all, and the beauty in this world is there because of diversity, different is good, different is beauty-full, different is the light of understanding. We can all be who and what we are and that becoming the very best you can personally be, attaining your true calling and being devoted to bringing that as a gift to the world at large is way more important than having stuff, fighting for stuff, or being at war with anyone. Love and understanding really are all we need. Manna of the Gods.

Do you believe such a thing is possible?  If so, do you believe you have a role in that?
Yes I do believe it possible. Yes I have a role, I am playing it now and every day. I create, I document a life being lived, simply put, I AM.

Kentucky Girl © Heather Brown-Truman

Kentucky Girl © Heather Brown-Truman

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charles bridge © erin faith allen

charles bridge © erin faith allen

Why do I love blurry photos so much?

If photography is an extension of the soul,  am I just a big ball of blur inside, or is there more than meets the eye to taking and viewing blurry photos?

twilight © erin faith allen

twilight © erin faith allen

I have been thinking about this during my wanderings in the hour between sunlight and moonlight.  When photographing at night I shoot compulsively and haphazardly, engaging all of my senses – and especially my sixth.  The blurry photos that result are indeed an extension of my soul, the core part of me that finds joy in letting the lens capture the imprints of time that is NOT linear.  Beauty emerges in the moments in between, in the silence between words, in the unknown of an unanswered question, in the space of motion not illuminated by a synthetic flash of a camera.  It exists all around us, waiting to drop into our awareness through any one of our senses in a movement of energy that is not always tangible.  The open shutter of my camera simply observes the time that exists in ‘nonsensical’ squiggles and swooshes inside the rat race from point A to point Z.

walkway © erin faith allen

walkway © erin faith allen

According to The Dictionary, blur is:  to dim the perception or susceptibility of; make dull or insensible: The blow on the head blurred his senses.

I challenge that definition though, with one of my own. According to Erin, blur is: to slow down and observe the motion of grace;  to soften the focus of the human lens and engage all senses with the magic that dangles in the air all around us:  The blow to his head allowed him to enjoy a blissful new view of the world – which resulted from the blurring of his senses.

My soul is not a big, fat, blurry wad of ambiguity.  It is plump and pleasant, with a penchant for layered compositions of time that exists between the lines.

the saint and the castle © erin faith allen

the saint and the castle © erin faith allen

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