a Living Breathing Journal of My PTSD Journey. as I Paint through the Pain & Celebrate Life.
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Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Monday, October 29, 2012
OMG,I JUST WANT A BUILDING,I'm about to have a BF!
Drip,Drip,Drip,I thought water coming up from the floor was bad enough,WELL now it's running down the Walls.......FORREAL!!!All that putting together a studio for nothing,I'm spending day's tring to lift everything from the Ground,the sound of drip,drip,drip, is driving me crazy...Oh that's right I'm crazy (NEVERMIND) I say in fond memory of (Gilda) kisses to Gene Xxo/we miss her too!PS. Back to the Drawing board,as I go move mountains one stone @t a time!
Friday, October 26, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
My Mother,lost her SoulMate (Love is,Long,and Eternal)
Painted by:Donna Mae (My Mother)
I would also like to say a prayer for ,a man My Mother LOVED with all her Heart, Don White(SOUL MATES)Now he is Heaven bound,as She is Earth bound......A Great Love ,a Great Father,Brother ,Uncle,and Friend.....We all hold Dear in our Heart's, he has gone fishing.... [FOR ETERNITY] YOU, ARE LOVED AND WILL BE MISSED BY MANY,We will be watching for you ,in the Sunset.UNTIL THEN Xxo
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
STONE SOUP/ =JABIPVILLAGE/ I WON'T GIVE UP!
I was born Alezia Donna,I am known as Mother,Sky, MeMom,Aunt Le, Sister,Jinx ,Daughter, Friend, Muse....SISTER IN SOUL=
(I AM SPIRITAL) aka/MotherskyDragonfly /Dragonflyalezia.....I am broken,I am homeless,and I feel LOST!.....All this crap on TV with the election,burden's me.....I can't get a loan.........SO, ANYWAY,I go to get my MRI today(cross my finger's),over the next couple weeks,it will determine,if I'm allowed to drive.Because right now (I'm not allowed ,due to tremors/seizures,still undetermined)I guess my biggest fear,is congnitivly I may be unable to live unsupervised.......Isn't that a kick,in the butt! I just wanted you to know,why I have'nt been so active.....I'm TRYING, I WILL PRAY FOR YOU, AS YOU PRAY FOR ME! I WON'T GIVE UP!!!!! I Believe the sky, can hold the Sun, the Moon.....Hold every Star,in the sky.......And paint with Rainbow, and Dragonflies, I BELIEVE in LOVE,and PEACE, on ( e ART h) and, infinity XxoI DARE TO DREAM OF JABIPVILLAGE,AND WE WILL HAVE STONE SOUP......Glitter Kisses XxoStone soup
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
For other uses, see Stone soup
Stone Soup is an old folk story in which hungry strangers persuade local people of a town to give them food. It is usually told as a lesson in cooperation, especially amid scarcity. In varying traditions, the stone has been replaced with other common inedible objects, and therefore the fable is also known as button soup, wood soup, nail soup, and axe soup.
Some travellers come to a village, carrying nothing more than an empty cooking pot. Upon their arrival, the villagers are unwilling to share any of their food stores with the hungry travellers. Then the travellers go to a stream and fill the pot with water, drop a large stone in it, and place it over a fire. One of the villagers becomes curious and asks what they are doing. The travellers answer that they are making "stone soup", which tastes wonderful, although it still needs a little bit of garnish to improve the flavour, which they are missing. The villager does not mind parting with a few carrots to help them out, so that gets added to the soup. Another villager walks by, inquiring about the pot, and the travellers again mention their stone soup which has not reached its full potential yet. The villager hands them a little bit of seasoning to help them out. More and more villagers walk by, each adding another ingredient. Finally, a delicious and nourishing pot of soup is enjoyed by all.
In the French and Hungarian versions of the tale, the travellers are soldiers: three returning home from the Napoleonic Wars play the role in the former, and a single, starving one, who encounters several hardships on his journey back to his homeland, is depicted in the latter.
In the Portuguese tradition, the traveller is a monk and the story takes place around Almeirim, Portugal. Nowadays many restaurants in Almeirim serve stone soup, or sopa de pedra.
The story is most commonly known as nail soup in Scandinavian and Northern European countries. In these versions, the main character is typically a tramp looking for food and lodgings, who convinces an old woman that he will make nail soup for the both of them if she would just add a few ingredients for the garnish. In Eastern Europe the variation of the story (having more in common with the Northern European rendition) is called axe soup, with an axe being the catalyst. In Russian tradition a soldier eats axe kasha (Каша из топора)Stone soup
Xxo <3
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
Sunday, October 14, 2012
(Know you are Loved) Xxo
Pastel by ALEZIA
I wonder/did I mention I need to publish my book before the end of this year....I NEED A PUBLISHER!
Take these broken wings,and learn to fly....So I ask YOU!
On this EVE,we will roll into 15 Thousand veiws....My Birthday is coming up November 13th,and I don't ask ask for much....Yet I do need 4walls/if any one of those 15 Thousand people could, just send $1.donation to my getting a building(we could hang out live on Google+ AMEN,TY Glitter Kisses Xxo Love Mothersky
ONLY YOU,CAN CHANGE YOUR OUT COME{EVEN IF IT SEEM,OUT OF YOUR REACH}IT IS WELCOME.TO ASK FOR HELP SOME TIME's............I DARE TO DREAM OF PLACE=called JabipVillage)*****@t #111 @ 1134 South Black Horse Pike,Blackwood N.J.08012
Saturday, October 13, 2012
MotherskyDragonfly /aka Dragonflyalezia
IT's JUST A KISS AWAY!
AND KNOW ,WHEN YOU REALY WANT SOMETHING (AND YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT IT) ONLY YOU,CAN CHANGE YOUR OUT COME{EVEN IF IT SEEM,OUT OF YOUR REACH}IT IS WELCOME.TO ASK FOR HELP SOME TIME's............I DARE TO DREAM OF PLACE=called JabipVillage)*****@t #111 @ 1134 South Black Horse Pike,Blackwood N.J.08012
13th TALKING HEADS / CRACK THAT WHIP!
(They call them convusions,tremors,perhaps seizures...I call them a pain ,in my brain,since I came home from the hospital,I don't see much progress so I dare to SHOW my mess/ HOW DID I GET HERE? Brain damage(no realy) THERE ARE TIMES I MUST SHAME MYSELF, (WHO MADE THIS MESS?)OH I DID! Someone send in the elves,and the fairies,back to the drawing board,one stone @t a time.......FOR MOTIVATION
TO KNOW ME ,IS TO LOVE ME!
Friday, October 12, 2012
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