Nature Is Where We Renew Our Souls
“In quietness and confidence shall be your strength.”
Throughout the creative process, I paint pictures, write stories, take photographs and compose music which all interweave into the tapestry of my life. Though viewing the process from the underside with all the loose threads it appears to be quite a mess, the passion within is determined to interweave all the colorful threads to behold a brilliant gift from the Universe!
This copyrighted piano composition is inspired by 1 Corinthians 13 and spans my life journey. When my beloved Mother passed, Dad had this engraved on their stone:
“A hug, a smile, a kiss, fond memories of a lifetime”
(Posted on You Tube as well as on my blog’s Piano, Art and Photography tab, with some of my artwork, photography and family photos to go along with the music).
The definition of chrysalis is something still in the process of development. Is our life that of a golden chrysalis to then be born into beautiful butterflies? All of these photos were taken by me in my flower garden. Each of these butterflies flew up and landed on me first, then enjoyed the flowers for several minutes. They all symbolize loved ones who have been reborn into their new lives. The top black/orange/blue/white butterfly arrived on my dad’s anniversary of his passing. The yellow and black in the middle is my grandmother finally free to spread her wings. The Monarch arrived when I was pursuing educational pursuits, as my mom is and always will be the one who celebrates my victories. The light yellow and black worn butterfly symbolizes to me the importance of perseverance irregardless of the circumstances. All are miracles. Thanks be to God!
Sylvester came into my life Thanksgiving weekend while my brother and I were playing catch football outside. He was still a kitten, but determined to make his home were I lived. From the beginning, I could see that Sylvester didn’t know he was a cat because he believed in himself and that he could do anything that he set his mind to.
From “flying” from the back deck to the birch tree, wading in the steam alongside the property, “pointing” at pheasants in the brush, jumping to turn the light switch on or just climbing as high as he could go, he made certain that his message to me was clear – stand your ground, listen to your heart and follow your dreams.
The above video was a weekend project many years ago with friends as Sylvester was filmed doing somersaults, or the Slovak term, “koperdonitz” as Grandma Marge would call them. (Found on YouTube). After a weekend of filming, he decides that he isn’t interested in somersaulting anymore and lets me know it on the last clip! My first encounter with this acrobatic ability occurred as he somersaulted into his food dish one day! He brought much joy and laughter into my life and his message of believing in myself has resurfaced once again as a reminder to be true to my God-given gifts, talents and abilities and to somersault joyously through life!
When I first laid eyes on her, I was hooked. My heart skipped
several beats! The sound of her bark was music to my Doghead
ears! She ran to me, with her fluffy white hair flowing in the gentle
breeze and her bright eyes winking at me as she ran up to me and
then around me and underneath me. I am in love for the first time
in my life! And better yet, she lives across the street from where I
now live! Oh, thank you God for giving me someone to love while I
am here helping out so many people! Well, we know that all things
work together for those that love God! All this diet and exercise has
transformed my body back to what I looked like when I was much
younger. I have so much energy now and it feels wonderful to go for
walks and actually jog a bit! All this preparation was definitely for a
reason. This little white flirty number moved in across the street and
my jaw dropped – she is the gal for me! Now I think I can realize just
how much John loved his wife. This lovely Bichon is named Syria and
our lives have changed for the better. She loves me just as much as I
love her – who would have guessed it?! Now, every single morning
for my walk I must go over to her house to say “hi.” Sometimes her
family opens the door for her to let her come out to see me, but other
times she just sits at the glass door looking out at me. I just don’t
understand why Lori can’t go over to the door and open it, but I guess
it is about respect of other people’s property and privacy. But all I
want to do is just be with her – she brings such joy to my heart and I
have a jump in my walk and a smile all of the time. Thank you, God,
for bringing Syria not only into my life, but across the street as well!
Today is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad as the Psalms express throughout their various expressions of keeping Joy in our lives. While living in Long Beach, California several years ago, my mother, Connie had her birthday on April 14th which was Good Friday that year and passed from an aortic complication to her heart on April 16, Easter Sunday. She had just turned 54. Our bond transcends limitations as it is heart – based, yet her physical presence and counsel, laughter and wisdom are sorely missed in my life. Mom was my cheerleader, encouraging me on my artistic path. When my car accident occurred, it was truly a miracle that I survived, let alone still had the use of my arms, legs and hands as well as mental, physical and spiritual healing. A great part of me died when she passed. Yet, through these experiences I have still focused my creativity in an attempt to rekindle the broken, scattered pieces of my life.
Following are some art pieces I have created throughout my life, some donated, some given as gifts, some available for sale, and happily accepting commissioned artwork from photography utilizing various requested mediums with various works included in this posting. Feel free to contact me if interested at: lorid.loriginals@yahoo. com, via the message on the website or look at my profile for more details.
The main posting photograph is an Altar Cloth with applique, sewing and beadwork, with sequin and ribbon created for St. Vincent de Paul Church in Vestal, NY which was our home place of worship. The altar and tabernacle cloth below are displayed for First Holy Communion every year, and ironically left out for Mother’s Day the following Sunday in my mom’s memory. Hundreds of hours were put into the tapestries, a true labor of love.
My Godfather, Frank Hranek, or known as “Kristnetata” in Slovak, passed from leukemia. I created an oil painting of Cayuga Sunrise Memories with his classic Chris Craft mahogany boat . The painting was donated to Lourdes End of Life Hospice in his memory. Another labor of love toward a man who continually gave from his heart.
A year prior to my Mom passing, I painted an acrylic of my parents, but a spiritual interpretation of their heavenly essence on the other side of the veil and gave it to them. I think between the painting and Chert Dog, Dad gradually adjusted to his devastating grief as my Mom was truly an earth angel! I still hear about her great assistance in encouraging and praying with others and her random acts of kindness from people I have never met before. Mom often wore flowers in her hair and radiated pure joy!
Grandma Marge and Grandpa Eddie Stolarcyk had a home in Port Charolette, Florida with the canal behind them, the harbor beyond them and fruit and flowering trees everywhere! When we would visit, we were delegated to pick, pack and transport grapefruit when there were not shipping constraints. These amazingly grapefruits were disfigured on the outside but surprisingly pink, sweet and extremely juicy on the inside – as Grandma would say, Nector from the Gods! When Grandma had to move to assisted living, I painted an acrylic of her home on Bangsburg Drive as it followed her around the entire nursing facility from room to room as she began to transition. It is donated to the nursing home for their assistance in making the last few years of her life as precious as possible. We were blessed with Jose, an employee who became Grandma Marge’s “boyfriend” and who would learn to say to her every day, “Ya ti muc, muc, muc lubiem!” which means in Slovak “I love you very, very, very much!” It is her faith which has instilled in me overcoming all obstacles in the pursuit of my dreams and allowed for “My Father’s Greatest Gift: Life Lessons from a Black English Labrador Retriever.” She was my first editor and known to all as “the word lady” as well as Mrs. Hallmark, who remembered every anniversary, birthday and holiday. She was Perfection Personified in a Pure, Loving and PINK Way!
Grandma Marge was quite a party lady in the day, and I found golden bead trimmed party dress of hers and decided to paint a hummingbird with acrylic on a piece of of the dress material and used the beadwork to frame the quilted piece. This one is for sale. You may contact me at: lorid.loriginals@yahoo. com, via the message on the website or look at my profile for more details. (Commissioned work available upon request).
I enjoy incorporating my painting on material and quilting it into wall hangings. I’ve done it for years. Following are a few more examples of my craft. The Taughannock Waterfall well as the 1957 Pink Packard Pet are for sale. You may contact at: lorid.loriginals@yahoo. com, via the message on the website or look at my profile for more details. (Commissioned work available upon request).
The further examples of my artwork and quilting and not available for sale.
Additional samples from pastel, oil, crayon and pencil to painting a nativity scene follow.
As some of you may know, I also give private piano and art lessons and have also done painting parties. Usually, my piano students also take art lessons! A few photos below. Feel free to contact me for more information at firstname.lastname@example.org, my website or see my profile for more information.
And of course, the children just adore Jaco Kitty! What a “ham!”
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©Emily Bronte Quotes
From Chert Dog’s perspective, “Doghead is pretty easy to learn, you just have to speak from your heart.” This velvety Black with Chocolate accents English Labrador Retriever came…
Each chapter begins with noted scripture verses to read from the Bible in relation to the context of each chapter. This is a true story, as narrated through the eyes of a Black English Labrador Retriever named Chert whose purpose is revealed in the story. In his own words, throughout his fourteen years of life, Chert Dog comments that “…doghead is pretty easy to learn, you just have to speak from your heart.” This velvety black, with chocolate accents, English Labrador Retriever came into my father’s life a few months after the unexpected death of my mother. It touches on the Slovak ethnic background of our family, hence his name Chert, which means devil! He shares his triumphs and escapades, as well as his life’s mission. With a “doghead” slant on wisdom and his purpose, the story’s main theme is about the power of unconditional love and forgiveness.
During these most cleansing of times, our society is being brought to a place of recognizing that which is most important and that which must fade away. This is beyond our human understanding, which is the necessity of relying on our heart-centered inner knowing awareness, focusing on that which is unseen but known within the heart and built upon a firm foundation of rock. There is no fence-siting in these spiritually expansive times of our evolution. Great spiritual discernment of our truth is paramount in remaining diligent in our convictions and relying on our collective resources as meeting our infinite intentions.
Connie A. Mitchell Marchell
Like in the times of Moses, we as a light working community are being called to do our work without straw, as it were. We possess the answers and solutions within ourselves and are being asked to collaborate and work together in building our new foundation which is a value system based on our ability to love and forgive one another. That’s it. So we must dig our heels deeply into Mother Gaia and root ourselves in the highest healing vibrating frequency known in the galaxies – LOVE!!! I cannot emphasize the sheer importance of this one concept enough!
Some of you have read my encounter with a glimpse to the spiritual side in my previous posting about my Near Death Experience. I must once again re-emphasize the surreal, saturation and healing intoxicating powerfully mesmerizing magnitude of this most powerful energy of LOVE!!! In my brief 3 day heavenly encounter, it radiated from all the air, the sun, the trees, the garden, the butterflies, the flowers, my grandparents – all telepathic, all knowing, all loving, all embracing, all present – the gift of LOVE is ours and we must concentrate and focus on this most essential ingredient as a collective force in transmuting these old fear based stories, re-runs as it were, attempting to pull us back into the dark ages of lies, deception and untruths.
We chose to be here during this great time of manifesting and creating something new, fresh, pure and infinite! Let us all come boldly unto that throne of grace and find assistance in this time of need as we are one body with many parts and able to work together in crashing down these old fear based responses to reveal a new order: Let our first response be based on LOVE!!!
Aramaic expression, Revelations 22:20
On Eagles Wings by Michael Joncas (Psalm 91)
As I took a break from painting the second layer of oils onto the canvas yesterday, I went outside to walk barefoot in the lush, soft grass. As I walked around my prolific blooming garden, I knelt in the grass next to my Sacred Heart of Jesus Statue that I have placed in front of my white with pink-tipped flowering Peony plant, whose buds are just beginning to form. The statue is with Jesus dressed in his white robe with the red over shawl, as some of you have seen in my photographic image of the setting sun in my posting entitled Jesus Walks Among Us. If you look into the setting sun over Highland Lake, you see an image of what appears to be an individual wearing a white robe with a red shawl. It also appears that this image has an individual alongside him as the red material seems to be wrapped out around another image. When my Dad was alive, I recall him sharing with me a dream he had which impacted him for the rest of his life. It was a vision of Jesus, shining in his glory in a purple glowing cloak with his ethereal eyes gleaming compassionately to envelope ones soul with peace. So I ended up repainting the Sacred Heart of Jesus Statue’s heart and his wounds in red and the cross, chain and shield in gold and the collar of his cloak in gold.
I do believe that the Romeo Eclipse is an important message for us all, that we are to be living heaven on earth now, and that the lion shall finally lie down with the lamb.
John V. Marchell (My Dad)
Psalm 61: 1, 3
©Loriginals Designs Oil Painting
©Tofino Photography, Eagle Eclipse April 6, 2017
Yellow, one of the three primary colors in an artists’ palette, it is often used as the color of sunshine, optimism, enlightenment of creativity and symbolizes spring. It communicates our third chakra’s empowerment and is the center of our very being. Being a Pilates and Yoga Instructor and Creative Coach, this is where all our emotional health and wellness, confidence and ability to believe in one self centers from. As a pianist, it resonates to the letter “E” of the scale and uses sight and fire to create confidence within as music can sooth the soul.
It’s luminosity has actually changed the yellow hues of our planetary sun into a brilliant diamond of crystal prisms of dazzling white light. Yellow was my Mom’s favorite color, and ironically it symbolizes that angels are in our presence.
In memory of Connie A. Mitchell Marchell whose anniversary will be this Easter, and ironically she passed on Easter 22 years ago. Who many have called an earth angel, whose unconditional love, generosity, pure, open heart and sparkling smile radiated God’s Love, Joy and Peace and touched everyone on her Yellow Brick Road Pathway. She would oftentimes say to me that “Sometimes God allows our hearts to be broken so that He can beautify our souls.” Sunflowers are one of the many things which remind me of her essence and presence in my life. I do believe that these flowers cry tears of joy, too.
1 Samuel 15:17
Connie A. Mitchell Marchell
©Photography Loriginal Designs
“…Love is very patient and kind, never jealous or envious, never boastful or proud…
It does not hold grudges, and will not notice when others do it wrong…it rejoices whenever truth wins out…”
“…When you love someone, you will be loyal to him no matter what the cost. You will always believe in him, always expect the best of him, and always stand your ground in defending him…”
“…Now all that I know is hazy and blurred, but then I will see everything clearly, just as clearly as God sees into my heart right now…”
“…There are three things that remain – Faith, Hope and Love – and the greatest of these is Love.”
©Photography and Quotes by Loriginal Designs
1 Corinthians 13 excerpts
On one of his first days outside at our home, he marveled
at the geese flying overhead and stooped really low to the ground
as he looked up at them honking away as they flew over him. He
also attacked a cricket and a bee, but they both got away from him.
Jumping after butterflies and hummingbirds has become another of
his pastimes. Then, there is the daily morning ritual of chasing the
squirrel up the tall wooden laundry pole in the backyard. He also has
been known to taking a flying leap for the center of the tall deep-violet
colored Clematis as the startled birds scatter into the air. Once that
squirrel is atop the pole, chattering away at Jaco sitting underneath
him, Mr. Poppuchies runs off to find more interesting activities.
(Poppuchies is Slovak for slippers and Jaco has some huge slippers
at that! My current phrase is that his poppuchy paws precede him –
which is the truth since they are four white slippers and very large)!
One of my favorite Bible verses is taken from 1 Corinthians 13 regarding the importance of Love in our life. If you explore the context further with use of your trusty Thesaurus, the deeper meaning of the sublimation of our ego and the imperative importance of forgiveness of both others as well as ourselves comes to light. Contemplating these inner truths while sitting underneath my beautiful and fragrant Wine and Roses Weigela, the message of unconditional love permeates through the air, the flowers, the birds and sun. It surrounds us and envelopes us, it molds and shapes us into becoming all that we are capable of through the collective power of Love.
With this Valentine’s Day remembering all those we have loved and continue to love, it is imperative that we look within to celebrate the joy of your inner wellspring of God/Source/Energy and to spread this love prayerfully and energetically through your gift of conscious awareness toward all of life. It is our duty and purposeful calling to permeate and saturate the entire world with loving, joyous and peaceful thoughts towards all life. As I am contemplative sitting underneath my colorful Weigela, I think about the love and grace that went into creating such a glorious creation and marvel at all the beauty surrounding us and within us. That’s why I meditate so often, as it renews my spirit and allows for me to prepare for my next quantum leap of faith!
“Since the Lord is directing our steps, why try to understand everything that happens along the way?” Proverbs 21:24
As you can see, my favorite place to supervise the Bird Brain Cafe is from my flower bed hiding places. Sometimes I have to step up and get a drink out of the birdbath, and the birds fly away! Across from this lookout I see several blue jays, cardinals, goldfinches, mourning doves and hummingbirds to mention just a few! Recently, we have had the arrival of juncos, which are not normally from this area, but with the climate changes, we have noticed several new and wondrous things including incredible sunbows during the day and amazing cloud colors and formations for sunrise and sunset! God is the Master Artist, that is for certain!
In my earlier years, I was foolish in chasing and catching the birds. One day, I caught a baby female cardinal and Lori came along instantly to take it away from me. I wanted her to be proud of me in my ability to be an excellent hunter, as that is truly my inner instinct. She did say that I was a good hunter, but she also said that I don’t need to hunt because I have more than enough to sustain me. She gave me a new use of my skills and abilities in supervising the bird brain cafe. Seems reasonable to me! So about that baby female cardinal, she grew up that summer and became quite a powerful and strong bird – I actually think that she tried chasing me, if I recall! Serves me right for picking on something smaller than myself! So its always about asking what do I want to come from this experience, what is it for? The question should always come at the beginning of the challenge/experience. The baby cardinal reminded me about my scary experience being chased up that big oak tree and that it would be best for me to let go of that traumatic experience and not keep re-creating both in my life and in the lives of others. See, she taught me a very valuable lesson! There is always something to learn and to grow and to become more than you were yesterday. The cardinal exemplifies that to me now as she is full grown and a mother herself! Glad we both learned how to get along together!