Category Archives: My creations

Visage

Floating in cloudless abyss

My gaze met yours
My touch crept
Lightening and shivers
Breath of Fire
Just thoughts
Nay vibrations of passion

Tactile pleasure
Tracing lines of skin
Shapes of body
Excitement writhing
A most sensuous mount
A saddleless seat

Lips so soft yet firm
Sounds of air escaping
Torturous lungs
Scents musky abandon

Hearts
Close enough
To sense the emotion
Far enough
To be two separate beings

Desire stronger than
Any Caveat
What could be demise
Feels like freedom

Faith that my choice
Is by divine guidance
Blessed and full of opportunity
Nothing needed
All desired

A vortex of potential
Respect for myself
My ability to choose
Hindered only by
Leveled strength of
My connection to my self

I choose the ride
Of vortex, of love, of joy, of passion, of respect
I see your desire
I see your pleads
I feel your wanting


You have what you want
Or do you?
Show the deepest
Affection and caring
Allow me feel your love

Demonstrate Respect
Enough to
Cause every cell to
Quiver
Excited for reciprocation
The deepest
Strongest
Bond between bodies

Heavenly
Bodies
Reciprocate
Gods to Goddesses
Gods to Gods
Goddesses to Goddesses

Feminine
Masculine
All dissapate
When equal energy
Exchanges

The flow of
Equal passion
Equal choice
Union of two or more
Is oneness

Oneness of Bliss
Floating in cloudless abyss
Visage of lover and beloved
A Schrodinger’s box away


Above was the poem based on a dream from 3 nights ago. I tried to stick to my memory of the dream. I was a little fuzzy from all that transpired in between. I think I did justice to my memory, my desire, and the blood boiling passion it stirred. I did however intentionally avoid revealing gender. Who did I dream of? I’m not certain I know. It had elements of previous dreams, and potentially could be one of the few still in my cogs. Yet it could be a whole new someone masquerading as a prior interest. It could be an unknown vortexual partner which my brain did it’s best to assemble from known parameters. It could be elements of several experiences with multiple people, which my brain assembled into an exciting flow. Time will tell.

May you have good, exciting, passionate dreams. May you know God always wants you to have freedom of choice. May you know your desires are manifesting. May you know your vortex is a sneeze from reality. May you know what is in your dreams and vortex is somewhere right in front of you and you just have to shift long enough to see it. May you sense the good in your reality and align with all that is in your vortex. May you love and respect yourself first and allow the good to show you how much God loves you.

Siva Hir Su

Slow day art.

Today was a very slow day at the clinic, unusually slow. So I started my day off early with an hour of yoga, and then took up some art for another friend. She had shown me a tapestry she liked with dragonflies on it. Knowing she likes colorful things I did a similar, but more colorful image using watercolor paints. I spent 5 hours on it, framed and delivered, and left the office to go give a massage for the return half of my trade. It was a welcome day of enjoyable rest, especially since my weekend may be full of sorting my father’s belongings in prep for his final move.

May you have enjoyable creative time. May you have just enough rest when it is needed. May you have stress free days. May you find everything works out splendid. May you love what you are doing nearly always.

Siva Hir Su

I will leave you with the completed dragonfly image. 8×10 watercolor on Bristol paper.

Ouch and cute.

My 5 year old was jumping around last night just before dinner and landed on grandpa’s walking stick. Wailing erupted immediately.

I launched into fix it mode and sprayed it with arnica and ace bandaged it. I then gave him Tylenol and arnica pellets.

Since it was dinner time, he was parked on the sofa with his foot elevated and fed. Because he was in so much pain he didn’t eat well. We knew he couldn’t climb up into his bed, so we used a floor mat and made it into a bed.

Around 4 am he woke crying because he needed to potty and couldn’t make it on his own. After helping him to the restroom, I dosed him with Tylenol again and decided in the morning I bad better find out how badly he hurt himself.

Nathan drove us 3 to the clinic where I work and I asked doc to take an x-ray. Sure enough the kiddo has gotten himself a couple tiny hairline fractures. Nothing needing set, but definitely needing babied for weeks.

It’s a poor photo because Nathan took the shot after it was off of the light box. If you’re good at reading x-rays you might be able to see the two tiny cracks.

My poor kiddo did not like it when doc told him no jumping for at least a couple of weeks. I reminded him I tried to warn him, and maybe now he’ll listen to us. (Probably not, but I can hope right!)

Anyway, I had started a drawing for a friend last week. It’s of his two pups. I finally finished it today, and thought I would share.

This is the original image I worked from, but I reoriented the positioning of doglegs for a better art layout:

This is the progression of the drawing, beginning, middle, and end. It is Micron Pigma ink pen on 8×10 Bristol paper.

May you have good days and may your kids stay unscathed. May you enjoy time to be creative and have good solutions to all your concerns. May you find gratitude for all the moments where you have all the tools and knowledge you need. May you see everything works out okay.

Siva Hir Su