Whimsical Angel Drawings and a One Winged Angel
Waiting on Breathless Angels
I am very interested in anything to do with wings and flight. Tiny angels, butterflies, birds, fairies.. I am interested in FLIGHT!
My Poem "Waiting on Breathless Angels", my sculptures from my "Bleeding Wings" series speaks to all of this. I think we are often afraid to take flight, reach out beyond what we think we can do sometimes. Thus most of what I write, paint, sculpt has to do with that idea as I try to discover why and why not. This lens is about the twists and turns of our emotions; the ups and downs and in-between's. It is about the struggle and yet about the ecstasy of finding our way, through art.
It is about the love of art and yet being fearful that inspiration might not be found.
Waiting on Breathless Angels
I spoke to a looking glass
hoping for some new vision
to explode uncontrollably
glorious visit from a mentor
music coming out of me.
I don't feel one thing.
No secret friends
just a few pictures
fantasy art of exotic women
female form photography
waiting to be the next fantasy fairy.
Mirror placed close to my face
I had to look away
twas a pitiful display
of feeling just about nothing.
My eyes that once burned with tears
craving the lust of beautiful drawings
left a pitiful trail of ice.
I had to hope
that no one would catch me
days of no colors at all
breathless exotic fairies.
I had a chance to build a trail
along a line of light
the moon had gone chasing
a room of stars in flight
and all the while the sun stopped shining
in honor of those inner photographs
that held up banners
for my pathetic prayers
to no one
just the tune of the night.
Words for a wounded soldier
came to mind
I put those containers of stars
Sacrifice your name
line the box with old songs
and all the angels could say was
hate is a very consuming blanket.
Yet its easy to package
and travels well
And thus the rhythm of sainthood
or just a quirk
a stupid list of rules
in a confessions absence.
Is it possible that the angel did not see
the weariness in my eye
before I fell?
Didn't see the door open
that once inspected closely
Is it possible that she missed
her own open wounds
female forms photographed
unguarded erotic pleasures
And from that space
simple flower fairies race toward
things they might not understand
spun glass figurines
tiny statues of grace
acting out directions.
emptiness that others do profess
the freedom of it
I say back to me
who and where and why
are still useful tools
to knock on doorways
and celebrate their rebellion.
The fantasy art
of this professed exotic woman
she's just waiting for another moon.
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
ALL ART IS DONE BY ME
Wind chimes, figurines, candle holders...
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My Poem, "Whimsical Angel Drawings and a One Winged Angel" - IMAGE is of "Leaving Klimt" 12x6x3 sculpture on canvas/mixed medium
I will take in the sky
and hold it's beautiful offerings.
I will collect whimsical angels.
A one winged angel I will be.
I project the strokes it takes to paint this fairy.
I will push out colors
my palette close at hand.
My one winged angel
disguised at times
her identity to be revealed.
I sift through all my seeds
sort out the ones that will give new life
and watch the rest
fly softly into the wind
to safely find their way.
I reached beyond a rainbow
and drench myself in fairy dust.
I gathered mermaid pictures.
and magical mystical creatures.
I read legends of mermaids.
I had debates about enlightenment.
I heard tales from the lips of angels.
I am a fantasy wild woman,
a one winged angel.
I take out my crayons and make
tiny whimsical angel drawings.
I am a tiny fairy
a one winged angel
anything that strikes my fancy.
I am everything I decide to include
in my journal each and every day.
Words on pages
illustrations of my mood.
A one winged angel
or a culmination of visions.
I will paint whimsical musicians
and beautiful women.
I will sculpt a castle and live there at will.
I will gather letters from the tooth fairy
keep them in a wooden case for emergencies.
I will create a cabaa
serve chocolate eclairs and tea.
I will share my blessed cookbook
and quote affirmations of love.
I will post fairy coloring pages
set them in line
color them when I fell bored.
I will cut out paper dolls
that only dance at midnight.
I will find dragons, capture their fire
and warm my toes on cold days.
Goddess of art
a tale for today
I coat my visions with creativity.
Whimsical angel drawings
fantasy art of a goddess
I am or long to be.
I gave you a key?
I opened the door often
so that you dear friends
would remember me.
There are no debates
about finding enlightenment
this window has never had curtains.
Samples of love affirmations
tied with bright and colorful ribbons
I am a one winged angel
and in my hand
I still have the treasures that sparked it all
my beautiful whimsical angel drawings
held fastly with my one free hand.
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Anastasia Volochkova dancing to Adiemus by Karl Jenkins.
London Philharmonic Orchestra
Miriam Stockley - Vocals
Mary Carewe - Additional Vocals
Pamela Thorby - Recorder
Mike Ratledge - Programmed Percussion
MORE of Anastasia Volochkova dancing tpp!
Spirituality - A Review of "Angels in the ER" - by Rick Fess
There are angels among us, and "Angels in the ER" by Dr. Robert D. Lesslie, MD caught my eye because I still believe in angels. I knew the "ER" meant Emergency Room because I have been there more than once. I thought that this would be a book about people leaving their bodies after being clinically dead on the operating table, or hovering outside an ambulance while they are on the way to witness their own resurrection. Thank God (mine, maybe not yours), this book is about real people. Doctors, nurses, emergency personnel, and the rest of us who visit hospitals as patients and as visitors. Spiritual fiction? I'm not sure...
The author is a doctor who works at an emergency hospital in Rock Hill, South Carolina. He has seen the incredible things that people can endure and the experiences that they can survive first hand. He knows that certain people will step up and exhibit their true tendencies in an emergency situation. Others will stand down and show theirs as well. There are times when you will not know what will happen next. Those are the times that "angels" appear in the form of humans, and they are usually not accompanied by flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder - in fact, this practically never happens anymore.
Dr. Lesslie has years of experience and can easily verify the cases that he writes about. Can he verify EVERYTHING that happens? No. Some of these occurrences will be considered spiritual and purely fictional. As a doctor he can provide the case histories, the names of the people and the dates that they occurred, although they are rarely given in his book. Should you choose to be skeptical you will have to contact him personally for more detailed information, and even then he is probably restricted from giving this information out to the general public.
I chose to read this book because of the title and because it was written by a doctor. I still put my trust in doctors, and I have read too many books by so-called "religious experts" who have disappointed me with their writing. Dr. Lesslie provides a very readable book broken down into short stories about things that he and others have experienced in an emergency room. Some have happy endings, some are very sad and some are actually disgusting in the way that people act today. The stories with the true "angels" are inspiring and this is a book that I will keep on my shelf.
Dr. Robert Lesslie has spent over 25 years as a doctor in his general practice and as an ER doctor. In this book (he has written others as well) he patiently guides you through some of his more memorable experiences with patients, other ER personnel and their families. Each story can be read on it's own and each chapter begins with a verse of scripture that is related to the tale being told. Although the scripture verses are purely for reference, I found it inspiring to go back to the beginning of each chapter to see how that particular verse could be applied to the story he had just related. The doctor's knowledge, spirituality and personal values are revealed - this is not just a book about the trials and tribulations of an ER staff.
Although not every story ends up with every patient being miraculously saved, those that are saved are usually grateful. The patient who manages to leave WITH the fake X-rays he brought with him (?) and WITHOUT his expected shot of Demerol and a prescription for either Tylox, Percocet or Oxycontin will absolutely make you cringe. This chapter titled "You're On My last Nerve" will give you some idea of the lengths people will go to to feed their addictions. It is scary just to read about it.
There are not only angels in the ER, they are in the lives of each one of us. Some show up and make themselves known to us everyday in their quiet, subtle way. The mechanic who fixed your car, the person who held a door for you, the lady who poured your coffee, the man who cleared away your table, the people you live with. Countless others are right beside us, day in and day out with never a word of thanks or acknowledgement sent their way. Still others will leave us and we will never know or appreciate how much they have helped - ever.
Today just might be a good day to thank one or two of them, and don't wait for them to go first...
"Angels in the ER" is a book that is going to stay on my shelf. The title alone constantly reminds me that there ARE angels hERe, and evERywhERe...
Laughter and Love,
"Angels in the ER" Dr. Robert D. Lesslie, MD
Harvest House Publishers http://www.harvesthousepublishers.com
And if you would like to know more about me and my upcoming book "Is There More?", please visit http://www.spiritualfictionbooks.com to access my weekly blog. I regularly review books on spirituality and self-improvement, particularly spiritual fiction books. You can also contact me through the website if you have any questions or comments. Thank you for your interest.
Laughter and love,
ABOUT RICK FESS, in his words
I am a retired businessman and I am now working on my passion - spirituality and self-improvement. I write a weekly blog dealing primarily with spiritual fiction books which can be accessed through my website. I am also working on my own book titled "Is There More?". I live in Southern Ontario, Canada with my wife and our two children. Please visit my site if you would like to know more about me and my book or if you have any questions or comments. Thank you.
THE IMAGE is of my sculpture "Bleeding Wings 5"
Blend some Enya, Clannad, Sarah Brightman and you get Miriam Stockley. Here is more of her music for your enjoyment.