Sad? Everything You Need Is Inside Your Basket.. "IF"
Inside Your Basket... Inside Your Heart.
There inside the basket.. is everything you ever needed.
There inside the basket is every song
every quote that inspires you.
There inside the basket .. is everything you ever needed.
There inside the basket is you as a whole person
one who travels far and wide within your own heart
all your dreams made real.
Let me just start by telling you that I have NO SECRETS to share that will change you or me. As with ALL of my lenses I write them to myself first as I try to understand what will make "me" a better artist, poet, lover, wife, and a good person who I too can feel proud of. As I write anything at all i am speaking to myself first. I am reminding myself of what makes life more joyous or the struggle less difficult. I write to myself first to tell ME that being happy is not so far a journey.
I wrote a poem once about my basket being empty. It was how I felt and how I still feel...on occasion. It is ALL in your attitude, in our self image and what you do to take care of it.
There is a poem below that I wrote. I have posted it to share my pain and my travel through this life. I post it so that you can see more of who I am; my struggles and triumphs; my resolve; my journey as I try to find pieces of myself that at times feel missing. We are all pretty much the same in that journey but sometimes we leave our own selves emotionally and become numb to our own breathing and our own consequence. We struggle, or I admit to my struggle at times even if you don't. I am pretty sure you do though if you have read this far.
Time is a wasting... it really is. Time to feel our baskets and recognize what you need, what I need, to fill it with. Time to let the sun shine in. Time to recognize that sometimes we just feel lonely or misunderstood or like we are nothing more than a "Basket Case". Lets agree to change that!!
Light and Peace.
"LIFE TAKE ONE"
TURN ON THE MUSIC ... for AMBIANCE!!
Sara Bareilles - Basket Case
"Mother and Daughter" 24x40 oil on canvas by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
This poem of mine does not speak of baskets but it does speak to the fact that sometimes we find them to be empty. By choice, by plan and quite often by neglect. Neglect can happen because we don't feel inspired or we have not taken time to care for things that make us whole or maybe we stopped loving ourselves. When we do not feel love for ourselves we cannot love anyone else as much as we would hope to. Grief, pebbles or even boulders along our pathway cause us to stumble. Oft times as we stumble we don't get up for a long time and sometimes, for some, not ever again.
if i had roses to give you
i would have buried them
muted their breath
measured their penitence
stopped the flood of overflowing criticism
the rain continues
I thought it's shoulders were undaunted
horizontal landscapes catch the rhythm
good and bad
none the less given with due remarks of wanting shelter
in the presence of unadorned queens
was it you who never stopped noting thorns
of now quieted roses?
or me who allowed their travel?
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
IMAGE IS "Dead Roses" by ~ShadowSTOCKCat and you can find it at: http://shadowstockcat.deviantart.com
How to Make a Simple Basket to Put Your Dreams in
From simple to difficult baskets.. just like life.
Baskets for your journey
These are so great for organizing! I used several in my pantry this summer. Don't you just LOVE organization? Maybe not the process, but wow, once things are organized it is such a lift to the spirit!
Bicornial basket of woven cane, from Queensland, early 1900s
The Most Important Thing
BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!
Bitterness and Betrayal Forgiven Beyond the Wounded Sky
We all feel bitterness on occasion or sometimes it never goes away, but somehow we need to let go and in that we will be whole again.
"Bitterness and Betrayal Forgiven Beyond the Wounded Sky"
what a torment
falling on dreams
blocking them out
What a terrible sting
and pathetic song
that seems to penetrate everything
Pain that never seems to end
how far away
or what one does
to try to get through
those memorized heartaches.
Reasons to feel angry
always on ones mind
twists of fate
even hurricanes of unkindness
never to be taken back?
Never to be forgotten?
Embracing the idea of betrayal
magnifying its hurtful deeds
unfaithful arms of love
Flaws pointed to
and put to question
that have no pure answers.
Rivers without water
in a true loves eye
and so sadly denied
within the bitter strokes
deciding which excuses
will be heard
and the ones to remember
despite the bleeding
Coping with the surprise
with whatever vengeance
the heart leans to.
on their prompted direction.
ready to settle arguments
or never overlooking those sins.
Charm bracelets of trinkets
building on what could have been
held together by disappointments
or letting them be golden
seems so simple
not with bitterness
on ones shoulder.
for the one right next to you
breathing on their pillow
set to words that feel empty.
Run or stay
there is no magic
when caution is the only
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen: I am an artist, represented by Monkdogz Urban Art, New York. ORIGINAL ART may be purchased through Monkdogz: http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/M...
THE IMAGE IS OF MY PAINTING "LETTING GO" 24X36 OIL ON CANVAS... I am an artist "first".
THANK YOU for telling me YOU were HERE!! Yay YOU!
© 2012 kathysart