Mono No Aware
Wake
up
my love
’tis
spring
~
I’ve
come
with
offerings
~
songs
of
beauty
I
shall
sing
~
sweet
new
gifts
my
essence
brings;
……….
Wake up
my
love
’tis
spring
~
I’m right
outside
your
door
~
Do
you
notice
my
allure?
~
or
~
feel
the
breadth
of
my
adore?
……….
Wake
up
my love
’tis
spring
~
I’m
here
to
help
you
see
~
just
how
blissful
life
could
be
~
when
you
know
the
depths
of
me;
……….
Wake
up
my love
’tis
spring
~
Watch
me
blushing
in
the
breeze
~
let me
charm
you
as
I
please
~
soothe
your
soul
~
with
~
grace
and
ease:
……….
Wake
up
my love
’tis
spring!
~
But
you
mustn’t
stop
or
wait
~
don’t
loose
sight
or
hesitate
~
for
tomorrow
~
’tis
too
late.
~
©Robyn Lee
Please click here to learn more about the spiritual philosophy
that provided inspiration for this piece : Mono No Aware
Design Me
Design
me
Define
me
~
Discover
where
I’m
bold;
~
Create
me
Elate
me
~
Infuse
me
with
your
soul;
~
Feel
me
Reveal
me
~
Portray
me
as
you
know;
~
For
there
is
~
Truth
in
Love
~
And
~
Love
in
Truth;
~
Your
heart
~
has
shown
~
me
so.
~
©Robyn Lee
©Resa McConaghy, Costume Designer/Artist Extraordinaire
~
Warm thanks to the very lovely and talented Resa McConaghy, of Queen’s end | Life at Queen’s end, King, Queensway and Roncesvalles who unbeknownst to me at the time, sketched the above caricature portrait to include in her recent post In Amore Veritas. After it was complete, Resa sent the sketch to me for approval, and I was fascinated to experience her artistic vision, especially considering we have never met, and have developed our special friendship solely through our blog comments. I believe she captured a very distinct facet of my inner- energy in her playful and delightful rendition. Needless to say, I am both tickled and honored.
I must also add that I’m doubly flattered, since this is the second time I have served as “Muse” for Resa, an accomplished film costume designer in Canada who has outfitted some of the world’s top starlets. If you have not yet seen my post Blue Venus, be sure to check out the stunningly exotic art-gown Resa designed and created for me, featured in her wonderful collection Art Gowns” for Charity.
Resa thank you again for shining your light so brightly here. Clearly, it is you who inspire and heal us with your creative loving heart.
This animation is a treasured gift, and with it, I just may be inclined to start my own– “Robyn Lee: The Super Heroine” series 🙂 !
In Amore Veritas!
❤
~
So Much Love to All,
Robyn
El Arte De Amor
Tracing
a
path
~
to
the
secret
enclave,
~
deep
within
her
pensive
soul;
~
Traversing
slowly
through
exotic
terrain,
~
He
navigates
the
fluent
contours
~
of
her
exquisite
architecture;
~
Accentuating
her
sheer
radiance
~
with
vibrant
hues
~
and
gentle
strokes;
~
Creating
light
and
space
~
and
hope
~
within
the
delicate
recesses
~
of
her
unspoken
dreams.
……….
And
then,
~
for
just a
brief
moment,
~
he
stills
his
beloved
brush,
~
whispers
a
prayer,
~
and
tenderly
~
paints
her
heart.
~
©Robyn Lee
The lovely young woman featured in this image is My Butterfly at The Alcázare of Seville (Spanish “Reales Alcázares de Sevilla” or “Royal Alcazars of Seville” ). Alcazars is a royal palace in Seville, Spain. Originally a Moorish fort, It is the oldest royal palace still in use in Europe.
Blue Venus II
Waves
of
inspiration
flow
from
hearts
that
love
~
On Monday I received an email from my dear friend, Monica,
a very special lady I first crossed paths with in the fall of 2010.
Facing similar challenges, Monica and I found the gift of friendship
after meeting on an internet medical support forum. Since that time,
we have become sisters of the soul… And, for this, I’m so grateful.
After admiring Resa’s spectacular masterpiece art-gown Blue Venus this weekend,
Monica sent me a wonderful poem she composed, explaining
that she was inspired by the stunning gown, combined with
the spirit she envisioned I would wear it.
I am deeply touched by her graceful heart, and
wanted to share her poetic healing words with each of you today.
Paired with a shadow self-portrait, please enjoy this 3rd level
of artistic inspiration born of Resa’s Blue Venus;
Truly captivating verse, crafted by a very
talented poetess, and
beautiful friend.
Thank you
Monica!
With so much Love
~
Robyn Lee
~
Wrapped in clouds and sky
her footfall gentle on the sand
eyes shining with bravery
trailing tranquility in her wake.
~
Garbed in shimmering blue
Grecian goddess dancing
with iridescent fish from the sea
to the melody of hope and love.
~
Floating in sapphire silk,
singing to the ocean and stars
the wind answers back
as she walks like the night, in beauty.
~
©Monica
Blue Venus
Please
take
my
hand
~
It’s
time
to
go,
~
Inside
the
sea
~
of
passion’s
flow;
~
To
dance
on
waves
~
and
~
taste
the
tide,
~
Invade
the
space
~
where
love
collides;
~
Submerged
beneath
the
~
clouds
and
moon,
~
Where
water
sings
~
a
sultry
tune;
~
At
last
I’ll
kiss
~
the
heart
of
you,
~
and
fall
into
~
my
deepest
Blue.
~
©Robyn Lee
To offer creative inspiration to a fellow-artist
seems, to me, one of the richest gifts
we might ever give, or receive.
This gorgeous “art gown” entitled, Blue Venus was designed and created by the very talented and brilliant Resa McConaghy of Queen’s end.
Resa is a professional costume designer, and this is her 4th in an exciting series of “art gowns” featured on her blog.
She explained that she was inspired to design this one for me, after enjoying many of my writings and photos here, featuring sea, sky and love. I could not be more touched and honored, and thus wanted to share this magnificent gown, fit for a goddess, with all of you today. My poem, above, flowed from my pen and heart, almost instantly, after seeing Blue Venus for the first time. Clearly Resa must have intuitive powers, only having asked me about my favorite colors – and creating this fantasy gown that I truly adore.
Hope you enjoyed, and be sure to visit Resa at her Blog, Blue Venus « Queen’s end to see more photos of this stunning gown, and to learn additional details about the birth of her masterpiece. Thank you beautiful Resa ~ I will forever cherish this most incredible gift of your art.
Much Love Always
~
Robyn Lee
Cast Ashore
where
debris
drifts ashore
~
forming
edges
and lines;
~
where
memories
tumble
~
and
hope
is
defined;
~
where
lovers
have
lingered
~
and
faith
has been
born;
~
where
sun’s
tender kiss
~
precedes
hurricane’s
scorn;
~
where
wind
swirls
its
promise;
~
embodied
deep in the
grain,
~
sculptures
of
life
grow
~
amidst
shadows
of
pain.
~
©Robyn Lee
I want to let everyone know that I will be leaving town this weekend for an undefined period of time. I will be flying to another state to consult with a medical professional in order to determine whether I might benefit from working with him privately on a very specific functional training program he developed, in efforts to help stabilize my joints, and better hold them in their sockets.
It is past the 2 year mark now, since my bilateral hip surgeries ( arthroscopic repair of labrum tears and bone impingement). I have done all humanly possible to recover from this surgery , and regain some degree of normal function, but my situation continues to worsen, and the pain remains unrelenting.
As an update to My Story which I wrote about a year ago… it was recently determined that I have congenitally shallow anterior hip sockets (hip dysplasia) in addition to very loose ligaments (body-wide). Thus this last surgery in which my bone was carved, and joint capsule violated in order to do the repairs mentioned, did not serve me, and has seemingly rendered my joints more unstable.
I hope that I will be a candidate for this specialized training program with a functional movement expert I have sought out personally, and have great faith in. Through dedication and hard work, I’m hoping to develop even greater body awareness, and gain enhanced neuromuscular control of my ball/socket joints, increasing stability and reducing pain. As you might imagine, I am trying desperately to avoid further surgeries, which the experts warn, offer “no guarantees”.
Although I may be away for several weeks now, I hope to have internet, and my wireless devices handy, and will keep a good eye on everyone here ~ reading posts as much as possible, and hopefully posting some too.
Sending much Love and Light to all of you,
who have been, and continue to be
such an incredible source of strength
and inspiration in my life.
~
Robyn Lee
Unfolding
You
wait
~
you
watch
~
you
wonder;
~
Patiently,
nurturing
~
caring
~
saturating
me
with
love;
~
And
slowly,
~
layer
by
layer
~
moment
by
moment
~
petal
by
petal;
~
I
open
~
I
reveal
~
I
expose;
~
Unfolding
gracefully
before
you;
~
Offering
my
raw
essence
~
in
all
its
flushed
complexities;
~
Amidst
intricate
creases
and
tender
curves;
~
Unmasking
hidden
facets
~
of
my truest
nature
~
and
the
most
delicate
mysteries;
~
Releasing
sensitive
sweet
aroma;
~
Deep
red
shades
of
~
beauty,
vibrancy
and
life;
~
Until
finally
I
bloom
~
fully
~
wholly;
~
And
you,
the
witness,
~
Find
a
joyous
place
~
in the
softest
perfect
center
of
me;
~
Knowing
that
tomorrow
~
it
may
not
be
ours
~
to
hold.
~
©Robyn Lee
Figs: The Secret
The Fig
is
Erotic?
Oh please,
tell me
How
~
I’d not the
slightest
idea,
until here
until now;
~
Please pardon
my
blushing,
Don’t mean
to
offend
~
But I must
share
my discovery,
Since we’re
all such
good friends;
~
So
savor this
image,
And when
your joy
is complete;
~
Learn the
secret of
Figs
Through
a poetic prose
treat!
~~~
😉 RL
Figs
excerpted from the poem
By D. H. Lawrence
~~~
The proper way to eat a fig, in society,
Is to split it in four, holding it by the stump,
And open it, so that it is a glittering, rosy, moist, honied,
heavy-petalled four-petalled flower.
Then you throw away the skin
Which is just like a four-sepalled calyx,
After you have taken off the blossom with your lips.
But the vulgar way
Is just to put your mouth to the crack,
and take out the flesh in one bite.
Every fruit has its secret.
The fig is a very secretive fruit.
As you see it standing growing,
you feel at once it is symbolic:
And it seems male.
But when you come to know it better,
you agree with the Romans,
it is female.
The Italians vulgarly say, it stands for
the female part; the fig-fruit:
The fissure, the yoni,
The wonderful moist conductivity
towards the centre.
Involved,
Inturned,
The flowering all inward and womb-fibrilled;
And but one orifice.
The fig, the horse-shoe, the squash-blossom.
Symbols.
There was a flower that flowered inward, womb-ward;
Now there is a fruit like a ripe womb.
It was always a secret.
That’s how it should be,
the female
should always be
secret.
~~~
And for even more fascinating information about this sacred, and sultry fruit :
Visibility
“The finest and most intricate details are often
imperceptible from a distance.”
~Robyn Lee
Permanence
“There is a coherence in things,
a stability; something is immune from change
and shines out…in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral,
like a ruby. ”
~Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
Fragile
“nothing which we are to perceive in this world
equals the power of your intense fragility”
~ e.e. cummings
