Friday, August 24, 2018

Finding Hope in the Darkness of Grief: Spiritual Insights Expressed through Art, Poetry and Prose, By Diamante Lavendar

What a powerful little work of Art, Poetry and Prose.

I started weeping very soon into the book and by the time I was  half  into it my hand was on my heart and I had tears flowing on to my desktop.

The artistry in the book was unexpected and truly beautiful.    I felt the power and beauty of each work, each word and  I will return to the images and passages often. 

The truth of the words took my hand and dove into my heart and soul.   Reading this collection is like coming home.  It is like coming home to spirit. 

It helped to sink in about 1.5 years of therapy with a kindness, softness and special caring. It is a truth that confirms, resonates and sits beautiful in my heart and mind.   It is so familiar because it is true and it is within me and all of us.

To say I am grateful for this book is such and understatement.    I need to sit with it for a while longer, but I felt compelled to write this review while still under the spell of the truth and beauty.   Thank you Diamante Lavendar for writing and sharing.   

Universal truths speak deep into the places  in us that nothing else can touch and healing ensues.

Thank you to Serena for including me in the blog tour. 



About the Author:
Diamante Lavendar began writing in college and published poetry in anthologies.Most of her writing is personal and stems from her experiences and those of her family and friends. She also creates visual art with colored pencils, acrylic paints, and various mixed media. Diamante is also the author of Breaking the Silence and Poetry and Ponderings: A Journey of Abuse and Healing through Poetry. Learn more at her website.

Book and Author Information:  (The synopis below is what I really wanted to say๐Ÿ˜ ) .....
Diamante Lavendar’s Finding Hope in the Darkness of Grief: Spiritual Insights Expressed Through Art, Poetry, and Prose, published by Balboa Press in June 2018.
This earthly plane offers much for us to learn: happiness, wisdom, loss, heartbreak, and enlightenment. It is a Pandora’s box of emotions, situations, opportunities, and failures, all wrapped into a package we call life. Nobody is immune, but everyone has the opportunity to grow tall or wither like a flower in harsh light. It’s completely up to us how we choose to respond.
Finding Hope in the Darkness of Grief is a gleaning of insights from artist Diamante Lavender. For her, life has been a long, difficult road, but it has taught many poignant lessons. Her poetry collection is an exploration of the human soul, a traversing of situations that life throws at us. Diamante has always been intrigued by the ability to overcome and move on to bigger and better things.
She writes to encourage hope and possibility in those who read her stories. If she can help others heal, as she has, then Diamante’s work as an author and artist will have been well spent. She believes that everyone should try to leave a positive mark on the world, to make it a better place for all. Writing is the way that she is attempting to leave her mark—one story at a time.


If you want to follow along, here is the blog tour.
Blog Tour Schedule:
Aug. 20: Jorie Loves A Story (Review)
Aug. 24: The Soapy Violinist (Review)
Aug. 27: Jorie Loves A Story (Interview)
Sept. 1: The Book Lover’s Boudoir (Review)
Sept. 6: Wall-to-Wall Books (Review)
Sept. 11: Ethereal Pages (Guest Post)
Sept. 12: Diary of an Eccentric (Poem)
Sept. 18: The Book Connection (Review) 

Monday, August 20, 2018

Tree - the reapers hand

Death hand calling...  it’s just my imagination  going wild.... 

Sunday, August 19, 2018

It’s complicated..

Redecorating.... the “big” library needs to be broken into sections and smaller shelves through the house...and into “the gallery” ... breaking them up... figuring out shelves... it’s stressful on this book collector.  I know... first world problems.

This is just a sampling of the books in the library.   I have them in every room, closet and drawer.... I need to find consistent minimalistic spaces for the books  without boxing a single one up.  

 Ok OK... I can give some away. Some.  I share books.

I have a plan... this will end well. yayay.   Thank you for listening to my whining blather. I read ebooks now.   :/

My books are like a family.   This is the picture after the last “reduction” #neveragain. 

Breath... it’s all good. 

Friday, August 17, 2018

Filterless Friday.... 

Hello...

I just wanted to share some pics of the day.... there was nothing special in the pics today... but Happy Friday.  And peace and love to all. 

Pics include my succulent that I call Lioness, Faded Passion flower, and a day moon.  

Special prayers for me with a spiritual man/counselor today.  I am grateful and feel blessed. 

Wishing for a peaceful weekend to all.


Monday, August 13, 2018

Monday

Come on people now

Smile on your brother

Everybody get together

Try to love one another

Right now

Saturday, August 11, 2018

Losing my religion

Oh, life is bigger

It's bigger

Than you and you are not me

The lengths that I will go to

The distance in your eyes

Oh no, I've said too much

I set it up

That's me in the corner

That's me in the spotlight

Losing my religion

Trying to keep up with you

And I don't know if I can do it

Oh no, I've said too much

I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing

I thought that I heard you sing

I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper

Of every waking hour

I'm choosing my confessions

Trying to keep an eye on you

Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool

Oh no, I've said too much

I set it up

Consider this

Consider this

The hint of the century

Consider this

The slip that brought me

To my knees failed

What if all these fantasies

Come flailing around

Now I've said too much

I thought that I heard you laughing

I thought that I heard you sing

I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream

That was just a dream

That's me in the corner

That's me in the spotlight

Losing my religion

Trying to keep up with you

And I don't know if I can do it

Oh no, I've said too much

I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing

I thought that I heard you sing

I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream

Try, cry

Why try?

That was just a dream, just a dream, just a dream

Dream

REM - Losing my religion