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in her soul, there is stillness

joyous praise,
stirs humming
weaving Light.

this light
a thing done,
we shield,
we run.

We rest Your effort;
awhile we practice.
in stillness we rise;
abundant,
a thing done.

living the movement
shed free I AM!
emergent — doing as being;

Activation-Synthesis
Theory of Dreams

CKS

Activation-synthesis theory is a neurobiological explanation for the genesis of dreams first proposed in the late 1970s by J. Allan Hobson and Robert McCarley. According to their theory, dreams are what result when the cerebral cortex attempts to make sense of (or synthesize) the neural activity that is taking place in lower, less-advanced portions of the brain, like the brain stem.

The lower-lying structures of the brain are primarily involved in biological functioning necessary for survival and reproduction, while the cerebral cortex is responsible for more advanced activity, such as thought development and processing. (from Lesson transcript, Chapter 4, Lesson 7, instructor Chris Clause, Activation-Synthesis Theory of Dreams: Definition & Explanation)

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This time of year the days grow longer, and within my spiritual practice, I enter Lent, a time when we bury the Hallelujah. In action, we do not sing or use this word in daily life.

Lent, on the Christian Liturgical calendar, are 40 days mirroring the 40 days Jesus spent in the wilderness, before he began his ministry. Hallelujah is a word of praise in moment come, and Lent, moment become-ing.

Over the years of moving through this liturgical calendar of practice, seasons have evolved for me. Lent, used to be suffering, denial in a very physical sense. I fasted. I gave up physical things like chocolate. Things which made me feel apart of even though I really didn’t have much of a clue. But I did feel present with. while simultaneously still wrapping myself in the comforts of my fears; extreme shyness as a means of survival.

More and more my heart moves into stepping back and really asking, does this help me draw closer in relationship? to the God of my understanding, allowing the Light of Christ to move through me. Drawing me into physical relationship with you. people. Earth. Community. What does that look like?

I ask, where am I still piling over, creating false shyness? not allowing the stir humming; the doing being?

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Today, on the eve of the next 40 days, I know where I run. I shield the desires of my heart within old tapes telling me i can’t. in very loud shapes and forms.

These voices sing into me; they pound with fists made of belts, telling me the how of being in relationship, is vain and narcissistic. I stand still in the wilderness of the between; unable to leave my hearts desire, simultaneously burying it in playing dumb and incapable and quiet.

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This year, I am called to practice. I am called to give up this imposed stillness. My basic needs of survival are met today. I actively ask for help and do what I am able to meet my needs. My higher functioning is still working that out. to trust; myself and you.

I am responsible to you. I am again naked before you. letting go more of that onion as the saying goes. My go to answer is stating my desire and then negating it with “i don’t know what that looks like. . . “

I do know. My work in art and poetry is life living and sharing; struggling strong; flawed and imperfectly perfect.

Art and poetry befriended me as a little girl, and kept that stir humming inside my heart, and I lived. Today, I live well. I want you to have that kind of friendship too. In relationship within the creative process.

This year, I walk with my very old friend; rest belts of old tapes. thank you for your service. thank you for having tea with me. I know you helped me get to today. You helped me grow roots. Lets grow deeper in our dreams.

paint much love, always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower

*feature image – in her soul there is stillness within the hours,
digital drawing, 4″ x 4″ ink, paper on wood, available

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gaze between us

Thunder and Light

Air stillness inhales
eyes of the entrapped cosmos
— before breath held just

paint much love, always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower

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and she danced

into such winds
she laughed;
learning to play;
feeling her joy.
CKS

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paint much love, always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower

*sold, private collector, 2020 – thank you!

*painted with Surface/Surface Pen with Sketchable and Rebelle 3

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Shine On You Crazy Diamond

Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pink Floyd

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Love is truly a verb
headed to dk Gallery, Marietta, GA
12th Annual Nude and Figure Show
Opens – Friday, February 7, 2020 at 5 PM – 9 PM

4 x 6 in. on 8 x 10 in. paper
Love holds you into the forever
16 x 20 in. on paper
4 x 6 in. on 8 x 10 in. paper
Sun at water’s edge
28 x 20 in. on paper
4 x 6 in. on 8 x 10 in. paper
The Bathers
28 x 20 in. on paper

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When She Dreams

detail, love is the freedom to roam, digital drawing, 16 x 20 in.

When she dreams,
she is dancing
in the forest of her home.

CKS

Love is the Freedom to Roam, detail, digital drawing, 16 x 20 in. on paper

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Dancing I am; with all parts of my body. This happens to be my first post I created completely with my eyes. Thanks to Team Gleason for the long-term loan of a Tobii 4C eye tracker and bracket for my Surface Pro. More to come on this. For now, enough to say, OMG I love it! #nowhiteflags

Georgia peeps, new work is coming to dk Gallery in February for their annual Nude and Figure Show; sneak peek in Love is the Freedom. . .

Idaho peeps, new work is going to The Gallery at Finer Frames with Meg Glasgow in Eagle Idaho in time for Art with a Heart in February, benefiting Meals on Wheels.

To all my peeps living all over the world, don’t worry, I have you covered. I have created a tab – Purchase – This contains all the places work is/will be available; click on each link for a portfolio of the work in each place; enjoy, and of course contact info if you find a piece you can’t live without; you need not be local to purchase. Check it out, and let me know what you think of this new tab.

New this year, at the bottom of every post you will notice a button called – Tip Jar – This is a PayPal.me link where you can show your support with a li’l some’n in the tip jar. Like a particular poem? a post spoke to you? enjoying the blog in general? Put a little something in the Tip Jar. Thanks!

I hope you stay with me here, and I invite, ask, and hope you will read, enjoy, like posts, comment, share, and invite others. This is what Crooked Little Flower is here for. And I need your help to reach out and grow.

Happy New Year! Let’s do this!

paint much love,always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower

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Looking forward into 2020; Looking back on a life living

I almost titled this “two years in” as a follow up and continuing from “One Year On“. What the title of this post will be at time of hitting publish, I don’t know. Hope you like it just the same.

I am proud that despite needing some time off, overall, I have blogged for you more regularly. I am happy to share, and even more happy you enjoy; and that these posts provide a moment of joy, support, beauty; whatever you need of it, I am glad we are hear together.

I live with a rare disease. I am proud the disease is stabilizing, and my family and I have settled into a pretty darn good place of adapting. This means life for everyone improves.

I am proud to have new friends from Microsoft. I had a blast with a crew coming out twice to my studio. and if you have seen what shown at their launch, here it is and know that there is another video to come in which my husband is writing the music for.

Beyond my wildest dreams never would I have thought I, Connie, lover of all things dirt, earth, and graphite, would evolve into a full-time digital artist. Loving the freedom, discovery; pushing the boundaries of digital art; and I am just getting started.

I am proud of my relationship with dk Gallery. A beautiful group of artists, and Donna and her team truly seek the best for their represented artists.

I am proud of my growing relationship with my tribe at PoetsArtists. Didi Menendez is a dynamic force, and also truly represents and seeks the best for this talented bunch of artists and poets. I look forward to 2020 and beyond.

I am proud to breathe, to smile, and my walkabout down Rebels Creek Road saying hello to my neighbors. How fun it is to feel the wind and the sun; to hear the creek and the birds, to watch the deer before me, and the random creatures and plant life all around me.

I am proud to ask for help; add to the arsenal of adaptive equipment and techniques to help life in its living. I am proud to take time for myself, and meet my needs, so life keeps living.

I am proud to be in awe of the sunrise, and equally in awe of the tears of grief, frustration, and fear. I am proud of the good days as equally of the bad days. Because I get to have days. How cool is that. They are my days that I get to love my family and my friends; new and old. Nothing could be more beautiful.

I am proud I live with this disease. Not overcoming, running away, defy odds or funny colored glasses.

Well, maybe I do live with rosy glasses, but I believe they are rosy because I just live. I don’t make them rosy. I don’t place false hope or place more worth in how I live. I believe they are rosy because its truth, and nothing else. I practice life. and in that, smiles abound through the all of it.

I am proud to finally be able to describe myself as tenacious, happy, motivated, and joyous without qualifiers like vanity and narcissism. I am equally proud to describe myself as anxious, fearful, doubtful, and confused without qualifiers like less-than and broken.

I am not broken. I am Connie Karleta Sales, passionate about art and life and opportunity to share.

And that, my friends, is the focus of 2020. Are you ready? Hold on tight, its bound to be a fun-wild-ride!

paint much love, always,
Connie
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower

*Feature Image: Quiet of a Winter Lent II,
digital drawing, paper on wood panel, 4″ x 4″ x 7/8″,
available through dk Gallery

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