Tuning Into A Frequency

Posted on June 14, 2013 by

?????Tuning into a frequency, vibing on a thought-pattern, focusing, aligning, attracting, magnifying similarities. All of these come to mind when I think of the ease in which I’ve been gathering material for additional input on my topic for The Healing Fountain on Monday—Write Through 4D. LINK

I wasn’t even looking for confirmation or other points of view, and yet they showed up in my inbox or when I was clicking around for other things. I love when that happens. It makes me feel like I’ve got all my horses going in the same direction. The energy wave I’m riding just seems to accelerate.

My premise is that as everything originates from within, and it is our perceptions that influence our thoughts, art, indeed all the arts, are more valuable than ever because they express what we feel inside. On Monday I will be talking specifically about how personal writing gives us an opportunity for clearing the fourth dimension, or 4D, the world of imagination, thoughts, feelings—and the Shadow, that which we keep hidden, especially from ourselves. It is an experiential process like meditation; it only works if you do it yourself.

Meanwhile, this wonderful line arrived in my inbox via a newsletter from Quantum Awakening:

The coffee of remembrance is being served energetically on earth deck 4D. Awakening is guaranteed.

 And how about this quote from The Template which talks about circuitry being reconnected:

That which is now being translated in the media as a global crisis is, in fact, the deterioration of the material field. This deterioration is the darkness of the womb that gives birth to a new model of existence, a new paradigm. As circuitry is reconnected, the resurgence of divine life-force re-establishes our true identities beyond the psychosocial, chemical, electromagnetic and religious manipulation of consciousness.

For me this occurred intuitively, through painting and drawing from my imagination. An activity that energized my right-brain and brought the light to my subconscious. The next step was writing. I wrote about my life experiences with the analytical left-brain, fusing memory, thoughts and feelings with knowledge gained from the inner world.

In this video “Ascension Exchanges” by Chris Bourne of Openhand Foundation,  he says that the key is in confronting the pain. There is sometimes an eagerness to take the pain away before we fully realize what we need to get from it. Pain is not something to be taken away; it is something to be confronted and felt and experienced, emotionally, mentally, physically—and then we can heal. And then it will go without the need to come back. This is Karma. It’s so important right now that we confront our shadow, or our karma, clearing it to free ourselves and empower our lives.

Here is a funny and profound Bruce Lipton video  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21bxAH6mHc8 Rewriting the Program, where he talks about identity as coming from information in the environment, of the body being like a television set. The identity is a continuously playing broadcast while the body (as a television set) comes and goes. It’s a key to immortality, but not physical immortality – energy immortality, being part of the field. Lipton reminds us how we can explore and learn all the reasons why we are the way we are, and yet our lives don’t seem to change – because the conscious mind learns differently than the subconscious mind, and we’ve been programmed from childhood.

Lipton expertly explains his grasp of the matter from a scientific point of view. Whereas I have found the job of explaining a bit daunting coming from my role as an artist, and a mystical one at that, who has made intuitive discoveries through painting. I can show you my pictures and say, See! See what I saw? But the paintings were what my own subconscious was communicating to me. And it was the act of painting that brought it to my consciousness.

Healing FountainThough not completely. Because I then had to embark on a new career of writing memoir in order to piece everything together in a coherent form. As Lipton himself states, the subconscious mind learns very differently from the conscious mind. The paintings were one thing, and having a mental grasp of what I was communicating to myself was quite another.

Listen live to The Healing Fountain, Write Through 4D on Monday, June 17, 2013. It will also be available in the archives.

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Distilling Vision

Posted on May 24, 2013 by

Distilling Vision

Self-Portrait 1980 Oil on Canvas by Nancy Wait

Self-Portrait 1980
Oil on Canvas
by Nancy Wait

 

My thumb rises through the thumb-hole
Of a curved wooden palette
A tray laid with colors
Shaped like a kidney
Doing kidney work
Distilling vision.
I lay my prayers on the kidney tray
Placed before my body 
Below the heart.

©Nancy Wait 2013

 

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Season Finale

Posted on April 27, 2013 by

quotes-writing-william-h-gass-600x411This Tuesday, April 30th, 2013, will be our last show of the series we began three months ago on Inspirational Storytellers on Blog Talk Radio. I am grateful to all the guests who have come on our show to share their stories, and to my friend and co-host, Lynne Ralph (aka Lynne Marie) for her tireless work in creating and promoting our guests and their stories on her website, Inspirational Storytellers. It is our stories that give meaning to the world. And meaning to our own lives.

Behind everything, there is a story. Did you write a shopping list? There’s a story behind each one of the items you’ve chosen. There’s a story behind your need for them too. The shoes you’re wearing have a story to tell. Life itself is a myriad of stories—funny, sad, poignant, tragic, ennobling, confusing, difficult to express sometimes, which is why we salute those who do write their stories, and those that even make the attempt. Those who write fiction draw from their own experiences, so we salute them too, as well as those who write from their imagination.

storyWhen you put your story out there, you are making a difference. Even if you don’t share it with anyone, you are changing the world because you have changed the energy in your room. You’ve changed the way your molecules vibrate. In opening up, in putting your story down on paper, you are putting it outside yourself. So it is no longer just inside you. And in that process, you are making yourself more real in the world.

But we haven’t only had writers on the show; we’ve had people who have taken it upon themselves to inspire others the way that they have been inspired. It may have been to take a leap of faith. Or to pick themselves up after a disappointment, when the life they had previously known fell apart. And they want to share how they did it, what steps they took, and how they ended up finding a new life, new meaning, and a new perspective.

wounded wisdomWe’ve also talked with a couple of artists who, aside from doing their own work, support others in taking up the brush in order to access a deeper part of themselves. Perhaps a hidden part, or a more real part, but definitely an aspect that has not been acknowledged or dealt with—the creative side, which makes all things possible. Whenever you dream that you can do something, you must do it. You need to make a start, and believe in yourself, and do whatever you can to keep that belief going, no matter what. Because we are all here to fulfill the dream of ourselves. A dream that I believe, we came in with at birth.

Our job, the purpose of this show, has been for a short period of time, to say Hurrah! to those who have been inspired to follow their dream, to follow their heart, and have lived to tell the tale. Sending out sparks, as it were, so that others may be ignited with the courage to get on with it, and share their light too. Never underestimate the power of a single spark!

tumblr_mgdlnqT6jl1s14q67o1_500It’s all about sharing the light. If you have done the work of transforming your darkness into light, you will naturally want to share it, so that others may be inspired to share their stories as well, and we all may be encouraged to keep peering into our shadows, lighting up the darkness! Re-energizing ourselves and all we come in contact with—with the energy of lightness, the fire of creativity. So say it loud, and say it clear, because we cherish your radiance!

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Meaningful Encounters

Posted on March 18, 2013 by
drawing by Nancy Wait: Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler

drawing by Nancy Wait: Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler

Tuesday, March 19th, 2013, is the day for meaningful encounters on Blog Talk Radio with Inspirational Storytellers ~   LINK

I will be reading a radio play with my cohost Gary Moore called Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler at the Starbucks Cafe, which is about a meaningful encounter.

Then I will read aloud a story called Geo for George,

Cover image, "Sacred Wound" by Nancy Wait

Cover image, “Sacred Wound” by Nancy Wait

(working title), which is about how the cover image came about on a little ebook called Sacred Wound, which is free March 18th through the twentieth.

The show will be LIVE at 5pm EDT; 9pm GMT, and available afterwards in the archives.

Geo for George is about a Meaningful Encounter of the 4th Dimensional Kind (as experienced by a romantic).

It is part of a collection of true stories in progress about a female artist in the 1980s who is propelled into 4th dimensional consciousness vis-à-vis a number of “meaningful encounters.” The 4th dimension has been called a clearing station, and that is how I like to see it. A place of clearing, on the journey to wholeness and love, aka 5D.

The story begins in 3D, yet doesn’t end there. It goes on. But not in 3D. It ends in 3D, but it goes on, this fly-by-night you thought was a new journey. But it ended. However meaningful the encounter was to you, it didn’t go anywhere. Not in 3D.

There will be no shared memories, only your memory. The memory will stay with you because it was meaningful. And it was meaningful  because your life has been altered, and you will never look at things in quite the same way again.

I hope you will join us!

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Sparks Igniting One Another

Posted on March 17, 2013 by

SparksAt the beginning of my radio shows on Inspirational Storytellers I introduce the guest as a spark, setting up the idea right away that we are going to spark each other. The last few days I’ve been seeing how I spark myself.

1→It began a month or so ago when I happened to come across the phrase—probably in someone’s link on facebook—Turning Wounds Into Wisdom. I went to Huffington Post to have a look, and found it mostly a rehash of everything we’ve heard on the topic already. What a great phrase though!

drawing by Nancy Wait: Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler

drawing by Nancy Wait: Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler

2→It then occurred to me to do a reprise of a radio play I wrote a couple of years ago called, Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler at the Starbucks Café, because at least it made light of being wounded. And god know laughter helps.

3→Now I had to think of what else would go with it as the play wasn’t very long. In past years I had spent some time on radio talking about the Wounded Healer, so I looked up my old files. There was quite a lot of material I’d forgotten about. As I was putting it together I realized the title would have to be Sacred Wound, as that was the main theme.

4→As I was deciding the order and beginning to do some revisions, adding new thoughts to the old, it occurred to me to create a mini-ebook out of the articles and give it away on the show.

5→Now I had to think of what I wanted on the cover. The painting of “George” would be perfect. I hadn’t shown it around much—and from the moment I painted it back in ’85 I had called him Wounded Man.

The ebook was finished about a week before air-date. The show was already posted on the Blog Talk Radio show page, and I updated the picture of the ebook cover which now had the title splashed across his chest.

couple6→Then I noticed the stock photo I was using to illustrate the radio play didn’t look that great with the copyright name smack in the middle. Why didn’t I create my own illustration?

drawing by Nancy Wait: Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler

drawing by Nancy Wait: Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler

So I did.

7→With less than a week before the show, it was time to start generating interest. A blog would be nice. A blog about the painting of “George” perhaps. So I wrote a blog called “Meet George” and posted it on facebook. It turned out to be one of my more popular pieces. People were commenting about how they wanted to know more about “George.” I actually had fun writing it, because sometimes when you force yourself to encapsulate a lot of feeling and memory into a few paragraphs, you go for the “funny.” Details can be sticky. Explanations can be sad. But when you stick to the main point—boy meets girl—you’re on proven territory.

I told one commenter on facebook that the “George” story would be fully developed in the upcoming sequel to my first memoir. (Upcoming! Who knew when that would be? I’ve been working on it for over a year and a half already and it’s nowhere near done!) And then I felt bad about it. But I also felt good, because it’s always a good feeling when people are looking forward to reading your next book. Then I felt bad again, thinking, how could I deprive them of this story until an indefinite publication date?

8→Why don’t I write it now? Read that on the show instead of the ebook which I’m offering for free and which they could read for themselves if they’re interested?

I had already written about the “George” thing and how the painting on the cover of the ebook had come about. The writing was old, but it wouldn’t take a huge effort to modify it and bring it up to my current standards. After two marathon days of revision, I told myself it was okay, it was good enough. I titled it Geo for George. It wouldn’t be in print, only spoken aloud, and where the writing might be less than sterling, I would make up in vocal expression.

Sparks 29→Meanwhile, the concentrated effort of revising and creating, launched a turbulence in my system that was whipping up new thoughts and ideas. The troubles I’d been having with my sequel resolved themselves overnight when I began to formulate a different kind of construction, a different layout.

I’ll keep that under wraps for now, and stop at number 9. Nine sparks. Nine is my Destiny Number. Nine signifies completion. Enough. I hope you will join me this Tuesday on Blog Talk Radio for a live reading (with me and veteran radio host, Gary Moore) of Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler at the Starbucks Cafe, and pick up your complementary copy of Sacred Wound, free from March 18th through March 20th.

LINK to Show at 5pm EDT; 9pm GMT, and afterwards always available in the archives.

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Meet George

Posted on March 13, 2013 by
Painting in oil by Nancy Wait (1985) 32x46

Painting in oil by Nancy Wait (1985) 32×46

This was

my painterly

impression

of “George”

in 1984.

Cover image, "Sacred Wound" by Nancy Wait

Cover image, “Sacred Wound”
by Nancy Wait

This is the cover

of my new mini-ebook

Sacred Wound

published

on March 12, 2013.

Thirty-six years later, “George” gets a banner across his chest.

Let me tell you about George. He was a client. He was nice. He was nice because he hired me, paid me on delivery, and ordered lots more. Architectural renderings, that is. Then he framed them and hung them in his office. But one day he offered to give me a lift to the subway. And before I got out of the car he gave me a peck on the cheek. A peck! And yet I heard bells. It could have been straight out of that old movie, Tom, Dick and Harry with Ginger Rodgers when she heard bells and knew which one she should marry. (I forget which now.)

This, however, was far from my limited experience of “George.” Nevertheless, an unforgettable impression was made. Once those bells start ringing in your head, something must be done. Cut to the chase, after it was officially over, (though some would say it was only ever over in my head, or put another way, I was in over my head) I decided to paint the portrait he never got around to sitting for. I painted it from memory. From my imagination. From the intuitive feeling I had when I thought of him.

The result came as a complete surprise to me, as it did not resemble the image he presented outwardly to the world. And yet I had ‘picked it up.’ I had seen him on an inner level, hence the strong emotional feelings on my part. A flurry of renewed creativity ensued, partly because of this graphic representation of a ‘wounded man’ that sprang from my imagination when I was trying to get “George” out of my system. (Yes, some women might try to “Wash That Man Right Out of Their Hair” like in South Pacific, while others of us stretch a new canvas and squeeze out some paints.)

This is actually a rather long story, dealing with one’s muse, the anima and animus, the inner male, the wounded soul, and recognizing a wound in the “other” before being able to deal with it in oneself. I will get to that as it fascinates me like crazy.

Meanwhile, tune in next week on March 19th to Blog Talk Radio where I will be reading from my mini-ebook Sacred Wound (“George” isn’t mentioned; it’s enough he’s on the cover), and giving the book away free. I will also be performing a radio play I wrote called  ”Mr. Woundid and Ms. Heeler at the Starbucks Cafe,” which tries to be funny! Hope you will join me.

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Writer’s Block? Maybe You Need A Mission

Posted on February 15, 2013 by
Between a rock

Watercolor by Nancy Wait

I’m serious. Writer’s block is serious. It can be devastating. I’m currently hosting a blog talk radio show called Inspirational Storytellers, and as you’d naturally expect, my goal is to be inspiring. This is actually not difficult for me. Because no matter what I am going through personally, I have this bubbly sun-shiny personality that always sounds enthusiastic. (Except when I’m really low, and then I keep my mouth shut and write in my journal. Or watch DVDs.) Doing a radio show is in itself an upper, so no worries there.

But this isn’t about radio shows per se. This is about writing. And what to do when you feel you’re stagnating, or you can’t seem to move forward, or can’t seem to get to it period.

I have been struggling with these very things in recent months. A year and a half ago I published my first book, my first memoir, and began the sequel immediately afterwards. I was extremely excited about covering new territory after being submerged for so many years in one particular time-frame—albeit a twenty-seven-year time-frame. The sequel was to be about what came after. Many readers expressed enthusiasm for the next book, and that helped. But not enough. Not nearly enough.

I can imagine that even if I had a hefty advance from a publisher for this next book, I still might be flummoxed. Because this has absolutely nothing to do with someone waiting for pages or printed pages or bound pages or digital pages… This has to do with my personal objective. Or lack thereof.

One of the most valuable comments I received from my advisor at grad school was, “Why are you telling me this?”

Boy, what a wake-up call! Why indeed? I had quite a story to tell, if I could just get it out, but until I found the raison-d’etre, forgeddabout it – as we say in Brooklyn.

It has not been a simple matter, deciding who I am writing to this time. For the first book it finally became clear to me, when I asked the question in the very first line—What did I know and when did I know it? I then proceed to spend the next three-hundred and fifty pages explaining the answer. Tellingly, I subtitled the book, “The Memoir That Solved A Mystery” Because it was true.

watercolor by Nancy Wait

watercolor by Nancy Wait

With the second book, the sequel, I have wanted to tell the story of how I became an artist and why, and what it did for me, and what it did not do. It sounds fairly straight forward, yet I have found this is far from the case. I have one of those minds that needs constantly to be held in check because it tends to go all over the place. It’s why I literally throw away hundreds of pages. But never mind about that. It’s part of my process and I’ve learned to live with it. The thing is, and what I wanted to say today is, that it struck me this morning with a great deal of force—that what I must do is see and perceive my overall mission. I could say ‘goal,’ but mission tends to put it on a slightly higher level. Of course my goal is to finish the thing…but what is my purpose, my mission, the thing I need to keep reminding myself each day that will keep me focused on reaching my goal?

It is not just to spill my guts or bleed on the page or ‘just’ put it out there, tell my story. There’s got to be a why. Why should you bother to read it? Who am I writing to? I cannot emphasize enough how important this last thing is—who am I writing to. This “Who” is not going to change the facts of the story, but it is going to change my slant. It is going to affect the presentation.

Well, the good news is that this morning I have made a decision. I will write to that uncensored aspect of myself who understands my truth, and will not judge. Because often it is not enough in memoir to merely change names—or even lump characters together. It’s the truth of ourselves we’re dealing with. And we have to know why we’re telling it, and the purpose behind it—in order to have the strength and courage to carry on. And I have to believe, have to have to have to, that somewhere, there is someone, who needs to hear my truth. Not just my story, but my truth. Why else would I be struggling so hard to get it out? Because perhaps I hear a voice, calling me from the future, pleading with me to spit it out already.

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