Friday, April 14, 2017

Trust the Seeding to Reveal the Miracles

Awaken to Spring in the sweet energy of change and Love





Listening to "Remember the Light" music by Kevin Kern. Angel chills running through my heart as I write these words. Here with intention to honor this day, Good Friday, with my awareness and love. After meditation with Meg Benedicte I stretch to Yoga poses and I light 3 candles in the salt stone. Sending light and healing to those who are in need at this moment. I am listening to soul music and watching the sunshine streaming in with rainbows on the wall. Holding sacred space of allowing release and peace. As I look out the window, I see the first sighting of many purple and yellow finch. nuthatcher, chicadees and grey titmouse returning to the feeder. All of them gathered together makes my heart sing. This is a day to gather our seeds of hope, wisdom, and trust in the divine, in the goodness of life .


Cindy Taylor Clark copyright 2017

Angel message

Forgive the sadness, chaos, and unjustice you see in the world. You are here to fully step into your own sweet awareness of the Love that you are. No one can keep you from that knowing except yourself. Find solace in awakening to Spring within you. Place your hand on your heart and breathe forgiveness, love, and hope into your whole Being.
You are no less than the beauty of nature that you see around you. You are here to acknowledge this beauty within yourself, and by practicing Self Love you will not only heal your misconceptions, but your acts of love will ripple out and touch the earth and everything and everyone. Choose to bring loving to your every moment in a state of gratitude and wonder. Accept all feelings as the gateways of your journey. Look, listen, touch, taste, and smell with intention and inquiry. Let your intuition blossom and grow into strength and purpose. This will serve you well. Spring forward into the precious sunlight of your own Heart Song. Love is truly all that is. Blessed Be.  
You are never alone, We are always with you.
Call on us when you need support in any way.
Your Angels of the Divine Alignment Team

Cindy Taylor Clark
Threads of Light
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Friday, February 3, 2017

Sweet Birch Musings ~ between the paint and the canvas






















2017 copyright Cindy Taylor Clark

Smooth and soft,
Dark eyes and flowing marks,
Sturdy branches, singing leaves,
Paper thin, revealing fibers,
Stretching tall, swaying wind,
Tell me sister birch your message here. (angel message from my Sweet Birch)

I offer you this day, my essence of deep earth and open sky.
My slender branches that sway and bend,
with leaves of green and yellow hue
that sing a song so sweet and true.
All life is flowing inside roots from deep below.
 I hold that place of peace that calls to you.
 Come to nurture your heart by me,
 and feel the love we join in Being silent here
Ask me now your healing concern,
and I will hold your heart with mine.
Take this time to feel this joy of letting go,
and dance by me into overflow.
 Practice peace just for a time each day
 in gratitude for all we share.
The earth and sun, the sky and stars
 are mirrors of who you really are.
Look up, feel down, and breathe
the life inside your healing arms.
Send light and love in all you do,
for nature is the beauty that shines in you.
Blessed are the days that Be,
come and play and sway with me.
Watch my shadows come and go,
feel my strength and keep my song
in tune with yours.
I am your faithful friend and more.
Feel our essence soar.
Thank you for opening to my place of
standing tall, moving gently, and blessing all.

Painting my birch energy on a 12 x 12 canvas
Threads of Light
Cindy Taylor Clark

angelight444@gmail.com

Friday, February 19, 2016

Wild Writing on Freedom Friday

Wild Writing on Freedom Friday 
                                                         
Feb. 19, 2016

In gratitude of the "Light" today. Temps from 14 degrees to 19 at 9:30. Many winged ones gather at the feeder. Yellow finch, purple martins, chickadees, nut hatchers, and wrens. Sweet Lilly sits in attention by the kitchen window. Music of light and joy streams on my cable channel. Still sitting in my red fluffy bathrobe at 9:30. It must be "Freedom Friday". In Red Thread Cafe' as my teacher,
 Shiloh Sophia calls it, we take the time to pause and reflect on the moment we are in. Free writing without much editing to allow that which wants to surface to begin to inform us. To allow "The Flow" to bring our awareness to what we want to create.  This activity is very grounding and healing. And this is the morning that I can attend to my own Musings.
In celebration of more light, I share this offering of inspiration. Aho.

 The Rainbows dance on my walls.
Pencils and crayons, and card decks,
 Revealing angel messages,
 Inspirations from the Muse.
 Sweet chants to the Holy Space of One.
Oneness of breath, sight, and sound.
The touch of my pen flowing over blue lines,
In my wild woman journal of time
Amazing Grace of blue ink instead
of text message and email.
A time apart to let life flow and dance.
With every cell in awareness of the beauty we hold,
This "no time" that I Am choosing
 Right here and right now.
So healing, so needed, such a blessing to me,
As emotions well up from the deep place within.
Holding space for all loved ones
With Creation all around.
Just one Breath in conscious gratitude
Bringing chills of blessed joy.
I intend to "let go" and just allow.
Dearest angels of the Heart
Direct my steps on this day.
As I gaze at the rose buds
moving into their next stage.
They prepare to return
To the earth from where they came.
 Dry, ruffled, and spiraled, unwinding
The rhythm, each a portal of mystery,
From beginning to ending.
Giving a peaceful reflection
They ask of me to ponder, to understand.
Such a wonder of the Divine
In all aspects of nature's design,
I contemplate the loveliness here
Blossoming essence, and then
The dropping away.
What can I dream anew?
To begin again.
Connected to the winged ones, the sky,
The Earth, the woven threads,
The kitten and my own true Heart.

I Am whole, guided and loved this day.  Blessed Be.


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Sunday, December 20, 2015

Blog ~  Dec. 18, 2016           Cindy Taylor Clark
Every day is a New Canvas of Life ~


Today in our Red Thread CafĂ©, Shiloh shared about remembering her Mother’s part in developing her heart as an artist when she was a small child. And in her dream she saw how her mother drew images of woman in fashion illustrations and then gave Shiloh a copy to color. She shared that this piece of her legacy was never placed as an important aspect in the story she has been telling today. She credited Caron with teaching her about the importance of writing, but had forgotten the early year’s importance of those childhood days of coloring her mother’s drawings.
As I read her journal entry tears welled up within me.  My tears of joy were in remembering how I connected with my twin daughters when they were 3 ½ by giving them their very own small table, paper and crayons, and watching the wonders that came through them. Their journeys were magical to observe as they created worlds out of paper, clay, cloth, paint and pen.
After that sweet moment in time, my heart jumped to my own mother’s creative acts. Her hidden sketch book from the 1940’s that I rescued from the attic when I was in high school. She had wanted to become a fashion designer but there was no extra money in her family of 8 brothers and sisters for her to pursue her dream, and then the war came and she enlisted and worked in Washington D. C. When I was in first grade, I remember her taking a drawing and pastel painting class. But her depression overwhelmed her, and she was prescribed drugs that prevented her from becoming and believing in her talent. She did put her creativity into lovely flower gardens in the yard, and decorating the house when she felt well enough. She also had that creative talent of sewing her own clothes.  When I think of all that now, it is truly amazing that she did all that in the shadow of depression and drugs. Thank you Shiloh for bring this part of my story to light.
How did that affect my story? In so many ways, she encouraged me and let me be in quiet playtime where I created with paper, cloth, paint and pen. I remember sketching outside in my yard with my own sketchbook and pen and ink. I also remember the feeling of just lying or sitting in the grass connecting to the earth. I loved feeling the pulse of the breeze through the trees and the warm sun on the grass. I felt a deep trust in being myself there. It was not easy to show up in the world I would have to walk through.
 My creativity was my anchor in all the confusion. My choices were always to be connected with art and nature. And so I too give thanks to my mother for her gifts that encouraged me. Even the hard ones.”
As parents we honor this creativity through our children as just a small part of the growing cycle, like tying shoes and learning to walk. Our “refrigerator art” gets glowing review from Mom and Dad and then it fades away, gets torn or dirty, and the next one gets its kitchen review again. What happens to the child who has the talent and desire to
do more, when the importance is shifted to the left brain only? Is there anything to help bring back that sense of discovery within the child of creativity?  We can hold on to it as we become adults. Many of us do. Many more say, “I could never paint or draw” and even speak that too common phrase, “Why I can’t even draw a straight line.” Of course that is not a requirement to do art. The ruler was invented for that purpose!
Where do we get this old story that we carry around, that we are just not meant to be creative? Yes we have heard it so many times as our families respond to our knitting, quilting, cooking, writing or painting. “Oh, that doesn’t run in my side of the family.”
Are we just denying our true creative self?  Maybe you are the one who does all the organizing and keeping things straight. That is also a creative task. Every aspect of our lives is a task of creative movement. Even when we sit and meditate, we are creating.
What in our lives was not created by someone’s imagined idea, from telephones to cell phones.
Then why do we dismiss the quality and beauty and importance that creativity plays in our lives? On what level do we live in the presence of acknowledging our very own creativity?  Each day you have a new canvas of life. You chose how you are creating that day by your choices and awareness. Question what you want to create by observing your thoughts and feelings. It is OK to honor what does not feel good by really feeling it, and then questioning it. What am I creating with this thought? A good exercise is to write it out or say it out loud. Then reframe it, if you want to change it. Ask your creative muse to help you. Sometimes all we need is to sit and make a mark or color a page while we listen to our inner wisdom. It wants to whisper, “You have all the creativity you will ever need right now. Explore it! Honor it! Feed it!”  Expect that little child to flourish when you allow her (him) to take a space and time to just “Become who you already are” in a way that awakens your heart and soul!
 “Every Bone in your body is a creative bone” Shiloh Sophia

The journey continues with the red thread connections!



My next event is Jan 16th 

  Painting the Muse of Winter ~
 Dreaming the New Seeds

Monday, November 2, 2015

Full Moon October Roses




Full Moon October Roses ~ A Healing Release                         October 30th, 2015




Yesterday my Angels showed me a dozen lemon colored roses at WalMart in the produce aisle. I knew it was time to do ritual, to honor and release the busyness in my life. After doing chores, and cooking blueberry muffins for my retired client, I headed home. It was nice to feel a balmy 68 degree October day. It reminded me of being in Texas or Florida. But for Maine, it is just a pause, a short break from the cold hard frosts and cooler days we are now experiencing.
Even when I am not feeling at my best, my guidance leads me to the right outcome. After dinner, I chose to listen to a healing lecture with John Newton. Remembering to grab my art journal and markers, I began listening by tuning in and doodling a "Freedom Page" . That is, just surrendering to the moment of letting the marker glide without needing to create a specific image. Circular movements created a matrix of interlocking shapes. I then added hearts and circles within those. Being in the "No time~ No place" moment of surrender, as I listened. I intuitively picked up pink, green, and blue, and colored in the patterns that showed up. I also added some of the healing words he spoke about getting to the root of healing.
Though I do find time to exercise, do yoga, and eat healthy between all the demands of daily living, my body is feeling tired and sore. What some call Sciatica, stiffness and nerve pain in the lower back and legs has been my challenge lately. It takes me one hours each morning to soften the pain with stretches and breathing to move on with my day. I also find that meditation also helps to relieve it.
As I continue to listen to John using his release method on the group call, I intend to receive what healing can manifest. Relaxed and feeling lighter, I head for bed. I lay down and place my hands on my hips to activate Reiki healing and call in my Angel team to work on me in the sleep state.
Angels are always ready to assist us in this way, but we must ask them before they are allowed to respond. This is a universal law.


Wild Freedom Friday~
I awake the next morning without the alarm, sleeping in until 7 am.  As I walk into the living room, I am greeted by a blazing red and pink sunrise. I grab my camera and shoot! A gift from the Divine! A sign of YES, you are nurturing yourself today! I see my yellow moon roses reflecting that inner compassion and love right here, right now.  I Am giving and receiving just by being in the moment of gratitude. I insert my Garden CD, light a candle surrounded by chakra stones, and I call in Our Lady's Love to surround me and my family with healing support.
My intention is to "Return to Love" in this moment and I feel the sweet release in my body. I look around and see all that needs to be done, but hear my angels say, "that can wait till tomorrow." So today I choose to feel the deep healing within. I set the yoga mat out between shoes, cat toys, and books. Sweet Lilly cat joins me as I stretch and breathe. She stretches and purrs too, waiting for my touch. Her softness and gentle spirit soothes me and we become spirit buddies" Being" in tune as the morning light streams in.

Yellow Roses, white Light,
Red and pink and purple sky,
Green living leaves of plants beside,
Purple violets in clay pots bloom,
With Altar stones and Fairy cards
Set on cotton cloth and wood
Honor East, Sunrise and Heart fire.
Warm Sun streams, hot Tea flowing in
I embrace these healing gifts
Blessed Morning, I chose to BE.

As I move my body into surrender, child pose, feelings of my ancestors come flooding in. Grandmothers and grandfathers remembered. I do not know all of them, but feel the strong pull of the Red Thread that connects us all. The tears come, I honor the feelings of the paths they walked. I know their lives were lived to pass on the lessons we are here to receive. In the pain and the healing, we are all one in the Journey of Love. No matter what. I choose to Let Go and be here now. I am connected to the Divine Love that accepts and blesses all experience.
I feel the compassion for myself and all beings who have walked the earth. I realize that my grandfather led me to the yellow roses. He promised to protect and guide my daughter's journeys from above. I am in gratitude to my angels and ancestors for guiding me into full moon ritual this day.
I am guided to skip the shower, grab my cup of tea and journal, and be in Cafe' as Shiloh says, to sit and allow time for me to just heal in the present moment with pen in hand.
As I write, Sweet Lilly climbs into the linen cupboard beside me for a nap. The yellow roses begin to slowly open their petals in perfect Love and Grace. I drink in the soft mellow yellow and delicate curly edges. Outside the sun breaks through the clouds while the golden yellow leaves that still cling to the branches dance in the fall breeze.
I miss the days when I could stay home every day creating, sewing, drawing and playing with children. Sweet times. Now I help seniors, my Dad (92) included, navigate their lives a few hours a week. Finding time for myself to write and paint through Intentional Creativity is my challenge and my love. I look forward to the fall and winter months to go within deeper into the desires of my heart. I am moving and expressing with the Divine. There is more to learn, to dream and to share.
I place my hand on my Heart and receive this day in beauty and grace.
And as the song "Open my Heart" begins the tears of release come again.
I send you each loving compassion for your self and your loved ones. Blessed Be.

"Loaura Moon"
Cindy Taylor Clark


I invite you to come and create with me one on one, or in a group setting for your own personal healing journey. 


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Friday, February 13, 2015

"Wild Freedom" Friday


What is it that can make my Heart OPEN Wild and Wide?

On a cold -0 morning with sore muscles that need to be stretched and warmed, I treat myself to the luxury of a hot shower. Friday is my day off the road helping others. I move a little slower appreciating a house heated by a pellet stove and oil backup. And the glorious "Father" Sun appearing in the SE after days of cold and grey. This feeling of heightened joy as I feel the rays of golden energy streaming through my windows. Even Lilly Cat is stretched out taking in the precious passive solar gift. So Today "I claim my Wild Freedom Friday"! Friday the 13th - my wisdom number Born and married on the 13th. It is an energy magnet for me. I will let the beauty around me lift my cares away just for today. Home with my furry friend and only Art to command at my will. (Well after I start the laundry) 
I will have no thoughts of lack today. I have sent the "Critic" outside to count snowflakes, for she is most interested in preventing me from harm and will surely report later on what I need to be concerned about with the upcoming storm.:) This way she will not be on my shoulder while I work with my Muse of Creative Play. I love to see every object and every pattern of light and design around me as inspiration in my "Life of Overflowing Joy".

How can I live from this place, when I also have days of overwhelm, too many challenges, and not enough belief in myself to be motivated, or to know what I truly need? The dark days are always there to turn us toward the light. To reach higher, to Love more, and learn more about ourselves.

I use the tools of Intention.... 
To stay in Self Awareness of what is...
Accepting my emotions- all of it..
And also listening to the judgement of my critic (small self)
Then with my Muse questioning what I really want to create.
And taking time to SHIFT myself back to Clarity and Self-Love.

It takes commitment and a little time to do this. It is Heart Centered work. And I can magnify it by calling in my Angelic team. You see, they want us to have more "wild freedom" moments. And as we commit to becoming our true selves, we raise our vibration and begin to feel their presence with us. How can you do this? One of the tools is to think of the little things that make you happy! Become that child who looks and sees tiny miracles of beauty, and treat yourself to using a gratitude list every day. You can use a journal or just one single sheet of paper.
Write 10 things you are grateful for and see how it lifts you up! really feel it as you write it. 
Play a song that makes you "Happy". As you lift yourself up you will affect everyone around you. It is an inside job that grows to become an outward BEAM from your HEART!


Have a "WILD FREEDOM" Friday!
 You are your own special Valentine!
Honor your own Heart. 
Meditate on your own Self.
                                        God-Goddess dwells in You. Blessed Be.

My workshops are based on this work of Intentional Creativity started by Shiloh Sophia McCloud. All of us using this method are intending to open a way for ( especially Women and girls) healing and empowerment through art and writing. Contact me for info on scheduling a session or workshop.   angelight444@gmail.com


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Each month I will be sharing an intentional creativity prompt to use on your journey of creating "Wild Freedom" in 2015. 






Sunday, January 18, 2015

My life is surrounded by unfinished paintings, beautiful strokes of line and color filled with some sense of Presence, of Self, and also of the self undone. I begin to feel the churning within my internal mid section (solar plexus) that unsatisfied part that wants to rant and rave. “Why keep on doing this my critic cries? You know there is never enough time to keep up with all of the projects, events, and writing.”
But my heart knows the joy of stepping up to the canvas or into the art journal for that well deserved moment of “no time” as my fingers glide across the canvas and the page. My Muse insists that this is the right medicine for the Soul. It soothes the spirit and opens the intuition to “Listen and Breath” along the pathway into the open door of “Presence.” This moving meditation leads me beyond and away from the third dimension of cares and worries.
Can Art really transport one from stress to joy? YES! Being in the energy of the New Moon and deep in my Studio winter mode is a quiet gift to myself. I consider it “Living my Dream.” The new year goals have been written and considered. The tea and chocolate are available, the paint brushes are cleaned, and the candle is lit. She calls to me, “There are strokes to be made, tending and nurturing of flowers and hearts, and the claiming of yourself wholly blessed.” I am tuning in to all the feelings flowing through me as I tend the lights and darks. Painting from the sacred place of connection.
What wants tending in your Heart?

 My intention is" I am fully supported by the Divine Feminine through this process of Intentional Creativity."



Is your Heart calling you to paint this year? Do you have a desire to break free from the critic's pattern of false beliefs that keep you from living your dream? I would be honored to help you on your path.