Deer Painting

I was commissioned to paint a deer.  I love deer, live with two deer skulls and assorted other parts, and deer visit my yard.  I try to learn from deer about both gentleness and ferocity. Painting my 1st deer was awesome. 

Even so, I was not sure whether it was a good painting.  FB buds, thank you again, your likes cleared my worries! I’m so new a painter I can’t judge my work.  My client likes it too, yay! (I was afraid it might be too girly for him.)

I was inspired to try to paint my second deer. (Pic of it is above.) Had an design in mind. I felt there was another deer spirit who wanted his portrait painted. Got on a roll, finished it today! That is why these aren’t fancy pics. Here is a big pic of it, scroll past it to read more.

I did the painting on a men’s XL cotton T-shirt. The blue lines will wash out, they are just my rough sketches of what I wanted.

Talk about girly, I outlined parts of the deer in green, it kinda looks like eyeshadow on his eyes. Yaya!

I wonder if deer spirit will call me to paint more deers. If so, it will be different. I can’t copy well, not even copy my own work! I will say, the two deer are more similar than most of my other paintings. 

Let’s play grown-ups:  Make me an offer, someone, this shirt is for sale. Whatever you offer, I will reduce that price by $5, because you will have to wash the shirt yourself. My washer is acting up, stained the last two painted shirts I put in it, both of which I was going to sell,  but now can’t, argh!

Now I have to patient, I can’t set the dye on this shirt til tomorrow. 

OK, anyone have an offer I feel good about?

PG on FB, you got dibs if you like the shirt (and act quickly enough, heh). 

Everyone else, post an offer below, XL may be too big for PG. 

Hugs, having fun, FDG

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Distance Healings of Body, Spirit, and Life

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Flowers with the words “You are beauty. You deserve beauty.”
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* blessings in your life overall

You don’t have to meditate, show up at an event, or do anything else to have your treatment. Go about your day, while I do the work for you.

Spiritual Transmission aka Shamanic Treatment aka Healing

I’ve used various terms for this work because my approach to it covers a lot of ground. The following descriptions all apply:
* shamanic treatments
* spiritual transmissions
* direct spiritual transmissions
* blessing ceremonies

Long distance healings of body and spirit also applies, though you receive other large benefits in addition.

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The treatment adapts itself to you, according to what you truly want and need, e.g., money flows in, back pain ends, you trust your wisdom more, and hope reappears. Or you experience a soul healing, safety under fire, spiritual fortitude, and a career opportunity. Or you gain peace of mind, confidence, personal growth, and freedom from longterm illness.

Usually, there are at least a few big shifts. The transmission does not focus on one benefit only, but blesses you as a whole being and blesses your life overall.

My shamanic treatment harmonizes with your unique essence and situation, addressing the core realities of your needs, goals, challenges, circumstances, spirit, and body—right down to the level of atoms.

Transmissions also add luck and power when you do anything to improve your life and add good luck and power in general.

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A person who already feels good in body and spirit experiences a “tune-up.”

If life’s already going well, you experience a boost so life goes even better.

The transmission lovingly transforms you and your life at the pace you need—instead of pushing too far till you’re overwhelmed—yet paradoxically gently accomplishes substantial, vital transformations.

Additional important, positive effects can occur for months, if not years.

I am blessed: Though I am no saint, the Divine gave me success, gifting me with spiritual breakthroughs. These breakthroughs allowed me to survive some terrible events and live joyfully, and nurtured my ability to create daily miracles for myself and those I serve.

Testimonials:

“The transmission was so good it was seriously ridiculous! Within a few days, I got a job, a new truck for the exact amount I’d wanted to pay, and sold our old truck without even trying. No joke. In fact, I’d say I’m understating how amazing the week was—I can’t remember when I’ve had such smooth sailing.”

“Hey, Francesca! The work I received from you a couple of years ago helped heal a gallbladder issue I’d had for years! I was told I’d need surgery, and was in pain, but not anymore!”

“Thank you so much … In all areas, from the physical to the ethereal … for honest assistance in all there is — WOW. YOU ROCK.”

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This sigil heals and strengthens body and spirit, and brings overall luck. I channeled the sigil and placed it here to bless my shamanic treatment ceremonies.

This sigil heals and strengthens body and spirit, and brings overall luck. I channeled the sigil and placed it here to bless my shamanic treatment ceremonies.

If you can’t afford my fee, I offer powerful group treatments, for which scholarship, semi-scholarship, payment plan, and trade are available. To receive notice of these groups, go to https://www.outlawbunny.com/newsletter/

If you need more info, feel free to call me. I do not converse by email about spiritual transmissions.

If you prefer to be on the phone with me while I give you your treatment, I’m happy to oblige. It will be a one-hour session. Phone me to make an appointment. Wait til we schedule the appointment before sending payment.

Don’t keep pushing on without every support you need. You needn’t always struggle to grow and gain power. Let yourself just receive. For my online booking form, click here.

Disclaimer: My work is effective, but does not work for everyone. A shamanic treatment is not a substitute for medical care by a trained physician, psychiatric counseling, or other therapeutic treatments. Participants are personally responsible for the consequences of their voluntary participation.

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Dandelion Blossoms

So Many Dandelion Blossoms, So I Can Fill with Sun
April, 2012
I know why, early spring, dandelions proliferate in wild crazy abundance. The flowers are full of sunshine to restore my depleted body and spirit, replace the enormous amount of sunshine they lost during the long winter here, cabin fever time for us in this climate.

Here, these cheerful blossoms will not be around in any quantity for very long. I gobble them up, consume them fast as I can. I figure their brief but prolific stay means Nature wants me to eat lots of them, right now, that I need that. The way they make my body feel concurs. La! Oh, la!

Just seeing them makes my eyes feel better, healthier, my eyes need to see them to be healthy.

I sit on the ground amidst them, this abundance of solar healing, eating. I make tea. I make syrup (thank you, Susun Weed).

I feel sunshine filling me, filling me, filling me more and more as I consume the yellow heads who sacrifice their little lives. Except you should leave the big ones, it may be Susun Weed who calls them grandmothers, and says not to eat them. Their seeds will grow more frothy flowers next year. But I think us elderly witches are allowed to eat the old grandma plants.

Nature is smart, Nature is generous. It makes me sad that many people poison and dig out these happy flowers to eradicate their huge quantity, then have to go to the doctor, ill because they don’t have enough sunshine in them or the other gifts with which nature so wants to imbue them.

Humans are part of the earth, so we too have a permaculture. We can know it authoritatively if we watch our bodies and spirits as patiently and analytically as a farmer watches sky and earth. Food is one of the main ways we take in nature’s healing gifts. Study your body’s needs and interactions with good food and pseudo-food. Trust the singing in your cells that wholesome food gives you.

Chaos Circus, Francesca De Grandis. Need feedback: could you tell the eye was a cat’s before I told you? I painted my cat and didn’t like how I did her eyes. So the eyeball was a study I assigned myself. I’m happy to find a use for it, after all the work it took. I mean, LOL, at first I thought. “What I could ever do with a cat's eye?” But I also made a kinda tarot card out of it (though whether I ever actually produce a deck…)

I am grateful to have been raised by a mom who touched nature’s healing ways. I remember her mom, my Nana, picking dandelion greens for dinner. But oh, those flowers.

Disclaimer: I have no scientific basis for the above piece. It is not meant to prescribe, cure, blah blah blah. And what is good for me—e.g., my joints—may be the worse thing not only for your joints but also for your whole body. I’m no herbalist, can’t say what is safe for a given individual. I research herbs in terms of my own body and own contraindications (e.g., will a given herb mess with you because of a specific pharmaceutical med you are on?). Herbs may be natural but they are also powerful, and act differently on each person. So do your research. All that said, herbs have saved my life, make my life joyful, and are my close friends. I live immersed in them.
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Yes, I feel sunshine inside my body and spirit. Crazy like me? Come one, come all! Join the chaos circus.

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Secret Complexities of a Crip’s Life

April 15, 2012

Waiting for guests to arrive for a jam.  Thinking. Forgetting that I’m a crip is usually a good thing, as long as I don’t hurt myself. But sometimes, it causes me disappointments. 

I tweeted today, “Now set the dye on two  floral items I painted. Green god! Then, long bath, next monthly old timey kitchen jam! Then teach. Great day!”

But there was no leisurely nurturing bath. Ok, there are bigger problems in the world. But it is really difficult being a shut in. It is lonely. And nurturing myself taxes my inventiveness, there are only so many things you can do at home as a cripple, even less if you’re low income. 

Mind you, I do not want to wallow in my problems. But I do not want to be in denial about them, either.

The bath: I cannot manage a shower, and a bath is difficult, sometimes painful. My doctor prescribed a daily caretaker to help me do things like bathe. Typical American health-care bureaucrats turned me down. 

So bathing is quite an operation. (Don’t judge crips for being grubby.) Even a “quick” wash takes a long time. 

Nevertheless, sometimes I can manage a pleasant bath, with time to soak. 

Today, I forgot I had disabilities, forgot I’d already done too many things to also relax in the tub. In other words, after what I had accomplished, being in the tub quickly got painful. 

Relaxing in a tub is usually too strenuous for me!

At least I am a clean crip. 

I need to complain, vent a second more. Because it is not just the bath. It is a series of events all day. Many of the most basic functions can only be executed by carefully planned time-consuming measures. One simple task complicated, then another, then another, snowballing into what constitutes a crip’s life.  

What positive attitude can I glean from this? I can affirm the idea that I am lucky to be stubborn enough to do all this. 

And I can recognize that I am not the only one with this sort of struggle. And it is not just people with disabilities. Many folks live with invisibly complex challenges and the disappointments thereof.  I am not the Lone Ranger, I don’t have to feel poor me and nobody knows the troubles I’ve seen. 

The other thing I can glean? My isolation has impelled me to draw and paint, new skills which give me great joy. 

One more goodness for me to affirm: The jam was great! A kitchen full of love and joy. We even had someone playing spoons and someone else playing jaw harp. And many other parts of my day have been good. It is vital I enjoy those, vital to forget – or at let not dwell on – being a crip. I will not let myself be defined by my disabilities, least of all in my own mind! Yes, as my tweet said, it is a great day. 

Now, to go rest before I teach that class! I do enjoy my naps. Hmm, maybe I will lie down outside, I bet my cat would join me. 

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Be a Leaf

This is an early draft, only wrote it yesterday  

 Be a Leaf Among All the Leaves that Have Ever Fallen from Trees
April, 2012 

My Gods, help us all shine—continue to shine, start to shine, know we shine, shine ever brighter, as the case may be.  

Naysayers are a plague of flies,
trying to blot out stars and sun.
A healing light shines,
but a fly says, “She is a fake. She has no light.” Another fly adds,
“She has no power.”
Other flies mimic and chant, “Fake! No power! No light!”  

Lies draw other flies, because fly nature is fed by offal. Slander spreads insect by insect, over the globe, because this horde of small, fearful, and jealous beings have yet to find their own power—their own enormous size and light.  

My Gods, help us all shine—continue to shine, start to shine, know we shine, shine ever brighter, as the case may be.  

Choose: Be part of the naysaying horde who hide their fear, even from themselves, hide it with disgust for those who try to make a difference. Rant against healers, be small, disguise this cowardice as a battle for truth and honor. Choose: Be covered in flies and lies so that your own light does not shine.  

Or look past them. Do you see a light, a healer?
Decide for yourself.
Only you can know whether you see a star shining.  

Be a light, a star with all the other stars in the sky, shining healing magic for everyone, you are that big already, innately, unless you lose your size to lies. Don’t lose your size by spreading lies.  

Be a light, a star from the sky walking among us as a healer, we are all stars walking. When flies say of you, “No light! No light!,” don’t let it dim you. Whatever the lies, some of us can see you anyway!  

Be a leaf, among all the leaves that have ever fallen from trees—all the leaves that
have ever blanketed the earth
with rich colors.
Turn into fragrant dark compost.
It is a leaf’s nature to fall, then crumble, it is
easy to do these things—to nurture life just
be yourself, that heals the world.  

May we all continue to shine. My Gods, help us—continue to shine, start to shine, know we shine, shine ever brighter.  

My Gods, help me find the humility to fall and
crumble to feed the lights of all.
Help me remember that, when I dissolve
against the earth, my soul goes down to be
reborn into a new self, a brighter light than ever—I  become a new leaf.
Help me have the self-esteem to recognize
the power of the leaf I am.

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For more bardic poetry, check out The Ecstatic Goddess.

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Techniques to Create Laziness?

The World Tree Takes Care of Me, Francesca De Grandis, 2012

Mega stress has wiped me out emotionally and physically. So exhausted I am close to MS flare-up. And doing my usual coping mechanism of driving self to further exhaustion. Yeah, it makes no sense, and I know I’m not invulnerable, just cannot get myself to stop half the time.

 So I asked my community to remind me a few times a week to rest. On my Facebook page or on the Faerie Nation list or twitter.  (I tweet as @outlawbunny )

 Folks have done this for me before, and it really helped. But resting is a huge challenge for me—even when MS has me too weak to speak, I still push myself. I also am in a setback about self-care. 

 Yeah, yeah, I know all the stuff about being worth self-care, yada, yada, yada. That awareness is only half the battle for moi. I am bit by bit deconstructing hard-wiring that happened in infancy. It’s slow going.

Living alone, there is no one here to say, “Hey, you are beat up, stop!” I did not get that input as a kid. Heh, my mom had 5 kids and 3 jobs! She never ever stopped except when zombified.

 Telling myself to rest works way better than it used to, but I need help again.

I suspect my subconscious recognizes folks’ constant reminders to rest as mothering. Maybe hearing someone tell me “Rest” makes me feel loved and safe enough to nap or go to bed at a reasonable hour.  Folks doing this in the past caused me to internalize their reminders into self-mothering without being told. Heh, just like a grown up. 🙂

 Here is a report of my current progress:
* Got gobs of reminders to rest! Thanks again!!!
* Rested bunches yesterday, good for me!
* Argh, rested so much that could not get to sleep til 5 AM, LOL!
* This is not a new thing, it is part of the challenge of getting myself to rest enough.
* An exhausted friend asked me to lead him through a relaxation exercise at about 4 pm yesterday; I did not lie down for it, because it is too painful to speak when horizontal, but it was a long and successful visualization, I might as well have napped. That much rest late in the day makes me stay up late.
* Yesterday, one of my initiates challenged me to learn the art of laziness.
* I gotta get initiates who are not so dang smart! She blew my cover. Now everyone will know how to manipulate me, they just have to challenge me! Am I the cliche of a teenager wanting peer approval? Or what? Ah, it is my ego, I  can’t stand the idea of not accomplishing something when someone has virtually chanted “Na na na na na na” at me about it.
* Being an obdurately non-lazy person, I met the challenge by immediately thinking up techniques for this fine art form I want learn.
* Day 1, technique #1: delay. Even if the delay is only for 1 minute. I decided I was going to polish that technique this week. Later.
* Joking aside, I did delay things yesterday. That was effective.
* Also, telling myself I could delay learning laziness took mega-pressure off me about getting enough rest. My energy became restful. In other words, whether I rested or not did not matter on one level, because I was getting less worn out, just by not giving a f—.
* Mind you, I still really need to get rest, but de-stressing my emotions is also vital right now.

Please keep give loving reminders, I need that parent-like support. It makes all the difference. Thanks again to everyone who has done this so far.

A few last thoughts. When the Goddess gave me the material for the Gentle Heart Palm Up class about ten years ago, it was as much for me as for my students. A big chunk of the lessons were about doing nothing, nothing, nothing, letting go, resting. It is a very restful class.  I am learning to apply this material, but it is so slowly, even though I channeled it myself, LOL. Snail’s pace. Ten years, still trying.

Hee, that class discusses how much more we can get done when lazy; I preach and practice the productivity of laziness. Then yesterday, sigh, that same initiate was telling me I would be amazed at how productive laziness is. I gotta get dumber initiates who do not throw my own lessons back at me!

I am blessed by such amazing students, my fellow travelers—we help each other internalize our own wisdoms.

I told someone yesterday that when I am weakest, I push harder. Been trying to change that for years. Bit by bit I do. Part of why I teach the Gentle Heart Palm Up class: we teach what we need to learn. Once  a year I teach it, and grow more. I also am trying to love the part of me that works to solve when I should rest to solve.

The World Tree Takes Care of Me, Francesca De Grandis, 2012

Heh, I am going to go rest now. I have only been up a while but, being an overachiever, I added a second technique yesterday. Technique #2: take ten second “naps”—being kinda in a nap, without laying down, wherever and whenever I think of it.

Onward. Um, no not onward, that is not restful. Sit. Still. Deep breath. … Ah, that was nice.

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Self-Acceptance—A Blessing

Self-Acceptance—A Blessing

I send this blog into the world as a blessing. It takes less than a minute to receive:

* Touch the pic,

* then take a deep relaxed breath—nothing fancy, just the sort of yummy breath that, for example, someone might automatically take at their desk just before they stretch a tight muscle

* then be open to Divinity’s love of you. It will help you love yourself. Already love yourself? There is always room for more love!

Being open to Divinity’s love is not the same as worrying about whether you will receive that love, attempting to figure out how you will receive it, frantically trying to feel that love, hoping you are “worthy” of it (we are children of the Divine, born with innate worth and beauty), or otherwise filling up with so much fear, tension, and busyness that there is no room for Divine love.

Being open can mean just relaxing best you can (you don’t have to do any part of this blessing process anywhere near perfectly) and taking a few more deep breaths. Whatever happens, don’t judge yourself or worry; even if you feel nothing, it doesn’t mean nothing happened, the whole day awaits!

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Fantasy Portrait

Ancestral Messenger, Francesca De Grandis.

Ancestral Messenger

Your spirit portrait is truly one of kind. Brush-stroke by brush-stroke, I meditate on the otherworldly you. Many digital portrait painters use templates—e.g., the same faerie wings for all their clients. Or they digitally alter a photo. I paint the portrait, with a virtual brush, a computer screen my canvas.

Click a portrait to see it clear and detailed. This site blurs a painting when shrinking it to fit the page.

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Francesca De Grandis

Middle Management for Chaos Gods, Self Portrait

Spirit guides me, as I portray your spirit. The photo you send me is just my jumping off point to envision and depict—not the physical, but—the otherworldly, magical you. See the difference between clown painting of me and photo that inspired it. My portraits are not slavish copies of photographs. This is about us affirming your mythopoetic truth in a way that is fun for you.

Want your inner and outer beauty celebrated in an art piece? Click here to order your fantasy portrait.

Here is an example of my process with a customer. Dave told me he’d loved two fantasy creatures his whole life: the dragon and the Tolkeinesque dwarf. He added, “…when I get to play a role-playing game,…I play the dwarf … it’s something about their almost British “Keep Buggering On” mentality, their sturdiness…” About dragons he wrote, “There is a wisdom to the dragon, a view of history only held by something which lives longer than a human life.” That—and a photo of him—was all I needed: I channeled Gimli’s Warrior Cousin, Friend to Dragons (below). Dave’s posted his reaction in a comment field below.

Dave sent me two photos of himself for me to use as my model.

Dave sent me two photos of himself for me to use as my model.

Gimli’s Warrior Cousin, Friend to Dragons

I see you. Truly see you. Do you want the invisible-you made manifest? Click here to receive your portrait.

A personal story: Tara Noonan commissioned a portrait of her mom, who I’d never met. Even if I’ve met the person I’m painting, creating a spirit portrait is like painting in the dark. So I get nervous about doing a good job. When I sent the portrait to Tara for approval, she responded, “It’s truly amazing how I feel you captured my mom’s essence, her groundedness, her warmth, her sadness and strength, all in this portrait. Thank you so much for this! I am really excited to share this with her. And I am glad you guys “met”, kind of!  Thanks for your beautiful work…Love, Tara”

Her feedback was a great affirmation for me, a fledging painter. I was also relieved!  Tara’s mom’s portrait is to the right. It is not everyone who would accept their mom depicted as a clown! I kept trying to not do it. Finally I had to give way—unless I trust my inner voice, I am unable to paint. I figured I would change it if Tara felt it was wrong!

Be assured, I do not choose between your inner voice and mine, I choose them both. The Divine guides my brush, but might guide you to ask for a revision. I make sure your portrait depicts your inner beauty, dignity, and uniqueness.

I’m also excited to share Tara’s feedback because it demonstrates the special nature of these paintings. Getting commissions is difficult thus far, even though everyone’s loved their portrait, telling me I intuited something important about them. But 1) I haven’t a reputation as a visual artist, yet and 2) my painting captures someone’s spirit, which is unusual; most folks don’t understand that a glamorous fantasy pic can also be a channeled spirit portrait. So, Tara, thanks for helping make clear my ability to see and affirm the amazing hidden parts of someone!

Roberto Campus (Marvel, DC, Dark Horse, Lucas Arts, Penguin Books, Hulk, Dungeon Magazine, GamePro): “As a professional illustrator and artist, I personally enjoy Francesca’s artwork and find it to be original and inspired by the natural world. Her whimsical, bright style is a breath of fresh air for the world of fantasy and fairy art. The wild yet harmonious color palette and subject matter speak to an enchanted world of fantastical creatures, just outside our windows, on the edge of our own existence, where spiritual understanding through the artistic muse is accessible. Francesca’s art captures this essence and brings it to the mundane world for our enjoyment.”

And here is my portrait of Roberto Campus:

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Imagine a World . . .

Maxim & Art, OutlawBunny

Imagine a world in which, instead of judging others, we accept ourselves . . . And self-acceptance can help us stop judging others.

Note: I’m so happy there are folks living an integrated life I can share with. I’m not alone, whew! I try to integrate the “disparate” parts of my life, e.g., calligraph my thoughts, use art as meditation. And all my classes are about integrated being, even if that is not in the description for a given class. To be kept abreast of classes, click here.

If anyone wonders why I made a blog category called “The Whole Thing,” you can tell them that, often there is such a weave that the category is needed. Oh, so I don’t have many out ‘n’ out gallery posts—to see my visual art, browse my blog.

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