tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31932156966850630672024-03-08T00:00:30.999-08:00Solitary UnicornEmily is a mythic soul, a solitary unicorn.The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-91756314485795375222024-02-23T12:50:00.000-08:002024-02-23T21:23:06.914-08:00Signs of Spring in February<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_oU3-c04SYYSxRs_jKKiGZ8besib5mrpwY07mrLItzoeEfTkzjy9u1Oi_AsedDCt3Q7_sohS16NFruffKdhXO4-aCHz6i4OWPV33acNxok5Ih-xy3qZxqpyF92lWeUESS-6MDJP4pBDSP3ZXFlvPmh07zvbvu_TEcLSPXsAWw_PvveUfD_E0tdtKS8TT/s1771/Buds%20Edited.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1771" data-original-width="1257" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_oU3-c04SYYSxRs_jKKiGZ8besib5mrpwY07mrLItzoeEfTkzjy9u1Oi_AsedDCt3Q7_sohS16NFruffKdhXO4-aCHz6i4OWPV33acNxok5Ih-xy3qZxqpyF92lWeUESS-6MDJP4pBDSP3ZXFlvPmh07zvbvu_TEcLSPXsAWw_PvveUfD_E0tdtKS8TT/w284-h400/Buds%20Edited.jpg" width="284" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">Photo by Emily Isaacson</span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The signs of spring are appearing, although today was the first sunny day this week. I am going on a weiner roast down by the river this evening. What kind of weiner would a nutritionist eat you might ask? Well definitely something with turkey or chicken I would answer. Hopefully one that is not made of by-products. I also happen to be highly allergic to pork.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHemnXjVKE16feSHxx-2qFomOOeEr_Si1-AkgTQ5RnDbSh4J0neeWHdVhu5WJbTFTMjmisuasAhQWaa14wtRAPhhkjGnkecc5gVqHjIVWcxsibFA49Mn2XDhAwJb-kDBM7um7Klr-R_ZNElrQ2T05SpNH4vxLQEh_edyXdag9NTJBN9OKLruPpgCvSmVZT/s4000/20240223_184007.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #7f6000;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHemnXjVKE16feSHxx-2qFomOOeEr_Si1-AkgTQ5RnDbSh4J0neeWHdVhu5WJbTFTMjmisuasAhQWaa14wtRAPhhkjGnkecc5gVqHjIVWcxsibFA49Mn2XDhAwJb-kDBM7um7Klr-R_ZNElrQ2T05SpNH4vxLQEh_edyXdag9NTJBN9OKLruPpgCvSmVZT/w300-h400/20240223_184007.jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #7f6000;">Photo by Emily Isaacson</span></div><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I am just working on finishing up my seasonal newsletter that I started last spring with my website platform newsletter program. It has been a roaring success so far with about 200 subscribers (although only 10% of people who get newsletters read them, and our success rate is closer to 30-40%).</span><p></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span>I have been studying Miranda from </span><i>The Tempest</i><span> as well as Shakespeare's Juliet and Ophelia. My studies of Ophelia resulted in a seven stanza poem that I made into a YouTube movie. My studies of Miranda resulted in a long requiem-style poem that is based on the plot of </span><i>The Tempest</i><span> with a few modifications. Making that work in sonnet form was a challenge, since it had to rhyme, but I could not even cover it in less than 10 stanzas. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;"><span>I finally submitted "Da Capo Aria of Miranda" for the ekphrastic poetry contest hosted by Frontier<span> literary journal. According to the Poetry Foundation, "ekphrastic means '</span></span></span><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">Description' in Greek. An ekphrastic poem is a vivid description of a scene or, more
commonly, a work of art." I have written ekphrastic poems before, but in relation to paintings in Europe or musical compositions.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #7f6000;">Since I requested editorial feedback from Frontier, and since the poem is in no way like most of what they publish, we'll have to wait and see the results. Of course they did say they were open to all styles. The ekphrastic part was that it was a response to </span><i style="color: #7f6000;">The Tempest</i><span style="color: #7f6000;"> by Shakespeare and inspired by the painting "Miranda and the Tempest" by J. W Waterhouse (below). </span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5u_QIlBT286UNZ0j5s6JXzo_JBy29B9HPhDKtpVAl5acvdhqpmnoGo4vg-73mNZHAbRYlEDph3l76RKBfYnLasLu5DtSBJ5TbBsCQqCmJJK63KhcbgL2j1WSY2_BCZ_9AdIPpt2SDk7BCwgKu84mmy0dE0DFRezIIcXZyEvymgd9mz_Nf07BV1wZ0o2rq/s470/Miranda---The-Tempest--1916.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="345" data-original-width="470" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5u_QIlBT286UNZ0j5s6JXzo_JBy29B9HPhDKtpVAl5acvdhqpmnoGo4vg-73mNZHAbRYlEDph3l76RKBfYnLasLu5DtSBJ5TbBsCQqCmJJK63KhcbgL2j1WSY2_BCZ_9AdIPpt2SDk7BCwgKu84mmy0dE0DFRezIIcXZyEvymgd9mz_Nf07BV1wZ0o2rq/w400-h294/Miranda---The-Tempest--1916.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">What I learned about Miranda included that she was young--only about 15 years old; innocent, as she grew up on a desert island; and represented compassion. I tried to weave these ideas into the text. Here I read online the notes for the Shakespeare play, and the play itself, for about four hours prior to beginning the poem several days later, and it took me about a week and a half to write and perfect, which is about the norm right now. The polishing consists of playing the poem, like I would play the piano, where I count out the syllables for every line, and check that it rhymes or agree to an acceptable slant rhyme. I do this a few times before publication.</span></p></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Since I couldn't use the Miranda poem for this month since it is tied up with the contest, I ended up writing another poem on the word "Ithaca". This word is also the title of a poem written in 2011 by a Greek journalist and is about a Greek isle in the Mediterranean. The word holds over a hundred years of symbolism that largely goes along with the early poem. It later became so well-known, word-worn, and famous, partly for having been read so many times, including one YouTube reading online by Sean Connery. </span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I wrote a modern poem in sonnet form on the same theme, that was seven stanzas, only the original poem was free verse, using repetition, whereas mine was a rhyming, syllabic poem with a rhyme scheme. I made the YouTube video for the month with that poem and sourced literally all the images except nine from AI with the help of Adobe Stock. It is amazing what you can find now with AI, and my only criteria was that each image required you to suspend your disbelief. </span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The result was 30 minutes long, but it really teaches the poem, not just portrays it, on a scholarly way. That was the poem for February, titled, "Jouney to Ithaca."</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrg3XjYwclD80yuM-uBNtTw_jK2zP6zGyyTC4VvSAgJIh7K1GiXq-L3MRdZlQ3iSoKPiRAWIq4hV1YoMBY15kv5KGanNJ51JdRxrzNOWMcF208iepWWkcp9M_4juy2ezLMsWgMCkya29EhXalRirDtS8LDlWVNWBoHEceUMSLaFwMDAb7CB71ouNwO3P2y/s3925/AdobeStock_624659107.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2200" data-original-width="3925" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrg3XjYwclD80yuM-uBNtTw_jK2zP6zGyyTC4VvSAgJIh7K1GiXq-L3MRdZlQ3iSoKPiRAWIq4hV1YoMBY15kv5KGanNJ51JdRxrzNOWMcF208iepWWkcp9M_4juy2ezLMsWgMCkya29EhXalRirDtS8LDlWVNWBoHEceUMSLaFwMDAb7CB71ouNwO3P2y/w400-h224/AdobeStock_624659107.jpeg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span>I wrote under the movie:</span><span> Journey to Ithaca is a re-telling of a century-old
favourite. The island of Ithaca, is a Greek island in the Mediterranean. It is
also the mythic location where Homer's Odyssey took place. In the early 1900's
a Greek poet and journalist by the name of Constantine Cavafy wrote the poem
"Ithaka" that spanned a century of interest in the symbolism of the
poem. The idea that the journey could mean more than the destination caught
hold of its readers. The poem was read at the funeral of Jackie Kennedy
Onassis.</span><span> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">According to the website Greeka: "Since Homer's
Odyssey, Ithaca symbolizes the destination of a long journey, the supreme aim
that every man tries to fulfill all his life long, the sweet homeland, the
eternal calmness, and satisfaction.
Many artists and literary people have been inspired by this
interpretation of Homer's poem and have given to this small island of the
Ionian Sea a special sense. Famous poets have been inspired by Ithaca and have
used its name metaphorically on their works.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span>"The most famous poem about Ithaca has been written by
the renowned Greek poet Constantine Cavafy and is entitled "Ithaka".
There he makes an allusion of the legendary journey of Ulysses to the journey
of every man through life and suggests that each person is looking for his own
Ithaca, his personal supreme goal. However, in the end, it is not the goal but
the journey that matters, because this journey makes us wise and gives people
the richest good: experience, knowledge, and maturity." </span><span><span>(Source: </span><a href="https://www.greeka.com/ionian/ithaca/about/poem">https://www.greeka.com/ionian/ithaca/about/poem</a>)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="background: white; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span>Even the main soundtrack on the video was titled Ithaka. This is a inspiring and well-used concept for artists to go back to. The keys in the poem and the video were symbolic as well I learned on a key website that a</span><span><span> key symbolizes all forces that open and close,
bind and release and stand for liberation and incarceration. . . </span></span><span>keys to the city were symbols of the residents’
right to self-determination. This is particularly relevant in the journeying theme; it is our right to reach our eventual destination and decide what that is.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/RL4aoJ-knE0" width="320" youtube-src-id="RL4aoJ-knE0"></iframe></span></div><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I read the poem in fromt of an audience at SippChai's first open mic, a nearby coffee shop. Hopefully thay will have more open mics as it really draws local poets.</span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHpqvSW1KiaprYK7dHRJ3FjPOBvSfAp40shgPhIuFK471QGbTFHNcnGnlIpzCzyzm8E2aAfAXKw8o9ztPD2yFwhotEolnnlHLGiwbRs3sYXIez5wzP6hyX0ioBURsTCtTnPXNUk9gOjBaLQY8uMc4SezbY1w_JWDZfiOM9UKYERq0LRFT64_i0ed3AX6C8/s4023/SippChai%20read%20Emily.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4023" data-original-width="2917" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHpqvSW1KiaprYK7dHRJ3FjPOBvSfAp40shgPhIuFK471QGbTFHNcnGnlIpzCzyzm8E2aAfAXKw8o9ztPD2yFwhotEolnnlHLGiwbRs3sYXIez5wzP6hyX0ioBURsTCtTnPXNUk9gOjBaLQY8uMc4SezbY1w_JWDZfiOM9UKYERq0LRFT64_i0ed3AX6C8/w290-h400/SippChai%20read%20Emily.jpg" width="290" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span><br /></span></p>Emily</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-40718219865034077602024-01-14T14:21:00.000-08:002024-02-24T12:45:59.620-08:00From Siberian-cold January<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj_mnEKZ2PCZGmgIXcGh4ZwTWq8a3c2BI2luZewbpyCY0rJRWkK6lDXJzvQVlp8r1-al3Kd4fOGwEOnu8U0axpzoD-xBz9qIUffi2gR2y2iVpW9m83gVADvHXiaj7Kv-ybjRVYPU2eWldYSBs0kscYA4nmP4W7vx8OPEDvgnwsJFC9_RjATBayAij1j5RT/s4899/AdobeStock_92765193.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3263" data-original-width="4899" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj_mnEKZ2PCZGmgIXcGh4ZwTWq8a3c2BI2luZewbpyCY0rJRWkK6lDXJzvQVlp8r1-al3Kd4fOGwEOnu8U0axpzoD-xBz9qIUffi2gR2y2iVpW9m83gVADvHXiaj7Kv-ybjRVYPU2eWldYSBs0kscYA4nmP4W7vx8OPEDvgnwsJFC9_RjATBayAij1j5RT/w400-h266/AdobeStock_92765193.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Well we are facing 2024 this Siberian-cold-like January, with temperatures outside that feels like in the - 20's with the wind factor. After an amazingly mild December, with little snow so far, I thought Abbotsford had gotten off easy. Well we were in for a surprise with some of the coldest weather in my memory including a -15 and I have spent quite a few winters driving around in the snow. I can't help but think it is related to the death of 2,840, 545 hectares of trees from the 2, 245 forest fires on record in British Columbia last summer.</span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Last year was a prolific year (even though the writing occured mostly on weekends) with the fruit being a small volume titled <i>Odes</i> released in the fall. The subject of the book leant itself to dealing with all manner of botanicals, selected in part from the Celtic Tree Calendar, in honour of the twelve nieces and nephews of my extended family. I started the year by pitching it to them as a game, to see who could guess whose poem, but the poems were so varied and mature in their subject matters, that I ended up writing them by the month in which the children were born. Indeed, the poems are not intended to be children's poems, but written to them to have meaning throughout the course of their lives and in all they might encounter...</span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">"We seek out literature for inspiration to eschew control. We seek out the prophetic for protection in the spiritual realm. There is a need for visionary gifts. There is a need for seeing into the past and future with redemptive eyes. There is a yearning to stand on a hill and see all the possible tragedies that could befall any individual, and to fashion an amulet, to give hope in dark times."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">I wrote a brief introduction in September as accompaniment for the $15 edition. It begins ...</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">"I have long wondered whether our love for trees is what drives us to buy recycled paper. There are so many facets of connection, made real and renewed every time we are in nature. The throwback to animism, where we acknowledge a higher power that has given soul to nature, and spirit to trees, endears us to them like friends. Indeed, the sacred bond between trees and people goes back to the beginning of poetry, and in essence the beginning of poetry could not exist without a tribute to trees."</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;">This slender book of just over a hundred pages was meant to be a Christmas gift to my family members in lieu of gifts in a spartan year that required a certain amount of frugality. It was launched in September at a live performance in the Clark Theatre for the residents of Mission at their new annual variety show. Along with other perfomers from various art forms, it made a stunning debut on the stage which was reported in the Mission Record. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">We later had a release party for <i>Odes</i> at the library in Clearbrook with the Fraser Valley Poets Society. I sold them the illustrated edition, as it was all I had in print, with the non-illustrated versions and hardcover coming out by Christmas. The three editions were given as gifts to the four other familes that make up my extended family, and close relatives. By the time it was published there were thirteen grandchildren as my younger sister gave birth to a healthy baby girl named Vienna, with her second husband. Needless to say, Vienna is as cute as a little doll and already a family favourite.</span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The end of the pandemic escalated into a Baroque like coronation of splendour and pomp. Yes, it was the last year of the pandemic, which ended in May. It was declared officially over just in the nick of time as I was writing "Requiem for a King's Coronation March", and needed that information to complete the poem. Were we in a pandemic or not at that very time, was quite relevant. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisrgvEW2sDuYcWr5DbX6d-j-a_3-BSrWbn3Ferg5zE6J3wsQbHcRmjgcm1JdhecL668o3kss_Xv4zEpLfTpsrVUpZ6dRVy18CnE8pTc12GTVwRjyc67FXGjFO8Q0Xu69mVm8kqv_kl8H1lWyUpEx3RxIhsNEInIU0aBYY7yu4JIdGO1IsyZ50tB1QxcZEU/s6240/AdobeStock_393555950.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="6240" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisrgvEW2sDuYcWr5DbX6d-j-a_3-BSrWbn3Ferg5zE6J3wsQbHcRmjgcm1JdhecL668o3kss_Xv4zEpLfTpsrVUpZ6dRVy18CnE8pTc12GTVwRjyc67FXGjFO8Q0Xu69mVm8kqv_kl8H1lWyUpEx3RxIhsNEInIU0aBYY7yu4JIdGO1IsyZ50tB1QxcZEU/w400-h266/AdobeStock_393555950.jpeg" width="400" /></span></a></div><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Although the word "requiem" refers to a funeral mass, I adopted this term as a name for a form of seven stanzas of Italian Petrarchan form, with a modified rhyme scheme. The King's coronation was not meant to hearken to a funeral by any means. The end result, with the video made and finished by 5 pm PST the night before it was to air, was a miraculous work: that I was inspired and had the energy to write and produce it was completely spur of the moment, a shocking admission. I have since accepted that it might as well be one of my life's most significant works, as the occasion seldom presents itself to anyone to write for a royal coronation in Great Britain in their lifetime.</span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">As for the rest of the year, I continued on in spite of my fear that it might be my last. I thought my poetry writing would end too. As I approached turning 48 I thought I would be dead before the year turned. Yet I lived on. I did not die. This was a truly new reality for me that I would live to be 48, as I had such a strong sense that I would die young and unprepared. I say this as I have so many projects still unfinished, and no one wants to die in such as state as to have so many works of potential for development on the back burner. (You'd think I have a massive stove.)</span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">So I continue on with the sense that God has been merciful. I may be living on borrowed time, but I have decided for the year of 2024-5 to do a 2-year study in the Women of Waterhouse. I am writing poems every weekend about Shakespearean women, and those of Greek myths. I look forward to sharing here in this blog what I am learning, and what these studies entail. </span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Yours,</span></p><p><span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Emily</span></p>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-21515552259425367032022-10-13T18:15:00.001-07:002022-10-13T18:18:37.931-07:00What to do During a Pandemic?<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtCWRm65ibHSdX-g-uID5ZXC78JTcVoFpmAGA2pDkmPnArChVjhXTrtiMjufRIUc21mGO2QkpH3IHuUZGmjV-pt7pNWWh66Z-kIvj94QzCLjoi6ljbgzS30wcLGOQ1Z-_5qAK2W7ovCUqmQsyWubykirVE6aw5kR__WE6u1st2eC0QTFNToMPTpHp3pA/s6750/LITTOP%20front%20III.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6750" data-original-width="4230" height="437" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtCWRm65ibHSdX-g-uID5ZXC78JTcVoFpmAGA2pDkmPnArChVjhXTrtiMjufRIUc21mGO2QkpH3IHuUZGmjV-pt7pNWWh66Z-kIvj94QzCLjoi6ljbgzS30wcLGOQ1Z-_5qAK2W7ovCUqmQsyWubykirVE6aw5kR__WE6u1st2eC0QTFNToMPTpHp3pA/w275-h437/LITTOP%20front%20III.png" width="275" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">The days of autumn are upon us, and with the waning sun and the darkening sky, I have two events in store for my readers. As the leaves fall, I would love to have you attend if you live in Greater Vancouver. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">I have included the costs of the books in case you want to attend and obtain a signed copy: <a href="https://emilyisaacsoninstitute.com/wild-lily-events" target="_blank">Invitation</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">The book LITTOP, <i>Love in the Time of Plague,</i> took shape, and I have finally published it under the imprint of WLI, Potter's Press. This is so exciting to see in the end stages. I have designed a paperback, and Commemorative Hardcover edition, along with the e-book. They will all be available on Amazon, and on the publisher's website by September 22.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">This may well be my final book of poetry, as I have decided to stop writing formal poems except for maybe a short book of prose poetry. I have ended my poetry career with the publication of eight requiems in the final section, called Requiems in the Mist. The last poem, the finale is a tribute to King Charles the III and his wife: A Townswoman's Cloak. It is like painting an oil painting to write for the royals, and I do not mind doing so.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">I first learned to write poetry in an advanced challenge class in grade five, and they did publish a little book of our poems then. That is to say my very first poem written was published, but I don't have a copy of it today. I worked at this skill for many more years before becoming published in a journal. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpvGEh_7Oui0KPgMdsHV8U4Ot_XnzTD14MV_SzO4nDetCNUY_wvkhoAQ9tE_0sICAYCo-JWRRd2siRzyDg8vw-jFxNe0hyAJkKhVjDU7heUc2IZHPNbtMFqX3tvcEijZXdbkyOEWjFjPn5oNB11j6mpnHD6P8isexZHjDS-CEpQ5_EZwZdQPm74_UTEg/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20olive.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #783f04;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="331" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpvGEh_7Oui0KPgMdsHV8U4Ot_XnzTD14MV_SzO4nDetCNUY_wvkhoAQ9tE_0sICAYCo-JWRRd2siRzyDg8vw-jFxNe0hyAJkKhVjDU7heUc2IZHPNbtMFqX3tvcEijZXdbkyOEWjFjPn5oNB11j6mpnHD6P8isexZHjDS-CEpQ5_EZwZdQPm74_UTEg/w441-h331/Campbell%20River%20II%20olive.jpg" width="441" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #783f04;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">photographs by emily isaacson</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">Ever since then I have written in my spare time until 2005 when I decided to become a full-time writer. It is kind of like making scones, which I happened to make today. I love having afternoon tea with a nice pot of decaf. Like I said before, no one knew I was secretly writing in my bedroom, but I had a cast of characters, novels in the works, and even wrote a play in grade five.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">The first song I wrote at age nine, was played and sang by the church congregation in the evening service. The pianist had me tell him the tune and was able to play the chording. I did not write songs again until I was nineteen and on a break from university. By the time I graduated I had two songs published on a CD.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZ0QptymkvAGXrDsGW6MO7yBvN3gPyTfOArFTDVHGizbLKXHPSVjjyhMXSgx-PO4_32htAJFUhksbBxIT-Fh3MrJ0cj5nEYeqiURiAU4ww6vlX7qXQP1Lk_XxzaBRjFhCGqTHZIl4EicAwVo-ptK9jTwFrbHaYzzGp3_8Bg55oDd231qprr4DbSGhYg/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20066.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #783f04;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="465" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZ0QptymkvAGXrDsGW6MO7yBvN3gPyTfOArFTDVHGizbLKXHPSVjjyhMXSgx-PO4_32htAJFUhksbBxIT-Fh3MrJ0cj5nEYeqiURiAU4ww6vlX7qXQP1Lk_XxzaBRjFhCGqTHZIl4EicAwVo-ptK9jTwFrbHaYzzGp3_8Bg55oDd231qprr4DbSGhYg/w348-h465/Campbell%20River%20II%20066.jpg" width="348" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #783f04;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">I am still working on a novel that I have been working on for five years, and hope to publish next year under the name Lilith Street. I am also publishing a book under that name in November of this year that is like a novel, but is in fact a series of stories. As you will notice on the cover, this is a new form of novel. The stories don't necessarily intersect and can leave the reader wondering what they have in common. But they have the issue of mental illness in common, and how it traverses social classes, and is no respecter of persons. <a href="https://lilithstreet.com/books" target="_blank">Read the reviews.</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZEu6LLaGuNW6KLMnnuSdFFvU7CwPU1sXaSJn-NLxDmK1E5Ee5eZ6sAw0-OPeSTLnmzfAsxWLZTqVaBGtPCaNKaeOxbJTEhBFMeg5UQDFBIMz1GITq74WMBbch4ienDMKGYVNWXIU00nuYM1T9uXqIRb-7JJ2Fi34HV13ENq1jqXAAzkxGJ8ySqUG0Dw/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20076.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #783f04;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="471" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZEu6LLaGuNW6KLMnnuSdFFvU7CwPU1sXaSJn-NLxDmK1E5Ee5eZ6sAw0-OPeSTLnmzfAsxWLZTqVaBGtPCaNKaeOxbJTEhBFMeg5UQDFBIMz1GITq74WMBbch4ienDMKGYVNWXIU00nuYM1T9uXqIRb-7JJ2Fi34HV13ENq1jqXAAzkxGJ8ySqUG0Dw/w353-h471/Campbell%20River%20II%20076.jpg" width="353" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #783f04;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">The poetry was a surprise to me, since I don't know where it comes from, except my grandmother used to write poetry, as did my mother, but usually only for cards or on special occasions. It is like a well from which I draw water, and which I hope will sustain me when I am not paid. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">Bless you all, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">Emily</span></div><p></p>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-26352429547198398982022-10-02T11:46:00.006-07:002023-05-09T15:22:35.001-07:00Fairies and other Wood Creatures<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgrgoC7Sa0X1gVL7vK9ap6jSCIfBguo7KRbEU5vUuiJ4lAEhGTqIsDmEFxbvbXBKBGVSvE08CrevJwiN9kiiVmv18L2ezQ_PWqrebrOV_39-CP6MBytK5SUYVxNuKGE7rCSlPF_B-2yyRa60vCqymMqgWENX1W0uUS-Rm0C_rJzTAQEN4TmIb-hvBDPw/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20163.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="437" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgrgoC7Sa0X1gVL7vK9ap6jSCIfBguo7KRbEU5vUuiJ4lAEhGTqIsDmEFxbvbXBKBGVSvE08CrevJwiN9kiiVmv18L2ezQ_PWqrebrOV_39-CP6MBytK5SUYVxNuKGE7rCSlPF_B-2yyRa60vCqymMqgWENX1W0uUS-Rm0C_rJzTAQEN4TmIb-hvBDPw/w328-h437/Campbell%20River%20II%20163.jpg" width="328" /></a></p><p><span style="color: #783f04;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">There's something delightful I would like to share with you. I have discovered a few little fairies on YouTube and today I wanted to post an example of each of their videos. They are all cinematographers, whose fame has derived from the YouTube videos and some of them have millions of followers.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGdPqwGn8PqBrhnc9PkEz34TXOJ9A0lV90CCWm2Yy5Mj-ILkzlFrqpXWhkC4Dsi6D3ukPvDOJxxQNEdOe6xG_l5Ob1Wb84mTET3S6exoAp_V5nz03Uap81kyPbuODjaptRI7D4jduye7NjANPuDWs9-SEpxD1j_yuQbgk3xQ15SCPAfi9yK2Lm-j8ydw/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20054.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="393" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGdPqwGn8PqBrhnc9PkEz34TXOJ9A0lV90CCWm2Yy5Mj-ILkzlFrqpXWhkC4Dsi6D3ukPvDOJxxQNEdOe6xG_l5Ob1Wb84mTET3S6exoAp_V5nz03Uap81kyPbuODjaptRI7D4jduye7NjANPuDWs9-SEpxD1j_yuQbgk3xQ15SCPAfi9yK2Lm-j8ydw/w295-h393/Campbell%20River%20II%20054.jpg" width="295" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">_________________________________________</div><br /><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large; text-align: left;">I have organized my daily routine of keeping up with their videos as an Aboriginal Medicine Wheel by the 4 Directions: look up their channels to see their hundreds of videos.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large; text-align: left;">________________________________________</span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">North<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cb4oxgDZl6I&t=105s " target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cb4oxgDZl6I&t=105s </a> </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "serif";"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #783f04;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "serif"; font-size: large;">Jonna Jinton</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #783f04;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "serif"; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "serif"; line-height: 18.4px;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">West<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "serif"; line-height: 18.4px;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xi5AuDoPHTg " target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xi5AuDoPHTg </a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "serif"; line-height: 18.4px;"><span style="color: #783f04;">I</span></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, "serif";">sobel Paige</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, "serif"; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, "serif"; font-size: large;">South</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rHR6hcGoR8Q " target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rHR6hcGoR8Q </a> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">The Cottage Fairy<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">East<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNbxgRRJxgg&t=448s" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNbxgRRJxgg&t=448s</a> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: #783f04;"><span style="font-size: large;">Darling Desi</span><o:p style="font-size: 12pt;"></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilAI6mkZD5dLf-MX7ejRL__zLhubEYy1yIY53eKg84_cVk9pOLu6ZS2T8I1tLspc0tHK9bSs12-Qa3GIrq0n4PiLLLfj_X2TncAogCFs7xAoDm4oiiaYgt-1NC3yvBUXzMFaC7XwE5BznB0PwhenBKiXfn1_ItdXnOgZvR7F501KsSLYpfUk258B1EOA/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20038.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="460" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilAI6mkZD5dLf-MX7ejRL__zLhubEYy1yIY53eKg84_cVk9pOLu6ZS2T8I1tLspc0tHK9bSs12-Qa3GIrq0n4PiLLLfj_X2TncAogCFs7xAoDm4oiiaYgt-1NC3yvBUXzMFaC7XwE5BznB0PwhenBKiXfn1_ItdXnOgZvR7F501KsSLYpfUk258B1EOA/w345-h460/Campbell%20River%20II%20038.jpg" width="345" /></a></div>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-38911979009445066222022-09-10T15:17:00.007-07:002022-09-10T16:01:13.013-07:00Operation Unicorn<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRbabDgVBBtHVsCCrtaqEsRx4wKf6di-fY9DPkHKAvABjDCLZGYt8fyEGZqQZkwXfH1cFiqX31ywRIHzAo7LxoIfOBZ1VnekErNjTUd322tdJbF-tJLW2mZwACF1UMEmu-41tCs1QfFLoV03LxqvP08IDUQ3o71g9FNs-m3bomzhT-yRJZxs8661fQw/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20182.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I left Abbotsford and went over to Campbell River to visit my parents' home on August 31. I was invited to visit several beaches, shops, an art gallery and a museum. It was quite a lovely time, but the morning I was leaving I was greeted for breakfast with "The Queen is dying. Everyone has rushed to her bedside." They said this as if I was a personal friend of the Queen as I receive a Christmas Card from the Royal family every Christmas. I had hoped to meet the Queen in my lifetime, but I am obliged to admit that I met her when I was seven, and I was taken to her formal visit of Victoria, where I was pushed forward to the fence and came within three feet of her Majesty.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmovW86tZz7kGywAaksO7HhCr1AoQrmlTj0DhNzihFSzChGaTHGZDahgIlGPR68ydAF_qKVF3IQ3LneRid-yVHm8noODzPYPtfoML9h1tjeskbmkbTfAAll-UXVrGofdXqmoauKIAvET_DFBj5DCmYYPT3Bjevk229YQMSQ1vNtD8R9d2PdjW04wZAuA/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20156.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="375" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmovW86tZz7kGywAaksO7HhCr1AoQrmlTj0DhNzihFSzChGaTHGZDahgIlGPR68ydAF_qKVF3IQ3LneRid-yVHm8noODzPYPtfoML9h1tjeskbmkbTfAAll-UXVrGofdXqmoauKIAvET_DFBj5DCmYYPT3Bjevk229YQMSQ1vNtD8R9d2PdjW04wZAuA/w281-h375/Campbell%20River%20II%20156.jpg" width="281" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZZ2atT6QagCBp5GOWu7Tt32ePTEBNMyJQXG8bbD879R7yXa-OWJS-kWR7vVlkYwCKEjSpmfTAN-Vt9JgJpNaJnYzTwf1hNBgbl4A5EhhIjElGI9nN7Ng6ssR3GQt2q55nsWvQM8NY4yHH79Zg8EECYfhgdMmxZAdYuilP9RfuxyFHA1zeXkr8lTtPEA/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20157.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZZ2atT6QagCBp5GOWu7Tt32ePTEBNMyJQXG8bbD879R7yXa-OWJS-kWR7vVlkYwCKEjSpmfTAN-Vt9JgJpNaJnYzTwf1hNBgbl4A5EhhIjElGI9nN7Ng6ssR3GQt2q55nsWvQM8NY4yHH79Zg8EECYfhgdMmxZAdYuilP9RfuxyFHA1zeXkr8lTtPEA/w294-h392/Campbell%20River%20II%20157.jpg" width="294" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Even as I travelled I found out the Queen had died, and the people around me told what they found out on their phones. It was a sad passing from Nanaimo to the mainland, where a Paddington-like figure awaited me. in sunglasses Yes, I'm afraid Paddington Bear might as well be my bodyguard, and a comfort he is. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6dlPRR4ZExOja3ayqP8MXQLrR39AKEOysRFsyrMs2f1XNXNzzRrSrr3gMtJNBSq6cqL72VtMCPNNOv8uPXwX2EZ88WE6KBkedEhpxh8Yul5oB-pvnS9JHwTfaILWPZAvawqUPk2ec6KqH2GmF8KI1hsddMMgCA0nY7zai5yNMQj2ESD_ZfKm1Npwmqg/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20180.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6dlPRR4ZExOja3ayqP8MXQLrR39AKEOysRFsyrMs2f1XNXNzzRrSrr3gMtJNBSq6cqL72VtMCPNNOv8uPXwX2EZ88WE6KBkedEhpxh8Yul5oB-pvnS9JHwTfaILWPZAvawqUPk2ec6KqH2GmF8KI1hsddMMgCA0nY7zai5yNMQj2ESD_ZfKm1Npwmqg/w420-h315/Campbell%20River%20II%20180.jpg" width="420" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">So within the course of a few days, a new King has been announced, a new title for Prince William and Kate, and many changes to the Head of State in both Great Britain and Canada. These are difficult times, and it is interesting to me that both Prince Phillip and the Queen died during the course of the pandemic, as even now we are not entirely through this natural disaster.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4NqDaXmpm0YyO_ego66966T9h--uGIJ0T-yYMfqtSALTg_8Xhf_QtTJFhLQgIOb1i_wAroMuRpVStPhNE0G96sPBtskydz0g-czOj4eXNOZ8AcAMt3_o97h2LV-a7N8rop8lvYClWhquTnCzavpokdOYb-C63HMBhqaIKAETz_RCimXZUvSs8e6rmg/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20107.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="385" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4NqDaXmpm0YyO_ego66966T9h--uGIJ0T-yYMfqtSALTg_8Xhf_QtTJFhLQgIOb1i_wAroMuRpVStPhNE0G96sPBtskydz0g-czOj4eXNOZ8AcAMt3_o97h2LV-a7N8rop8lvYClWhquTnCzavpokdOYb-C63HMBhqaIKAETz_RCimXZUvSs8e6rmg/w289-h385/Campbell%20River%20II%20107.jpg" width="289" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7C5HrjIocO8C5TG2CNcUXK27M6d3vY_8g1Rj7J1XRGtR9SJQILVyZtwliZ6AWKShdBIvhvOuxmQpCHGf45Kr1wJPEAvfZrSNMPax7CTUaHWhcfOjmFTrRtW57yLj8dHkmvO-3uKxd-aT61yaJx2WUPljn9HiIfC9f0YyMD7yke6n_sqvaD1AdQD2O4g/s320/Campbell%20River%20II%20022.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="240" height="411" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7C5HrjIocO8C5TG2CNcUXK27M6d3vY_8g1Rj7J1XRGtR9SJQILVyZtwliZ6AWKShdBIvhvOuxmQpCHGf45Kr1wJPEAvfZrSNMPax7CTUaHWhcfOjmFTrRtW57yLj8dHkmvO-3uKxd-aT61yaJx2WUPljn9HiIfC9f0YyMD7yke6n_sqvaD1AdQD2O4g/w308-h411/Campbell%20River%20II%20022.jpg" width="308" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">Paddington Bear is there every fifteen minutes on TV for the duration of this event, which seems to consume every waking moment. It is with the most regality that "God Save the Queen" was sung at the service following Her Majesty's passing, a finality that sent shivers down our spines with the diamonds of the afterlife. For the glory is incomparable of what she built, as a city and an empire, the unrelentless travail of a great woman in the service of her country and the Commonwealth. The ports of the world welcomed her.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpnUaqRLmapgDMxKVkbXgBog28kogOw9eu5Kfc6fz7CNhZek3CwPNAesfNNUDa7OCShyu9u9hpynyql2U7gIz0FjDHkFVWRyBx3d6ocbKuc8mrokSORrHZhmniC4CHC8pu27tqTlmFmPHNMr2lQL6XRG2AAilwssPxR6KNk1tilpAfpcTlhrNI2Oz80g/s4000/Campbell%20River%20II%20188.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpnUaqRLmapgDMxKVkbXgBog28kogOw9eu5Kfc6fz7CNhZek3CwPNAesfNNUDa7OCShyu9u9hpynyql2U7gIz0FjDHkFVWRyBx3d6ocbKuc8mrokSORrHZhmniC4CHC8pu27tqTlmFmPHNMr2lQL6XRG2AAilwssPxR6KNk1tilpAfpcTlhrNI2Oz80g/w303-h404/Campbell%20River%20II%20188.jpg" width="303" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #7f6000;"><i> Art Gallery Exhibit (poem from exhibit): I Am My Mother's Daughter</i></span><br /><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">We not only mourn her death, we celebrate her life and her passing into the next realm.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I must finally admit that the book LITTOP is to be released on October 22 at Clearbrook Library, and I will do a reading. It is dedicated to Edward. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3MKTpB2DlOPM1i7qvGH2OcDK3Yc2S2lhsMxh4_u5pLqnK_hequq1tSYh99lqJHD9axXlntUeIUForPWFxmHVJAFg_ImMN_hjhOvVlX9fqAkh1QzbXBUz2RvwRAaEDiV3VEvwlLC3GNetV8g-zXkq9StoZ6EMrKGT9bLi2MObPvOboKxLlAvzo557gIQ/s4219/AdobeStock_443355038.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4219" data-original-width="3555" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3MKTpB2DlOPM1i7qvGH2OcDK3Yc2S2lhsMxh4_u5pLqnK_hequq1tSYh99lqJHD9axXlntUeIUForPWFxmHVJAFg_ImMN_hjhOvVlX9fqAkh1QzbXBUz2RvwRAaEDiV3VEvwlLC3GNetV8g-zXkq9StoZ6EMrKGT9bLi2MObPvOboKxLlAvzo557gIQ/s320/AdobeStock_443355038.jpeg" width="270" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Here are the poems I wrote for the Queen:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="break-after: avoid; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 3; mso-pagination: widow-orphan lines-together; page-break-after: avoid;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><a name="_Toc113691752"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">The Crucified One: Magnificat</span></i></a><i><span style="line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><i><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The Renaissance would sing of you in blue<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">and white stained glass, with ruby crown,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">the red blood of your body next ran down<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">to the torment of your outer flesh; you<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">were determined to die in every room<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">of the three levels of humankind: sound<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">doctrine made us build stone mansions, to found<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">hell, and earth, and heaven. Before monsoons<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">of spirits conjured up ideals—hours<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">swept away like old houses and picket<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">fences, marigolds flying in maize.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Rose-red smile, the dark hair, and pale-powdered<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">face of evening, Lilith’s flow’r, Lilibet’s<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">cry from all lands sounds, pure oil in a haze.</span><b><span style="line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><h3><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><a name="_Toc113691764"><i><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%;">Elegy of
the Royal Rose</span></i></a><i><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></h3><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">There was
always a royal rose,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">in deep
red hue, loyal<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">to a
nation: entwining<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">as I
looked deep into time.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The
empire that bore<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">your name
wore<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">the
breastplate<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">with the
coat of arms,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">and
sacred incense.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I was
first to hold you,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">in the
lighted hour of truth,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">and last
to see you go,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">the
glisten of lush red,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">the blush
of pink,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">a momentary
trace of snow,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">birth
pang of departed lands—<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">life
nestled in my open hands,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">unrepentant
starts,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">
</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">O
Commonwealth of hearts.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> Emily Isaacson</span></p></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Here is a formal invitation to attend the WLI next three events: <a href="https://emilyisaacsoninstitute.com/wild-lily-events" target="_blank">read more</a>.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Here is the dress I will be wearing: </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.aprilcornell.ca/product/Market-Corduroy-Dress-DRA6824Q-Black/dresses" target="_blank">April Cornell</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOZV3KjjwXiRj9jrpSuZ9gUM5WoGXMuCLv1ddf2QFbjFAYocbGWuBToM9viflM_hZTFVSnmoLm_Hbhp7O0Yxtzkycix4hGSgxF2RXq7Aytkk9wFNCk6dsvtzB8d5XlDhJTl2WwQzgbK6Qi2d8REkOcNO9d8oTOYfv5slNWccC2llcIS77pkbH4J5AxBA/s467/DRA6824Q-Black-April-Cornell-Dress_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3873" data-original-width="3873" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgESmYOcQpf6Jx2KtCFeT6aqsujmUzniod-kSww0D4Rx1FXxLR77LGf5yAEhrhvzYekDpdSZyOCMnGMk6wYUtOSwSSwlVjbgnMS9LIQaHGH_PMzT2KBj24nduxqStr7dwv1hXA3-Ov8mwfuzd2Y7tie73VKHTO2TruWhew4BRrq2T7rKF3bWqcU8nkeEQ/w224-h224/AdobeStock_330689584.jpeg" width="224" /></a></div><p></p>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-20484600563062269162022-03-05T17:42:00.005-08:002022-06-05T09:01:44.312-07:00Love in the Time of Plague<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJfWvOubXtEL_qY0qYM88q9lWTNvKzLj-ACmP4AIoXCablyVlEJWPtFCB27KWcfKggytYo3-0WIQBvynTJ3fN1q5Up8WSMUySOWELJOQuEu-zHsEKwTlu3DgZwsCH03vhs3MSoWxJjhIQKYydt26C57nhA7JPgj1ix64abU-hQ-A0x0v2Tu4RYoDnC5w=s320" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="240" height="350" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJfWvOubXtEL_qY0qYM88q9lWTNvKzLj-ACmP4AIoXCablyVlEJWPtFCB27KWcfKggytYo3-0WIQBvynTJ3fN1q5Up8WSMUySOWELJOQuEu-zHsEKwTlu3DgZwsCH03vhs3MSoWxJjhIQKYydt26C57nhA7JPgj1ix64abU-hQ-A0x0v2Tu4RYoDnC5w=w262-h350" width="262" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: inherit;">______________</span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">I wrote a letter to the editor of the National Post, and it explains what the difference between self-publishing, or what they used to call a vanity press, and partnership publishing, or publishing in the modern age of print on demand.</span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">Currently, five of my books are partnership published, which I would explain as: you are asked to pay for a marketing agent, or part of the cost of marketing the book. The publisher foots the bill for the actual book itself. This arrangement, which assumes a published book costs the publisher upwards of $19,000, means you pay out of pocket a small sum (usually $2000-$4,000), but make higher royalties. Usually I make upwards of 30%, and have more marketing assistance and effort put into the book of an emerging writer. This is the mainstay of publishing until you are established. Publishing your own book is considered an endeavor just for family, friends and locals. It would not be in major online bookstores, available in brick and mortar bookstores on demand, or on Amazon. It would just be called printing a book, with a small print run that you decide on and pay for with no editing, designing, or interior graphic design other than what you can do yourself.</span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">________________________________</span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">Here is the letter: </span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">December 24, 2020</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">To the Editor;</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">It is interesting to me that Emily Bronte was published in the newspaper
under the name Ellis Bell in the early 1800's. Her first book sold all of two
copies. If a book did not sell, the publisher discreetly destroyed the
remainder. In the modern age, we have adopted something called 'Print On
Demand' which in its early days was known as a Vanity Press. Now almost all
Indie Publications are 'Print On Demand' so there are no extra books to throw
out.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">Back in the day editors used to publish poetry in the newspaper. There were
a few rare poets who published under male pseudonyms, if they were women. Women
poets only began to come out in the late 1800's as accepted for their own work.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">I am a poet. I have written books for royals and for politicians, including
the Prime Minister's wife. I write each poem with a special reader or recipient
in mind. I have published almost 1,000 volumes of poetry. I have been both
accepted and rejected in my nine year career in publishing verse. It is my
desire this Christmas to wish all your readers a Happy Holiday in this trying
and difficult season.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">Sincerely,</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">Writer and poet</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">Emily Isaacson</span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">______________________________</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_L7Tvbzvub-mWZ2iTWddkbcOSBaPe22IZVEGXxMdbvCNHiL2v_7JWeKytg6h1IbaU3z1rZFrKJ-d-_T84mqHubFhL-sXw6PrR7RiSpk7DmC0eiKd-ldCTZHGWEgTZawOmflMY1COBRPX80tRJr5hjOa5TV84XzlitAZmsGVZyd2soyXWNiV9ofbPDsA=s6750" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #660000;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6750" data-original-width="4230" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_L7Tvbzvub-mWZ2iTWddkbcOSBaPe22IZVEGXxMdbvCNHiL2v_7JWeKytg6h1IbaU3z1rZFrKJ-d-_T84mqHubFhL-sXw6PrR7RiSpk7DmC0eiKd-ldCTZHGWEgTZawOmflMY1COBRPX80tRJr5hjOa5TV84XzlitAZmsGVZyd2soyXWNiV9ofbPDsA=s320" width="201" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #660000;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">My idea for </span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">Love in the Time of Plague </span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">by poet Emily Isaacson</span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">is subject to the publisher</span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit;">who will re-design</span></p><p><br /></p>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-21405428983311200742021-02-12T21:42:00.005-08:002021-04-17T21:48:54.953-07:00What Is A Rare Soul?<p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">If it's hard to explain why some people do the things they do, try a personality test. I thought I'd share the results I got today here. You can take the test for yourself if you scroll down to the end.</span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">An Advocate Type</span></p><p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> "<i><span style="line-height: 150%;">Treat people as if they were what
they ought to be and you help them to become what they are capable of being.” --</span></i><span style="line-height: 150%;">JOHANN WOLFGANG VON
GOETHE</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> __________________________________________________________</span></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_3mv6oqlWY/YCdmug_b5PI/AAAAAAAABdc/btQ8eD9pjp84-okJhWeIvCl94p3cjfO0wCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Stress%2BJournal%2BExample%2B011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_3mv6oqlWY/YCdmug_b5PI/AAAAAAAABdc/btQ8eD9pjp84-okJhWeIvCl94p3cjfO0wCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/Stress%2BJournal%2BExample%2B011.jpg" /></a></div><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p>Advocates are the rarest personality types of all. Still, Advocates
leave their mark on the world. They have a deep sense of idealism and
integrity, but they aren’t idle dreamers – they take concrete steps to realize
their goals and make a lasting impact.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates’ unique combination of personality traits makes them complex
and quite versatile. For example, Advocates can speak with great passion and
conviction, especially when standing up for their ideals. At other times,
however, they may choose to be soft-spoken and understated, preferring to keep
the peace rather than challenge others.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Standing Up for What’s Right<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates generally strive to do what’s right – and they want to help
create a world where others do the right thing as well. People with this
personality type may feel called to use their strengths – including creativity,
imagination, and sensitivity – to uplift others and spread compassion. Concepts
like egalitarianism and karma can mean a great deal to Advocates.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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personal gain. As a result, Advocates tend to step in when they see someone facing
unfairness or hardship. Many people with this personality type also aspire to
fix society’s deeper problems, in the hope that unfairness and hardship can
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><i><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Nothing lights up Advocates like
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Connecting with Others (and
Themselves)</span></span></b></p>
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and sensitive. This emotional honesty and insight can make a powerful
impression on the people around them.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates value deep, authentic relationships with others, and they tend
to take great care with other people’s feelings. That said, these personalities
also need to prioritize reconnecting with themselves. Advocates need to take
some time alone now and then to decompress, recharge, and process their
thoughts and feelings.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">The Cost of Success<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">At times, Advocates may focus so intently on their ideals that they
don’t take care of themselves. Advocates may feel that they aren’t allowed to
rest until they’ve achieved their unique vision of success, but this mindset
can lead to stress and burnout. If this happens, people with this personality
type may find themselves feeling uncharacteristically ill-tempered.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates might find themselves feeling especially stressed in the face
of conflict and criticism. These personalities tend to act with the best of
intentions, and it can frustrate them when others don’t appreciate this. At
times, even constructive criticism may feel deeply personal or hurtful to
Advocates.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">A Personal Mission</span></span></b></p>
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this?” They are well-suited to support a movement to right a wrong, no matter
how big or small. Advocates just need to remember that while they’re busy
taking care of the world, they need to take care of themselves too.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Strengths
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Advocate personalities enjoy finding the perfect solution for the people
they care about. To do this, they draw on their vivid imagination and
their strong sense of compassion. This can make them excellent counselors
and advisors.<o:p></o:p></span></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;">Insightful</span></b><span style="line-height: 150%;"> –
Advocates typically strive to move past appearances and get to the heart
of things. This can give them an almost uncanny ability to understand
people’s true motivations, feelings, and needs.<o:p></o:p></span></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;">Principled</span></b><span style="line-height: 150%;"> –
People with the Advocate personality type tend to have deeply held
beliefs, and their conviction often shines through when they speak or
write about subjects that matter to them. Advocates can be compelling and
inspiring communicators, with their idealism persuading even the hardest
of skeptics.<o:p></o:p></span></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;">Passionate</span></b><span style="line-height: 150%;"> –
Advocates can pursue their ideals with a single-mindedness that may catch
others off guard. These personalities rarely settle for “good enough,” and
their willingness to disrupt the status quo may not please everyone. That
said, Advocates’ passion for their chosen cause is a key aspect of their
personality.<o:p></o:p></span></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;">Altruistic</span></b><span style="line-height: 150%;"> –
Advocates generally aim to use their strengths for the greater good – they
rarely enjoy succeeding at other people’s expense. They tend to think
about how their actions affect others, and their goal is to behave in a
way that will help the people around them and make the world a better
place.</span></span></li>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 1;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span></b><i style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">“Love comes more
naturally to the human heart than its opposite.” –</span></i><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">NELSON MANDELA</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates (INFJs) tend to take the process of finding a romantic partner
seriously. People with this personality type look for depth and meaning in
their relationships, preferring not to settle for a match that’s founded on
anything less than true love.</span></p>
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can have unrealistic expectations. Some Advocates might hold out for a
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">That said, Advocates’ idealism – if balanced with just enough realism –
can actually enhance their love lives. Advocate personalities tend to be in
touch with their core values, so they care about compatibility as well as
surface-level attraction. This can help them avoid matches that aren’t founded
on authenticity or shared principles.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Once Advocates do find a suitable relationship, they rarely take it for
granted. Instead, they tend to look for ways to grow as individuals and
strengthen their connection with their partner. This can help Advocates’
relationships reach a level of depth and sincerity of which many people can
only dream.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Is This for Real?</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates care about integrity, and they tend to bristle when people try
to change them or talk them into something that they don’t believe. As a
result, Advocate personalities gravitate toward partners who appreciate them as
they are. And there’s a great deal to appreciate about Advocates: they’re warm,
caring, honest, and insightful, with an ability to see the truth that lies
beneath surface appearances.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">People with this personality type create a depth to their relationships
that can hardly be described in conventional terms. Because of their
sensitivity and insight, Advocates can make their partners feel heard and
understood in beautiful ways. Advocates aren’t afraid to express their love,
and they feel it unconditionally.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span><i><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">One of the things Advocates find most
important is establishing genuine, deep connections with the people they care
about.</span></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates tend to recognize that love isn’t a passive emotion but rather
an opportunity to grow and learn, and they expect their partners to share this
mindset. As a result, relationships with Advocates are not for the uncommitted
or the shallow.</span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">When it comes to intimacy, Advocates can be incredibly passionate in
ways that go beyond the physical. People with this personality type crave an
emotional and even spiritual connection with their partner. They cherish not
just the act of being in a relationship but also what it means to become one
with another person in mind, body, and soul.</span></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 1;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> "</span></o:p></span></b><i style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">The most I can do
for my friend is simply be his friend.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>--</span></i><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">HENRY DAVID THOREAU</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates (INFJs) have a deep desire for authenticity and sincerity in
everything they do – from their daily activities to their relationships. As a
result, people with this personality type rarely settle for friendships of
convenience. Rather than rely on superficial interactions with the people they
see every day at work or school, they generally prefer to have a close circle
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Searching for a Heart of Gold<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Just as Advocates have high standards for themselves, they also have
high standards for their friendships. They want to feel compatible with their
friends on a deep level. In addition, Advocate personalities generally want to
surround themselves with people who will inspire them to grow and improve. Most
Advocates don’t just want to have fun with their friends – they also want to
learn new things, make new discoveries, and deepen their bonds.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">This is a tall order, and Advocates may feel that it’s difficult to meet
the sort of friends they’re searching for. Because Advocates are a rare
personality type, they may meet relatively few people who really remind them of
themselves. As a result, they may feel as if they need to settle for
less-than-fulfilling friendships or else accept being alone.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Fortunately, Advocates are more than capable of finding the types of
friends they long to meet – they might just have to use their intuition to do
so. In their quiet, understated way, Advocate personality types have a knack
for seeing beyond appearances and understanding people’s deeper natures. They
can use this ability to move past first impressions and figure out whether
someone’s interests, values, and attitudes might be compatible with their own.
By doing this, Advocates can befriend people who might seem totally different
from them but who are compatible on a deeper level.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><i><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">In friendship, it’s as though Advocates
are searching for a soul mate, someone who shares every facet of their passions
and imagination.</span></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Loyalty and Authenticity</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates have a quiet determination that can be quite charismatic, and
their ability to express themselves clearly and passionately can make them
truly shine. At times, these traits may lead to unwanted attention and
popularity for Advocates, who tend to be private.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates may sometimes find themselves surrounded by people who want to
impress them. Paradoxically, this can make it more difficult for people with
this personality type to find friends with whom they feel a connection. After
all, the only way to be counted among Advocates’ true friends is to be authentic,
honest, and real.</span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Once they do find genuine friends, people with the Advocate personality
type make loyal and caring companions. With their trademark warmth and
enthusiasm, they support their friends’ efforts to grow and expand their lives.
In general, Advocate personalities don’t require a great deal of day-to-day
attention from their friends. For them, quality trumps quantity – and that
includes the time they spend with their nearest and dearest.</span></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">As trust grows, Advocates tend to share more of their inner lives with
their friends. If these revelations are met with acceptance and support, this
can herald the sort of friendship that transcends time and distance, lasting a
lifetime.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Over the years, Advocates may end up with just a few true friendships rather
than a wide circle of casual acquaintances. But as long as those friendships
are built on a richness of mutual understanding, Advocates wouldn’t have it any
other way.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Parenthood</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">“My instinct is to protect my children from pain. But adversity is often
the thing that gives us character and backbone.” --NICOLE KIDMAN</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">As parents, Advocates (INFJs) tend to look at their relationships with
their children as opportunities to learn and grow with someone they care about.
These personality types also work to achieve another important goal: raising
their children to be independent and all-around good people.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocate parents generally strive to be devoted and loving toward their
children at all times. As they imagine their children’s futures, what Advocates
really look forward to is being able to interact and connect as equals with the
people they helped raise.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocate (INFJ) parents: Be Unique, Just Like Me</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">A</span></o:p></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">s their children grow, Advocates may unconsciously project a great deal
of their own beliefs onto them. People with this personality type often expect
their children to demonstrate the same integrity and honesty that they expect
from themselves.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">At the same time, Advocate personalities may also push their children to
think independently, make their own choices, and develop their own beliefs.
Depending on the child’s developmental stage and temperament, they might find
these expectations confusing or stressful – even though their Advocate parents
have the best of intentions.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocate parents want to raise children who are ethical, creative, and
kind.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">If all this independence is taken to heart, it can cause some trouble
for Advocate parents as their children move into the more rebellious phase of
adolescence. This is especially true if their children choose beliefs that go
against their values as Advocate parents. In this situation, Advocates may feel
as if their children are criticizing or rejecting them – a hurtful thing to
such a sensitive personality type.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><b>A Job Well Done</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Ultimately, Advocate parents tend to realize that it isn’t a sign of
failure if their children turn out differently than they’d expected. Instead,
they come to see this as a sign that they’ve successfully helped raise someone
who has the ability to form their own ideals. Advocates’ children often come to
appreciate the combination of independence and integrity with which they were
raised – especially as they get older.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates strive to make sure that their children grow up with a firm
understanding of the difference between right and wrong. Parents with this
personality type encourage their children to fight for a cause they believe in
and to be the best they can be. Whatever age their children might be, Advocates
can find a great deal of fulfillment and meaning simply in helping their
children learn to be true to themselves.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Career Paths</span></span></b></p>
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fail while striving for something wonderful, challenging, adventurous, and
uncertain, than to say, ’I don’t want to try because I may not succeed
completely.’” </span></span></i><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">--JIMMY CARTER</span></p></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates (INFJs) tend to seek a career path that aligns with their
values rather than one that offers status and material gain. Fortunately,
people with this personality type are able to find work that suits them in just
about any field.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">In fact, many Advocates have trouble deciding which job is best for them
because they’re able to imagine so many possibilities. These personalities may
see 10 wildly different paths forward, each with its own set of rewards. This
can be exciting but also stress-inducing, because picking just one means
letting go of so many others.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Truth, Beauty, Purpose</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates want to find meaning in their work and to know that they are
helping and connecting with people. This desire to help and connect can make
roles as counselors, psychologists, teachers, social workers, yoga instructors,
and spiritual leaders very rewarding for Advocates. Careers in health care –
especially the more holistic varieties – can also be attractive options for this
personality type.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Many Advocates are also strong communicators. This explains why they are
often drawn to careers in writing, authoring many popular books, blogs,
stories, and screenplays. Music, photography, design, and art can all be viable
options as well, allowing Advocates to focus on deeper themes of personal
growth and purpose.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">That said, Advocates can excel in a range of fields. Wherever they work,
people with this personality type can find ways to help others. They can also
find ways to use their creativity in nearly any position. No matter what it
says on their business cards, Advocates’ insight can enable them to spot
unusual patterns and come up with out-of-the-box solutions, creating real
change in others’ lives.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><i><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">For Advocates, money and Employee of
the Month simply won’t cut it. These personalities want a career that fits
their values and principles.</span></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Two Roads Diverged in a Yellow Wood</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates’ needs may be hard to meet in some work environments,
especially those that offer little independence and agency. Advocate
personalities are sometimes drawn to behind-the-scenes and noncompetitive
roles, but these jobs can lead to frustration if they don’t allow Advocates to
act as they see fit, grow as individuals, and make a difference.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">For this reason, people with the Advocate personality type may feel
fulfilled by seeking out leadership positions or by starting their own
business. By finding jobs that offer more autonomy, Advocates can focus on
applying their creativity and integrity to everything they do. Advocates may
also find it gratifying to create bridges between seemingly disparate
professional fields – for example, by writing about psychology or by being an
environmental lawyer. These hybrid careers can offer plenty of opportunities
for Advocates to exercise their creativity and their love of learning.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Where Advocates struggle is in work that doesn’t take personal needs
into consideration, is overly repetitious, or promotes conflict. Jobs with
these characteristics can leave Advocates frustrated and unfulfilled. People
with this personality type may also chafe at the criticism and pressure that
come with cutthroat, competitive work environments.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">A Sense of Mission</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">In truth, Advocate personalities can do well in any field. To be truly
happy, however, they need to find work that aligns with their values and allows
them some independence. Advocates crave opportunities to learn and grow alongside
the people they are helping. When this happens, Advocates may finally feel as
if they are fulfilling their life’s mission, contributing to the well-being of
humanity on a personal level.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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Habits</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 1;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates (INFJs) have some specific needs when it comes to a satisfying
work environment. People with this personality type want to know that their
work helps people and promotes their own personal growth. This means that their
work must be in line with their values, principles, and beliefs.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">In the workplace, Advocates tend to thrive when they have opportunities
to express their creativity and insight, and they’re especially motivated when
they know that what they’re doing has meaning. They also tend to do best when
they can ignore workplace politics and hierarchies and simply do what matters
to them. Most people with this personality type prefer not to think of
themselves as above or below anyone else – no matter where they are on the job
ladder.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Fortunately, Advocates are resourceful and creative, and they can find
ways to make nearly any position work for them.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocate Subordinates</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocates value cooperation, sensitivity, and independence. As
employees, they tend to gravitate toward managers who are open-minded and
willing to consider their input. Advocate personalities may become frustrated
when they feel unheard, so having a manager who listens to them can make all
the difference.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Ideally, Advocates will also find a manager whose values align with
their own and who offers them encouragement and praise. Because Advocates tend
to act on their convictions and aim to do their best, their morale can be
vulnerable to criticism, particularly if it’s unwarranted. Other morale killers
for these personalities may include strict rules, formal structures, and
routine tasks.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Of course, a perfect work environment isn’t always possible. Advocate
employees with less-than-ideal managers may need to draw on their inner
resilience and seek out other mentors. The good news is that people with this
personality type are more than capable of handling workplace challenges,
including the challenge of having a difficult manager.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 2;"><b><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Advocate Colleagues</span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">As colleagues, Advocates can be quite popular and well-respected. People
with this personality type are likely to be seen as positive, eloquent, and
capable coworkers. Among their greatest strengths is their ability to identify
others’ motives and defuse conflicts and tension before anyone else even senses
a disturbance.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">At times, efficiency may be less of a priority for Advocates than
collaborating with and helping colleagues who need a boost. While this is
usually a strength, there is a risk that others will take advantage of their
desire to help. Advocates may find themselves picking up the slack for their
less dedicated coworkers at the expense of their own energy and well-being.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Although they tend to be warm and approachable colleagues, Advocates are
still Introverts. From time to time, they may need to step back and work alone,
pursuing their own goals in their own ways.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">As managers, Advocates may dislike wielding their power. These
personalities prefer to see those who work under them as equals. Rather than
micromanage their subordinates, Advocates often prefer to empower them to think
and act independently. They work hard to encourage others, not to crack the
whip.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">That’s not to say that Advocates have low standards – far from it. Their
sense of equality means that they expect their subordinates to live up to the
standards that they set for themselves. Advocate personalities want their
employees to be rigorous, motivated, reliable, and unfailingly honest, and they
will notice if their employees miss the mark.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Compassionate and fair, Advocate managers often take pride in
identifying their subordinates’ unique strengths. They make an effort to
understand their employees’ motivations – an effort that is helped by
Advocates’ Intuitive insights.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">That said, people with this personality type can be quite stern if they
catch someone behaving in a way that they consider unethical. Advocates have
little tolerance for lapses in reliability or morality. When their employees’
good intentions match their own, however, Advocates will work tirelessly to
ensure that their entire team feels valued and fulfilled.</span></p>
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<div style="border-left: solid #56AC8A 2.25pt; border: none; mso-element: para-border-div; padding: 0cm 0cm 0cm 23pt;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="border: none; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-border-left-alt: solid #56AC8A 2.25pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 0cm 23.0pt; padding: 0cm;"><i><span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">“In the end, it’s
your actions, how you respond to circumstance, that reveals your character.” </span></span></i><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">--CATE BLANCHETT</span></p></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">F</span></o:p></span><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">ew personality types are as passionate and enigmatic as Advocates
(INFJs). As someone with this personality type, you stand out for your
imagination, your compassion, your integrity, and your deeply held principles.
Unlike many other idealistic types, however, you are also capable of turning
your ideals into plans and executing them.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Yet Advocates face challenges too. Even the most idealistic and
dedicated of personality types can become frustrated when it comes to
navigating interpersonal conflicts, confronting unpleasant facts, pursuing
self-realization, or finding a fulfilling career path. As a result, you may
sometimes find yourself questioning who you really are – and who you’re really
meant to be.</span></p>
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<span style="color: #783f04;">The leaves fall gracefully to earth, and the trees this year are a tapestry of brilliant colour. I am gardening today and planting the tulip bulbs.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">--Emily Isaacson</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">The miracle of growth and nature reminds of the miracles I have seen, including this picture of a geranium without the soil. It literally grew for six months just like this with no earth, in a clay pot. How like God to grow us at times without what we need, in clay pots. So we know the power is not our own. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">"For we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard-pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed." 2 Corinthians 4:7-8 NIV). </span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;"><br /></span><span style="color: #783f04;">When we love others it is breakable; it is delicate and in the modern world, can easily be broken. The remnants of our lives can be marked by broken relationships if we choose to see them as failures, instead of stepping stones. They are like the stepping stones of the Japanese Garden at the Butchart Gardens if we use them as life's lessons, to walk over our pond.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I have used my new understanding of Zen Poems, to write a few of my own. I am learning to cultivate my own silence, to be rich in the faith that does not let us drown while walking on water like Peter. I am submitting my poetry next to small presses with the hope of publishing small books of a modest collection. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">In the meantime, you might want to hear about the beloved cat Coco that I started this blog by writing about. She was taken to the vet on March 9, 2017 as an emergency case, and was pronounced dead on arrival. She died after 15 years of old age, with several complicating medical conditions. I gave the vet a copy of my book <i>A Familiar Shore</i>, with the poems about her marked in it. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I will remember how she went outside one day, and I looked out the window and she was on the roof. What a character. I saved one of her whiskers.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">After she died, I realized I had spent eight years talking to my beautiful Siamese-Persian cat, with its joys and comforts, at the expense of human relationships. (Like the previous owner said, you will never be without cat hair again.) I decided to make deeper friendships with people, and immediately started writing and messaging my friends. I turned to social media, and began posting regularly on facebook, to keep contact with my close friends, and relatives in California. I rejoiced at their response to my attempts at being more social, and their quaint replies.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I have made more close friends, I have learned to love people, regardless of how important they think they are; I now have years of friendships to my credit. These are the treasures in life that will endure; the gems of the crown of Abbotsford. It is all part of building community around Koinonia; of being a community builder in the spiritual realm. Jesus is building a house for us in heaven; we can only imagine the builder, and the stone that the builders rejected. It has become the Chief Cornerstone. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I can hear the builders down the street from my small condo in Abbotsford, and it reminds me daily that I am kind of like the soul of a geranium that had no dirt.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Emily</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">There was a time when I would collect journals and pictures, and they were just for me. I wrote journals from age nine, and my mother's stack of childhood journals inspired me. I read Anne Frank around age nine, and so my first journal was a long descriptive account of grade five to Kitty, Anne's childhood friend. I kept writing journals until I was in university, and then I switched to writing songs. I had a Roland keyboard, and I would write about a song a day. I wanted to write songs that were melodic and singable for corporate worship. A few times they sang my songs in church and for the worship at TWU. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Finally I was discovered at a party in Seattle by a producer and he offered to make me a recording, without having even heard any of my music. I employed a friend who was a Jazz singer and we went back to Seattle and made a demo in one day, staying there until midnight. This was the demo through which I secured a CD contract and had two of my songs published by Vineyard Music. Keep in mind that I was only the songwriter, not the singer. My good friend Sherilyn Keller was the worship leader who did the recording.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">By the time I graduated from university I had two songs out on the CD The Cross, and one of them ended up on the radio. It was then that I was offered the option of recording more songs with both Vineyard and Integrity. Unfortunately I never followed up on their offers, and never sent them more songs. I did not really have the backing of enough good people in the industry to even make another demo. The original producer moved to Nashville, singing love ballads to me all the way out there, and wanted me to go with him but I refused. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Although I wrote songs, I refused to write any poems at all during my university years in Seattle. I wrote one at Christmastime but that was just for my friends and relatives. It wasn't until 2002 that I began writing down my old poetry from memory and began making them into a book for my niece. I had burned all my writings and my journals in 2001, and thought that was one way of ensuring they would never be read by anyone, but also, never published. I went out into the world, taking nothing with me but my guitar and a suitcase. I had nothing else at that point, but wanted to live life simply.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">All the poems I have published now have been written down from memory or composed since 2002. There are over 1800 poems that I have published in books since 2011, when The Fleur-de-lis was published. Do I write songs anymore? Not very often, but I see them in a pile and hope one day they will be used a corporate worship because they have stood the test of time, and are still relevant. I evolved from songs into poems because it needed only a pen and paper to produce. Art is often a very singular activity in its creation, but now I see more opportunities for music turning up. The church I go to has built a sound studio to record music. They are asking for more songwriters; and when they ask for laments I know they are serious. That is seriously Emily.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Emily</span><br />
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The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-19346664263329264272017-10-09T16:02:00.001-07:002020-11-16T10:47:35.967-08:00New Book Coming This Year<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">What does the lily mean to poetry? There is a lily in my poetry, particularly the Fleur-de-lis Vol II, that is coupled with the Rose. I meant for them to refer to Duchess Sarah Ferguson and Lady Diana Spencer. There was a moment in time that I wrote for royalty, but now the poetry has become the possession of everyone. There are still the old volumes available, but that publisher has gone out of business, so now I must start over with a new publisher. This year I am releasing a volume of my collected works, with 130 new poems that I wrote in the last year especially for this volume. Dove Christian Publishers will be releasing this project, which is dedicated to Sophie Gregoire-Trudeau. </span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">My new book, <i>Hallmark: Canada'a 150 Year Anniversary </i>whose booksite is attracting visitors each day by the hundreds, and whose featured music mirrors my best poem: The Ballad of the Oboe Player (the story of the oboe player who played Gabriel's Oboe) is live to generate interest in advance. If it makes you teary, well that's the best part.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">You may have to wait to read this poem, but in the meantime now you can log into: <a href="http://www.hallmarkcanada150.com/">www.hallmarkcanada150.com</a></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The Wild Lily Institute is the new name we merged into last year, and again the symbolism has more to do with Emily Carr's symbolism than mine when you look at the history of British Columbia and her fields of wild lilies. We cannot just say they no longer exist, for they are a celestial appearing in this time.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Visit the Wild Lily Institute at <a href="http://www.wildlilyinstitute.com/">www.wildlilyinstitute.com</a></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: inherit;">Yours Truly,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Emily Isaacson</span></span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-33481365450106990082017-08-05T11:15:00.000-07:002020-07-01T06:02:01.489-07:00O Canada<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #783f04;">The grey jay now flies as Canada's bird. National Geographic has declared a winner. This was the year I wrote five bird poems for the top five birds from the thousands of comments on the National Geographic site. Thank you Canada for writing so much about each bird. There is a wealth of both information and personal experiences with these birds' unique natures. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Dear Canada, we are patriotic once again. With everything from Canada t-shirts, to red and white smarties, there is a 150 year anniversary logo everywhere you look. I am chiseled like marble, polished like rubies, and poured out like maple syrup.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I will not forget to ask people to join the revolution in a year of change. This is the revolution song that was recently published in <i>O Canada: Celebrating 150 Years, </i>by the Fraser Valley Poets Society.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">The Weeping Branch</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">O country of sweet sheaves, hear my humble invitation;</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">the branches are weeping.</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">There has been a struggle in the baser realms,</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">the virtue of the earth has been shaken.</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">I bring with me the spirit of Canada,</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">The world has seen your heart despised.</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">I spoke to you and you replied.</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">When I sing of revolution in the dead of night,</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Then answer me with all your might.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">This is the moment of the turning,</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">and it is not for the weak;</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">much is at stake.</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">I prophesied the sanguine salt was guileless,</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">and chunks of coal were your revenge in darkness.</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">The oyster sun spoke over the sea,</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">churning the machinery of democracy.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I was born into the quiet moments of Windsor,</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">I am a prophet under the order of Samuel.</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">Canada’s gates will never be shut;</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">I am last to call my people home.</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">I am in it ’till the bitter end.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Emily</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-59186383946234513752017-07-30T15:31:00.000-07:002017-07-30T15:32:03.163-07:00New Poetry in a Year of Celebration . . .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Well, it has been a while since I have felt the ponderous weight of this blog. And here I am, dear friends again. Much has happened since the publication of the themed Fleur-de-lis. Many other books of prose poetry have followed. If some of you are waiting to get your copies of these slender books of spiritual weight, you can now buy them directly from anywhere in the world through our <a href="http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/emilyisaacson" target="_blank">Potter's Press online bookstore.</a></span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">My ancient visions see once more the light. I am growing wise quickly but it is a maturity I don't despise (including grey hairs). At 29 I had a mid-life crisis when I realized there was no book by my name in print. The problem was no one even knew I was a writer, as I had not revealed it to anyone. When I was growing up, I simply called creative writing "procrastinating." Alas! My family was shocked when in 2005 I decided to become a full-time writer and said I was writing a book. I even wasted time by sitting at a desk all day staring at a blank page. Then I turned to automatic writing and channeled a lot of dead poets.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">When McMaster's interviewed me last year as a Canadian writer, it turned out I was suffering from an undue amount of persecution. I mentioned Ernest Hemmingway as an example of what it feels like.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I started writing down my poems when once of my relatives asked me to put them down for my niece. Now she is nineteen, and does she read? Hardly. She is a cook though. Everyone else reads. People constantly mistake me for my niece; they even exclaim, "You don't look a day over nineteen!" And they think I am a cook.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I am a brand ambassador for a company that takes on contracts from food companies. I have done this for five years now. This means I talk to hundreds of people every weekend. Rarely when I am talking to someone does poetry come up. But there are a few chosen people who see beyond. They want to know what are the books I write. Soon they will find out. We are leaping across Canada this year just in time for the festivities.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Emily</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-75076069666849725962013-12-04T21:47:00.004-08:002020-11-22T17:34:20.460-08:00The 40th Anniversary<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xEG2fB0saj8/X7sRZfpUUGI/AAAAAAAABbk/smRZTfSzV48wRYGg5Cs643X4Cm810XMEQCNcBGAsYHQ/s640/Della%2BHeadly-Della%2BHeadley-0056%2B%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="440" data-original-width="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xEG2fB0saj8/X7sRZfpUUGI/AAAAAAAABbk/smRZTfSzV48wRYGg5Cs643X4Cm810XMEQCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/Della%2BHeadly-Della%2BHeadley-0056%2B%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #783f04;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #783f04;"><div><span style="color: #783f04;">My parents' 40th anniversary was last June, and we had somewhat of a family reunion.</span><span style="color: #783f04;">This was a wonderful time for my family to meet again with all the kids and grandkids at the Headley Homestead. </span><span style="color: #783f04;">Now you can join in the festivities by viewing the 40th anniversary website</span><span style="color: #783f04;"> or <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jQhWDC9nyZg" target="_blank">video here</a> that I made.</span></div><div><span style="color: #783f04;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FaEUej7TfT8/X7sRjr11YAI/AAAAAAAABbo/mFmD2FygRKQvtG2aDp3nB_H5wKvaRIfgQCNcBGAsYHQ/s480/Papa%2Band%2BNana%2BHeadley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="330" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FaEUej7TfT8/X7sRjr11YAI/AAAAAAAABbo/mFmD2FygRKQvtG2aDp3nB_H5wKvaRIfgQCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/Papa%2Band%2BNana%2BHeadley.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #783f04;"><br /></span></div></span>
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Emily</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-88513726537726975462013-12-04T21:27:00.001-08:002017-07-30T13:03:33.405-07:00Two Olive Trees<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TJ5wZwi0TjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mAefFIMZsiY/s1600/472px-Jason_and_Medea_-_John_William_Waterhouse.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520973781032783410" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TJ5wZwi0TjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mAefFIMZsiY/s320/472px-Jason_and_Medea_-_John_William_Waterhouse.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 252px;" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #996633;">The two olive trees is a reocurring theme in my poetry, and refers to the two prophets in Revelations 11 who stand before the God of the whole earth. Since I was born on the eleventh, I believe this prophetic image stands in reference to the poetry and music I write, even through I am a woman. This position would not normally be relinquished unto a woman, but the Lord has shown his favor to me and I have to live up to its high expectation of how I should relate to others in the way that Christ has ministered unto me. This is not an easy role to be in, or one without its great expectations, but I know that if we continue in the way of life, we will reach our end destination, which is heaven.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #996633;">The two prophets stand over the prophetic church of the end times is a spiritual hierarchy, which means, their words are most important and carry the most influence. Everyone would be tortured if they were to suffer, and so they must be protected before the Lord from evil influences. I believe in this way, they are the patrons of the persecuted church and are in constant prayer for the blood of the saints, like sweet incense.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #996633;">May the Lord carry out his work with his two servants always at his side, that the seven lampstands may be filled with oil, in continuous praise. Whenever someone insults or tries to injure his prophets, fire comes from their mouths and consumes their enemies. The people of the Lord, who fear him, have the most respect for his prophets, who are not afraid to speak his words, and bring atonement for the sins of Jerusalem.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #996633;">May the Lord hover even now as a mother over her people and shelter them with her wings from the words and accusations of the evil one. May she gather her flock, and keep the lambs from the slaughter of perdition. May she birth children with spiritual eyes and ears that are responsive to the work of her hands, and worship in spirit and truth. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #996633;">Emily</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-54007178742601500332012-05-03T20:25:00.002-07:002017-02-02T14:25:30.199-08:00Postmodern Poetry<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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vast collection is more in the editing process and skilled editorial guidance
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Of the postmodern genre: I am developing a fascination
for understanding its fragmented narrative
and undermining of its own author's credibility. To quote: "Both modern
and postmodern literature represent a break from 19th century realism. In
character development, both modern and postmodern literature explore
subjectivism, turning from external
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yet to be discussed... for example "Thistle In A Vase"... in
reference to Vincent van Gogh, whom I learned in a televised documentary married
a prostitute. This use of irony, by immortalizing the thistle for example, as
van Gogh would do in his painting is further played out as a theme throughout
the third volume, whereupon it is also Scotland's national flower. There is the
"Order of the Thistle"... a
depiction of a poet being hard-pressed and persecuted. I think in all, the end
point of my book will attest to the fact that persecution and ridicule can
bring out the best in oneself, particularly through the refining process of
suffering. I have tried to paint suffering as a redemptive quality, but this
breaks from modern day comfort and convenience as being deserved by those who
buy... and the book definitely came out
as a middle class item, decadent, antique-themed, reminiscent and romantic.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Now you can view my book trailers anytime:</span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000;">Well I have received a record number of Christmas cards this year, and among them, a card with the legend of the fleurs de lys on the back. I have posted this on my Institute website because I think this information is very significant about the nature of how history repeats itself: </span><br />
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My book the Fleur-de-lis was given to Prince William after
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<span style="color: #660000;">Wishing everyone a Wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year from the Emily Isaacson Institute!</span><br />
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The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-13368590399372854902011-07-22T00:34:00.000-07:002011-07-22T00:46:41.791-07:00The Magical Box of Candy<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-87XGQrUlB4Y/Tikn_jm6q_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/al8HhIlyHls/s1600/grain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-87XGQrUlB4Y/Tikn_jm6q_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/al8HhIlyHls/s1600/grain.jpg" t$="true" /></a></div><span style="color: #783f04;">When I was young, there were five children in my family and we were read to each night before bed. We got to choose a "fairy story" to be read by one of my parents. It just so happened one night that we read a story about a little girl who received from the fairies a "magical box of candy". As long as she did not eat any other candy all day, she was allowed to choose one candy from the box and the fairies refilled it for her. My mother thought of the idea for us to have a magical box of candy as well. As long as we did not eat any candy all day, every night after dinner we were allowed to choose one piece of sugar-free candy from the box. The sugar-free part went along with her years of well intentioned sugar-free baking and healthy eating to encourage our wholesomeness. So there we were, and it seemed like a wonderful piece of fairy magic had descended on our household too. No more sugar candy of any sort, but a magical box that replenished itself... this went on for quite some time to our delight. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Now as an adult I can say that I run a sugar-free household myself. With all the sugar substitutes you can find today at health food stores, such as molasses, agave, maple syrup, fruit juice, honey, stevia, or xylitol, it isn't too difficult to create recipes that taste just as good, without the refined white sugar. Even whole cane juice can be purchased for 1:1 baking exchanges, or evaporated cane juice, which has the texture of icing sugar. Children do much better in school without the sugar overload so common with pop, candy, cake and even bread containing sugar. To teach them healthy eating choices is something they will carry with them for a lifetime. You can make the very same products without sugar, and they taste just as good. Buy healthy snacks in health food stores instead, and you will find, as I say in my grocery store tours, "the items you buy in a health food store are generally made with ingredients from the health food store..." and you will notice these common substitutions for refined fats, refined sugars, and refined flours.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">To learn more about eating healthfully, check out my food program online: </span><a href="http://www.therainbowprogram.com/"><span style="color: #783f04;">www.therainbowprogram.com</span></a><span style="color: #783f04;"> and take your tablespoon of molasses daily for both iron and calcium.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Emily</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-38592641164207796272011-05-16T18:39:00.000-07:002013-12-04T21:26:38.224-08:00The Dancing Years<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #783f04;">A couple times a year I have the opportunity of attending my niece's dance recitals at Chandos Pattison Auditorium. The company is called </span><a href="http://www.dancebarnstudios.com/"><span style="color: #783f04;">Dance Barn Studios</span></a><span style="color: #783f04;">, and is located in Fort Langley. What dedication of some to pursue such talents to their end, in both performing and teaching the beauty of dance to others.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I started taking ballet when I was five, and attended dance classes until I was finished high school. As a teenager, every week I would take the bus downtown to the YMCA with my tights and ballet shoes and practice at the barre. This for me was the high moments of a young girl's life, the dedication and resilience needed to be graceful on stage, in the studio, and in person. It spills over into every part of life if you are a dancer, if you are meant to dance. The dance captured me as a ten year old, and I wanted to be part of the National Ballet at a young age. I read books about Anna Pavlova, the young ballerina, and tried to copy difficult dance moves. To master them I would practice in the swimming pool, which slows down movement and articulates the motions, and it worked magic. The older girls I knew who could do ballet moves that I could not, I copied underwater until I could do them also. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I was part of a performing dance troupe in high school, and we practiced and performed locally and did dance numbers at churches, schools and fairs. I also did several summer intensive performing arts trips, and travelled across Europe doing song & dance in 1992. I spent a week in Spain during the '92 Olympics and three weeks in Germany, doing three performances a day. Back then, I was adventurous and it gained me a solo role, so I opened each performance singing the opening song.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">By the time I was in university, I had leaned a fair amount of Israeli dancing and taught Israeli dancing to a small team of TWU dancers to perform for the school and at a few other venues. Dance has and will always be my choice instead of group sports or other exercise: it is beautiful, expressive, cathartic, and brings discipline with a measured practiced result. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">When in doubt, dance to liberate the soul in every dimension. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Emily</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-54300614950127813492011-03-27T21:13:00.000-07:002011-03-27T21:23:07.244-07:00Victoria<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eFZ1pQkYzLQ/TZAJyb2djeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-eTa9HrA9k8/s1600/Waterhouse+The_Missal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eFZ1pQkYzLQ/TZAJyb2djeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-eTa9HrA9k8/s320/Waterhouse+The_Missal.jpg" width="189" /></a></div><span style="color: #783f04;">I grew up in Victoria, a very British city, full of tourist attractions and the honeymooners' seashore. “The Dashwood” mentioned in my book, “a bulwark beside the shore”, is a wonderful manor bed and breakfast that I have stayed in several times, located on the sea front and park ridge of the downtown, a veritable destination. I have always loved the poetry of Victoria, the place of flowers, a remarkable change from Ontario where I was born. The first thing I noticed as a six year old in Victoria was the daffodils, then the flowering fruit trees, then the flowering baskets downtown, and then the Butchart Gardens. Our family home always had a front flower bed profuse with daffodils. How precise that now my humanitarian motto is “one daffodil per village” with the intent to reach out to every country and facilitate a holistic infrastructure.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">The fine fragrance of poetry, summed up in "The Fragrance of Glory", speaks of a time of freedom, a time when heaven prevailed over the things and places of earth. And his Kingdom, as it touches our world becomes manifest in the spiritual dimension of visiting another country and facing its poverty, then returning home and facing our own. For we tap the riches of his glory among the poor, in their understanding of a spiritual world which feeds them. I left my life of nobility and title once, and went to live among the poor. I was the Madonna of the streets. I lived amongst the street people of Maple Ridge for three years, and conceded to their request for counterpoint. I played the grand piano for the hungry and homeless of the Salvation Army over the lunch meal.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I believe that in this time there is a prophetic harvesting of the earth, and the hungry are just waiting for something to draw and ask them in, to fill their souls with a spiritual meal of satisfying dimensions, to challenge their dreams, and call out their destinies. If I was Mary, birthing a son in this culture I would say that “He is innocent” of that which is evil. The premise of my book, was in part, that I have suffered, and I am also innocent as a child of God. No one wants to suffer their own martyrdom though, we would prefer anything else, yet we must not fall away in times of persecution. We must pray that he will keep us blameless and true to his purpose, so we become the fullness of his dream in us.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">I have chosen to stay in my spiritual journey alongside the nuns of St. Clare, and in many ways my life has emulated that of St. Clare’s: following the path of chastity and the convent, shutting herself in the church and choosing a life of poverty and hard work. In this way, I also believe the flower St. Clare holds in her picture, if that of three lilies, represents THE FLEUR-DE-LIS.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Willful, and of the roots</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Seeing how they were, captives,</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">freed, and in their prime</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">harvested from earth’s mortal</span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04;">snare and the toil of sweat.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Emily Isaacson</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-75579054995807285072010-11-10T18:31:00.000-08:002017-10-14T11:35:56.279-07:00Israel<span style="color: #996633;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TNtcoCuJYnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BHz2znE6GnI/s1600/Olive%2Btree.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538122009777103474" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TNtcoCuJYnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BHz2znE6GnI/s320/Olive%2Btree.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /></a></span>
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<span style="color: #996633;">The flora & fauna of Israel show its remarkable beauty in all seasons.</span><br />
<span style="color: #996633;">Israel has a beautiful legacy, as the country of the Jewish race and deserves to be protected: both spiritually and physically.
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<br />The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-53070360799394389332010-10-28T15:33:00.000-07:002010-10-29T06:13:00.554-07:00Queen Anne's Lace<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TMrHiMmW6BI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DQ9sc0GzEk8/s1600/Princess_Patricia.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533454482489665554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TMrHiMmW6BI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DQ9sc0GzEk8/s320/Princess_Patricia.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#996633;">The story tells us </span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">of a Queen in a royal garden ...<br /></span><span style="color:#996633;">and her riveting court: </span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">-</div></span><span style="color:#996633;"></span><div><span style="color:#996633;">to equate justice and liberty</span></div><div><br /></div><p><span style="color:#996633;">to remind us to hope</span></p><div><span style="color:#996633;">for a future</span></div><div><br /></div><p><span style="color:#996633;">that builds on dreams</span></p><div><span style="color:#996633;">and writes</span></div><div><br /></div><p><span style="color:#996633;">legend.</span></p><div><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">-</span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">House of the Rose<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />The wild carrot flower<br />grew in the royal garden,<br />and the Lady of Denmark,<br />consort to the King,<br />was an expert lace maker.<br /><br />She challenged the court ladies<br />to create their best lace,<br />in the fine and dainty<br />fashion of the garden flower,<br />antique white.<br /><br />No one could rival<br />the Queen Anne’s handiwork,<br />so fair and lovely<br />was her pattern: as the white<br />florets of her lace collar.<br /><br />As the legend says,<br />she pricked her finger<br />and a single drop of blood<br />fell in the center, coloring it purple<br />and so it remains to this day.</span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ </span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">Emily Isaacson</span></div>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-34161570476524408522010-10-26T18:42:00.000-07:002010-10-26T19:34:16.077-07:00A Tapestry of the North<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TMeNnwK03FI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lEpL6YK2BDE/s1600/Gather_Ye_Rosebuds_While_Ye_May+-+Waterhouse.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532546381332667474" border="0" alt="" 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style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#996633;">Stretched on a loom,<br />the huge white cloth<br />of the North;<br />we were the threads,<br />short and long,<br />our ways<br />stretched across it.<br /><br />North as a place<br />in the mind<br />where a safe house<br />coexists<br />with a much-needed<br />wilderness.<br /><br />Blackcap and<br />red huckleberry,<br />nettle and fern,<br />cascara, buttercup,<br />burnished hazelnut,<br />and red rose hips.<br /><br />Peppergrass,<br />Indian plum<br />in an open wood,<br />dandelion suns dotting<br />the wild grass,<br />and coltsfoot,<br />inhabiting the shaded ground<br />of the river bank.<br /><br />The trailing blackberry<br />wound its way<br />along the neck<br />of the forest;<br />its purple-seeded harvest<br />a steeped nectar<br />over the fire.<br /><br />A dreamer of the North,<br />of wind, of fire, and of water,<br />like a lodge overgrown<br />with moss,<br />behind the Northern<br />lights, beyond a wall of mist:<br />his footsteps<br />walking down,<br />his walking stick, aligned,<br />to see the bears cross the sky,<br />to see the ladle of the stars;<br />like night sounds,<br />slow across the<br />path,<br />sun-steadied,<br />about to fall…<br />they give themselves<br />to his arrows.<br /><br />The imagined mirror<br />of time and plenty<br />where the green waters<br />gave forth a harvest<br />to last the winter.<br /><br />The driftwood<br />peopled the shore<br />and surf pounded<br />a breaking rhythm.<br /><br />To walk the sands<br />of time,<br />both past and future:<br />to find the eternal song.<br /><br />Legend carried us far,<br />an island tapered<br />by wild winds<br />and wildflowers.<br /><br />Constellations<br />in the pale light<br />over the tundra,<br />the tall grass in the meadow,<br />winking<br />at the coming<br />morning…<br /><br />Undisturbed,<br />thyme, rosemary,<br />and marjoram<br />unblighted,<br />inclined,<br />brightened with<br />the flowers<br />of indigo petals and<br />yellow goldenrod;<br />a silent prayer<br />upon the altar<br />of peace.<br /><br />Corn and beans,<br />squash and savory;<br />like mist over the plains,<br />Three Sisters Stew<br />a staple of the North,<br />and Indian stature<br />of wombs with eyes<br />to gaze into the<br />heart of earthly and<br />divine:<br />each child<br />a new planet<br />into the constellation<br />of sun, wind, and tears.<br /><br />Watercolors<br />of the Arctic Inuit,<br />blooming round<br />the cabin door,<br />a stream to cloak the<br />Northern star,<br />nursed in a pine cone.<br /><br />We are as flowering dogwood<br />and Nootka rose,<br />planets moving<br />through the night<br />lens of milky universe,<br />transient as the seasons pass<br />without appeasement,<br />at the mercy of the storm.<br /><br />Yet now,<br />I have completed<br />a measurable act:<br />I have built a home<br />in the wilderness,<br />where the beams,<br />warm with the smoke<br />of a hearth-fire,<br />are hung with elk<br />and bear,<br />dried sorrel and madrona;<br />maize and beans<br />dot the soup<br />with gold stars<br />in the spring sky.<br /><br />--Emily Isaacson </span></div>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193215696685063067.post-65162216217970111662010-10-16T22:40:00.000-07:002017-10-14T11:37:51.576-07:00The Fleur-de-lis<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TLqMvk6bJMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Im8PrYaSjOk/s1600/stained+glass1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528886241541170370" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nUPTh9CgwTA/TLqMvk6bJMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Im8PrYaSjOk/s320/stained+glass1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 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THE FLEUR-DE-LIS, dedicated to Prince Willam<br />
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This book featuring the stylised lily as main character will be released March 29 and is in three volumes.<br />
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In the movie <em>Legend</em>, starring Tom Cruise, there were two characters, Lily and Jack. In this book, there is a section called Legend, based on the movie, and Lily is the narrative voice of the childlike Empress writing to C.S. Lewis.<br />
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I am now just finishing up the publication of this book of poetry with Tate for its release early next year.<br />
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I started by burning all my poems, before I left on the road of life, thinking I couldn't take then with me. Then after I was awake nights, I began writing all my poems down one by one. The ones I remember off by heart are in this book in the Oracle of the Stone. The rest I have composed since then, over the last six years.<br />
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Finally comes the poet . . . Starring Emily Isaacson and Joe Armstrong<br />
in over 800 poems and prose.<br />
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Two poets corresponding with a monarch, deep in thought.<br />
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Yours Truly,<br />
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Emily</span>The Wild Lily Institutehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14180978446822242242noreply@blogger.com0