tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29154748128291989772024-02-18T22:12:58.674-10:00LupitaJustLupitaLupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-7323696255167302332017-10-22T15:58:00.000-10:002017-10-22T15:58:06.686-10:00EnerQi device<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The reason I am calling these EnerQi devices is because I hope that they use the Qi that is all around us. I am writing this blog as a letter to my granddaughters, maybe one day when they grow up this might be very important. I hope it contributes to a healthy and happy earth!</div>
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I first got this "infinity Fibonacci spiral orbit" design on December 25, 2015, I remember being so excited and that it drew out easily on an egg! I was very happy and felt like it was something very important. I call it that because it goes around and around like infinity, but makes a Fibonacci spiral on either end which also make a sort of shape like a heart. Yet as you follow it around and around you come back the other way but in the process you are in an infinite orbit!<br />
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Here is the developed EnerQi device at October 20, 2017. It has been developing for that long with ideas coming in ever once in a while, and with experimentation on my part and on Peter's part with the resin work. So it came to be a collaboration with both of us, Grandfather and Grandmother! (Since the first thought we have now 2 beautiful granddaughters)<br />
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The interesting thing about this is that I had that same excited happy feeling when I felt like this was it, the finished product! I think it is charged by the sun, the moon, and the stars. I also think it is directed by your mind. Well now is the time to send them out to have us experiment and see how it feels, hopefully it will attract helping and compassionate humans / etc.!<br />
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These have kyanite crystals, lemurian crystal, copper wire wrapped in the "Infinity Fibonacci spiral orbit" design that came to me on the egg, a bit of gold, all encased in a resin pyramid. Also it has the very important ingredient of both Grandfather Peter and Grandmother Lupita working with our hands many hours, thus putting in our personal enerqi!<br />
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It was April 6, 2017 when this developed, where I made the copper wire wrapped into the shape of the " Infinity, Fibonacci spiral, orbit" design that I drew out on the egg earlier. Then I put the lemurian crystal inside, and realized it was fitting in like a battery! That was my other happy excited moment!<br />
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This is so you can see easily what is inside the EnerQi device. Aloha and love from your grandparents!<br />
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I am not so sure if this is normal grief behaviour, but I really like going to my mother's new gravesite. I go about two times a week, I change up the flowers, rinse out the water, and put fresh ti leaves. I was looking around my yard for some flowers or foliage and I saw the little hawaiian hot chili peppers, I thought, "these look pretty" so I cut a branch for the arrangement. I can never use them all anyway.<br />
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This day I was setting up the ti leaves and chili peppers and over walked two nene geese to visit, I took pictures. I talked to them in nene goose language, which sounds like the sounds that they make at me, hooonnn, hooonnn, hooonnn. When I make those sounds I think of what I mean to say, so I was trying to say hello, how are they? I ask them permission to be there, as that was looking like their territory, and say thank you for letting me, etc. They came so close, looked at me, then went on their way down the hill.<br />
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Now for the curious part of this story, when I went back three days later, the chili peppers were all gone! Even the ones that had fallen on the ground (notice in the picture). I'm like, "whaaaaat?!? Who took the chili peppers? It couldn't be chickens, because they don't eat them in my yard. Perhaps live humans, (which would be fine because I have too many for me to use). Perhaps the nene geese ate them, (which would be so odd to me, because those little hawaiian hot chili peppers are very, very hot!) And they would have eaten all of them! Wow!<br />
Let's see, another possibility could be that the spirits enjoy hot chili peppers, as it was during the time period of the celebration of "Dia de los Muertos". It does seem to me that they are getting more familiar with me, and even that they are starting to like me, (I always ask permission to enter the graveyard, please, and I say "excuse me" to all the graves as I walk by them.)<br />
Well, whatever the conclusion is, I plan to take another branch of peppers, in part as an experiment, and part as an offering. Mainly because I am glad someone is liking my Hawaiian hot chili peppers!LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-75452448573683001792014-08-17T09:54:00.000-10:002014-08-17T09:57:23.883-10:00Party in Paradise Some things that I imagined so long ago have now come into really happening in this dimension of life. Such as me swimming with the dolphins, I did this painting long time ago thinking that I was painting an imaginary self of me flying above the dolphins. Now that is exactly what I do when I get to visit with the real spinner dolphins, I swim and watch as they swim by, and I dive down under the water when they want to visit me and check me out. I can see them and feel their energies and I imagine they do the same with me. I love them so much and I imagine that they love me too..<br />
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How about the children's book I wrote when my daughters were baby girls called "Party in Paradise", I imagined the baby girls out surfing with the Spinner dolphins and sea turtles and Monk Seals and even a shark who wanted "fish frosting " on his cake. They all came and had a party with the girls in the bay. Well now, when the Spinner Porpoises come in to the bay, the whole town it seems go out to "play" with them. The humans bring their little children on paddle boards and kayaks to see the dolphins. The dolphins bring their baby dolphins to show to the humans and everyone gets so happy, we all are having a "Party in Paradise"!LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-22607001119097919582014-01-31T10:13:00.000-10:002014-02-02T11:57:19.285-10:00Yes, Wolfy is an Iwa Bird now! I have not written any stories on this blog for a while now, actually there is a lot to catch up on. First off I see my last story was about Wolfy as a Kitty, well it did turn out that we saw her, both Peter and I. We were surfing at Anini, we were the only ones out as the waves were very small, it still was summer. Down swooped an Iwa bird right over us! I had been telling Peter that Michie said to look for an Iwa bird with a heart on its chest. We both looked up, curiously looking for a heart, and both of us saw it! We were both a little bit perplexed as we both said "There was a white heart on its chest, but it was upside down!"<br />
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As I wrote before I was really too sad to tell the story, I missed Wolfy as a Kitty too much and I kept wishing for her to come back as a kitten again. I had to accept her as an Iwa bird, this did take some time. As we went into the ocean we would see her flying high above us, or swooping down right over us, always with such fun and vigor, as if she were surfing in the sky. My heart began to soar along with her. All through summer we would see her at Anini, just one Iwa bird. Then as Fall began we went to surf another spot around the crater and I would see her with a whole gang of friends. Sometimes we would scold her, "Naughty Wolfy!" We saw her swooping after another little bird to steal the fish from it. Well, that is what Iwa birds do, but they can get their own fish too. <br />
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One time I heard a little eek eeeek sound, I looked up and I made the same sound back. I wondered which bird was making that sound, all I saw was one Iwa bird. I thought that was a funny sound for such a big bird to make, but it was, it was just Wolfy flying around us, saying in a little high pitched voice, "eeeeek eeeeek!" Ha ha, that was when I was practicing to talk in their languages, meaning my wild life friends, so I replied in my own high pitched voice, "eeeek eeeek!" back to her. <br />
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My heart feels much better now, I know when Wolfy as a Kitty fell from the tree, she was all broken up and crippled. Now as an Iwa bird I see her flying free, freer than ever she could do as a kitty, so I am content to let her be. I have stopped thinking she will come back to us as a kitten. Since then the cat next door has moved in and adopted us, but that is another story. <br />
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Today I found some of the wild orange lily bulbs, next to one I saw blooming. I was able to dig them out with my hand so I brought them home and planted them over Wolfy as a kitty's grave, and some over Rosie's grave. Then I painted some trucker hats with the orange lilly I had picked.<br />
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Last week this thought did come to my mind, about when someone close to you dies. "You didn't lose them, because they are a part of you."LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-55230913138208927752013-07-21T20:26:00.000-10:002013-07-21T20:26:24.448-10:00I need to tell the update story on Wolfy, well she died, again. I was too sad before when it happened but it did happen. She didn't even live as a Kitty for two years, but she got to run free and climb trees and stay in the house all night with us, sometimes even in our bed! Well I have to say she was the best pet we ever had as a kitty, or at least that is what I think now because I still miss her. I am just waiting for her to come back again. I just hope she learned a lesson to be at least a little bit more careful and not so daring! She really tested her Kitty body and in the end I think she was trying to be like the birds she saw flying. She would jump from the branch of our starfruit tree to the roof and back to the branch to get off the roof, There in lies the accident that took her wonderful little kitty body, maybe she thought she could fly. Now I wonder, is she a bird? Perhaps an Iwa bird as they are black with white chests. Michie says I should look for an Iwa bird with a white heart on its chest. LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-74810927499912860642012-05-02T11:45:00.000-10:002012-05-02T11:45:42.581-10:00the "Mabaline" treatment I went away to visit my mother and daughters for two weeks. I wonder if this story will sound familiar to anyone else. We call it "Maybeline" because of a little cat named Maybeline who my father used to take care of while her mistress went on vacation. No matter how much my father spoiled her, when her mistress came back she acted as if she were neglected the whole time and was very mad at her mistress for leaving. She would "punish" her mistress by ignoring her and pretending not to care about her at all. This would last maybe up to a week, then all was well again as if she had never left. This is what we call the "Maybeline" treatment!<br />
Of course you might guess that I got the "Maybeline" treatment when I got back home, and yes my Kitty "Wolfy" ignored me a few days, Peter was just a day or so, but what I wasn't expecting was the way my car would join in and even my computer! So much for the lesson of every thing being alive! My car battery had died because I wasn't driving it I guess but even after Peter had the battery recharged it would not start for me when I got home. So thus is needed another day of recharging and attention for getting safety checked in time to get the registration which in the mean time, my mechanic had to threaten once again that it was too old and kaput to repair. thankfully the battery charged and she decided to start and not even have any problem that the mechanic could see! Thus my car was just giving me the "Maybeline" treatment! Now it is starting just fine and has its safety check and registration, hurray! Of course it did seem to help for me to pay attention to my car an tell it "I love you, I appreciate you, and I honor you!" Every living thing and every thing is alive!<br />
As soon as I thought everyone was feeling loved, appreciated, and honored who decides to act up but my very old but loyal hand me down Mac PowerBook. So what that it is ten years old it still works for me,(most of the time). Well I hesitate to even mention this as I need my computer to stay well and by the way did you hear me when I said "Little computer, I love you, I appreciate you, and I honor you!" Really I do, I realize that I had too many windows opened and left you sleeping. So many that it really almost didn't wake up to start again for a whole day, but gratefully you too were just teaching me the lesson of "every living thing" and I am so grateful that you did start. Perhaps I am reverting to 2001 and HAL.<br />
I certainly hope my family at home is satisfied with my presence now, I really do not mean to neglect them, and I really do love, appreciate and honor their use to me and companionship. Every Living thing, and everything is alive, means that even what we seem to believe is an inanimate object is still made up of molecules of atoms with protons and electrons that are moving be it at perhaps a slower pace, perhaps if it is a rock compared to an animal, but still moving just the same. So that is why I got the surprise of even my gadgets giving me the "Maybeline" treatment after I had been away for two weeks!LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-20646444845049666822012-05-02T11:42:00.000-10:002012-05-02T11:42:06.342-10:00Wolfy's Tale<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRxGvJSTtYNjIGoOlPpJ6RHPmSe-4Hclv-7rB0pLcbCbqAO2vlx4tX6eUuSOmngLRql_8P6x3R0Y_1XK6ROc68mnZ-u2sfz_4Li6VYhSLKSk5iYf-SdJb8DDZCtBzUGs3KKQn0cQ4gg/s1600/HPIM2695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRxGvJSTtYNjIGoOlPpJ6RHPmSe-4Hclv-7rB0pLcbCbqAO2vlx4tX6eUuSOmngLRql_8P6x3R0Y_1XK6ROc68mnZ-u2sfz_4Li6VYhSLKSk5iYf-SdJb8DDZCtBzUGs3KKQn0cQ4gg/s320/HPIM2695.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> This is the story of our dog Wolfy who came back to us as a cat. You may think that is not very possible I am sure, but who is to say what is possible now a days? My father always told very long stories such that no one wanted to listen through the whole story, now that he has passed into the ether world I scold myself for not being patient enough to listen to his stories. Now I understand how he must have felt as I am experiencing the same reaction to my stories such that I have to fast forward to the end, skipping a lot of the important parts to the story. Since this is MY blog I get to take as long as I want to tell the story and you can always scroll to the end if you want to! How about that!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk7pUgF-40rz0u1CH65j82aj_RzS4HpQSyRLjctslV52pj9E_7B9SviMGdveLD7tH2FlDz39cp3xIqDMnkwqk6tWPopyj1T-7Zy5Gn74avgYnsvEM2kUHSodVmfaW1S_xHWtMV92Ed6A/s1600/HPIM0929.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk7pUgF-40rz0u1CH65j82aj_RzS4HpQSyRLjctslV52pj9E_7B9SviMGdveLD7tH2FlDz39cp3xIqDMnkwqk6tWPopyj1T-7Zy5Gn74avgYnsvEM2kUHSodVmfaW1S_xHWtMV92Ed6A/s320/HPIM0929.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> I was the one who took her for "walkies", oh yes she was the type of dog that could talk being half malmute, the other half was springer spaniel. After hurricane Iniki her mother got out and met up with her father, I knew the owners of her mother and got to watch the puppies grow up. When we brought her home she used to hide behind the washing machine. (Which is where I often see Wolfy kitty go) Well as her doggy self that only could last so long as she soon got too big to fit behind there. Back to the doggy speech Wolfy definitely used to say "I Love You!" She also would alert me as to the time for "walkies" and Peter for "food".<br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> When Rosie passed into the ether I had done hands on Reiki but I had to leave her to go to work so I sent Reiki to her. I had asked the guides if Rosie was still alive and my fingers kept responding "Yes" so when I came home I expected her to still be alive but actually the answer was yes because she was alive but not necessarily in her powerful little bunny body. We made her a nice little grave next to the garden where we had to cut down the very giant Mango tree. I felt so bad for that I wished for a baby tree and found two baby mango trees. I was so happy when they had purple leaves because that was the same as my mango tree had. Rosie was then able to go visit Kyra when ever she wanted, I could sometimes see her tucked under Kyra's parka in pictures of Kyra snowboarding.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> So thus leaving us petless. Or were we? Actually our next door neighbor's young kitty had been visiting with Rosie. We would put her cage out over the grass, she learned to go out side and loved to eat the grass. Actually the cage was needed we thought to protect her, but the kitty would come and they would rub noses through the cage. So of course where there is a void, I began to pet the kitty after Rosie was gone. Slowly we became friends. She would come to visit and eventually sit on my lap while I pet her. One time she didn't come over so I went next door to look for her and she came limping up to me with her back leg hanging useless, she had hurt it badly. I sat with her with my hand on her leg for at least an hour a day, after a week or so she got better. That is how she first received Reiki.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVXqw-Q5njdgHizL1303MmOUba5tjbHxvAXi_1ZHqxqb6s1NhReafAk9lGdfJ5CkNJYQuUREjPBFxdfTXg3t-4qv4ORk6i8c-3w-iB-wqfQ7f-K67ot4zVc9xq8qt6Tb6KQUyDXWRsw/s1600/HPIM2432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVXqw-Q5njdgHizL1303MmOUba5tjbHxvAXi_1ZHqxqb6s1NhReafAk9lGdfJ5CkNJYQuUREjPBFxdfTXg3t-4qv4ORk6i8c-3w-iB-wqfQ7f-K67ot4zVc9xq8qt6Tb6KQUyDXWRsw/s320/HPIM2432.JPG" width="320" /></a> Reiki is a japanese form of using the energy or KI that is all around us for healing. This form requires a Reiki master to teach and initiate your hands, essentially they wake up what we are already born with but have forgotten. I became interested in KI so I began studying QI gong, which is the chinese word for the same energy, but with a different way to access it. Qigong will use physical and mental exercises to wake up the Qi flow in your body. The point being that everyone has this ability to access this limitless energy that flows all around and through us. With Reiki the energy flows through the top of the practitioners's head, through and out the hands being drawn by the recipient for whatever they need for their highest good. With the energy flowing through me as a practitioner I too receive a Reiki treatment as well. So Kitty was my client as her leg was healing, loyaly coming for her treatment every day. I would zone out in Reiki land and so would she.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> Qi gong uses breath, physical movement, and mind imaging to direct the movement of Qi. Everyone can practice it and like any other ability you progress with practice. "I dao, Qi dao" means where the mind goes Qi follows. So say for example if you were petting your kitty you could ask them in your mind if they would like to receive qi, then if they do, you would imagine the energy flowing through the top of your head through and out your hands to be received by the kitty. Energy is good to be exchanged so you could ask the kitty to flow it back to you also. If your pet doesn't want it they will tell you by leaving or visa versa if they do you will have a loyal customer!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> <br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> I am having a blink in the story because today was Dec 25, 2011 and I woke up to the happy sight of wolfy kitty running across the back of the yard right over her doggy grave. The night before on Christmas eve I heard a big noise in the street, luckily I went out to look at the stars and realized someone had thrown or dropped something big and broken glass with food in in as they drove by and wolfy and her sisters were out there right next to the street trying to eat what ever it was. Just awful! I had to get out the shovel and clean it up in the dark, my kitties could have gotten hurt by a car! That is the one drawback of having animals run free. That is why it was a relieving and happy sight to see her running in the back yard out my window this Christmas morning!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcGofreq1KdBFAcY4P04Uvyf2hg41VLtkcHry2OWfrQDGzzN90Ypq2JuokT4iI3isLnHZAlovS86mcpwN-NeLiBOaIL7zseSmfWBkVPkXUYPK7isQAoOEHY2OSuZuTYFrHcyo0yW_8RA/s1600/HPIM2508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcGofreq1KdBFAcY4P04Uvyf2hg41VLtkcHry2OWfrQDGzzN90Ypq2JuokT4iI3isLnHZAlovS86mcpwN-NeLiBOaIL7zseSmfWBkVPkXUYPK7isQAoOEHY2OSuZuTYFrHcyo0yW_8RA/s320/HPIM2508.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> This day I also was playing in the garden and I looked down to my surprise I realized that I saw Wolfy's old tennis ball she used to play with just lying there right on the dirt next to the avocado tree! How did that get there? Then remembering last night, I see Wolfy kitty hanging out on the driveway next to the street. I just remembered how I used to get so upset with her because when she got off her rope she would go right there next to the road and dance around. I was worried about the cars and of course she would jump and run right in the street. So who is sitting right there on the edge of the street in the driveway? Wolfy kitty of course.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I am thinking of the thought of the Reiki and Qigong energies that are all around us and available to all of us be we plants or animals or rocks or mushrooms whatever we are! I was very surprised to find out that Wolfy actually came back to us as a cat and I think so was she! When I first realized it she was over six weeks old because she figured out to come visit us from next door where she was born. I recognized her realizing that she had the same markings as Wolfy when she was a dog and long fluffy hair. She just seemed to me to be Wolfy too. I remember when she first got on my lap and I was petting her, all of a sudden she began to puurrrrr but that is what startled her, the puurrrring! She sat up and looked around acting like "What was that!" It was so funny! I just petted her and explained that was what kitties did when they were happy and that now she was a kitten.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div>LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-83083492454741468142012-04-26T09:19:00.000-10:002012-04-26T09:19:20.633-10:00Portal I have come to realize that I inherited from my father's Danish side (ie Hans Christian Anderson) the fact of telling "long" stories. Unfortunately my father always had the hard time of finding a patient audience, hence never being able to finish or tell the whole story. Thus here we now have blogs! You are welcome to skip what you like, but this enables me to get the whole story told! Yay! (I can hear my father laughing) I finally get it!<br />
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I was at the beach, Peter went out surfing, before I paddled out I decided to do some Qigong and run the <a href="http://theplantspirits.blogspot.com/">Light Body </a>energies. After I had done that I looked up and thought, "Hmmm that is curious!" The clouds swirled around and opened up a clear blue spot in the sky. I had recently done some meditations with <a href="http://childrenofthesun.org/">Children of the Sun</a>. They had shown a picture of something similar in the sky where the clouds had opened with a blue hole of the sky showing and they called it a "Portal". So I kiddingly told Peter after we had surfed,"Did you see that Portal that opened up, I was doing qigong and lightbody and a portal opened up!" He looked at me and did a double take, and said "Yes!" Now it was as if he believed me that it was a "Portal" that had opened up because he saw it. Then even I was amazed, because I thought I was making that up.<br />
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I had gone to California to visit family and in so doing spent the last days of my visit with my daughter, Kyra, at her family's house that she is a nanny for. In their house there was very expensive modern art. One particular piece was of giant block letters with newspaper print on the inside spelling out "REMAIN CALM" with red around the outside of the lettering. After I came home I saw a bit on the news about some modern art that had similar pieces. Thus the idea came to me that perhaps I could be sneaky and use that to teach, making my version of modern art with a not so subtle message which would be beneficial to all.<br />
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In the meantime my daughter, <a href="http://mabsweb.blogspot.com/">Michelle</a>, who is a great artist and has been studying art in college was directing me on composition. She showed me her diagram of the golden mean spiral which I actually have been reading a book about. Of course in nature everything uses this spiral and especially in the sky with the weather. What else would a portal be but the golden mean spiral, so in taking her teaching I could match it to this which I was trying to replicate, what I saw in the sky when the "portal " opened up.<br />
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As I was working on this canvas into the night, I looked up and saw the constellation of Orion. In the book I had been reading it explained where the two intersecting lines with the golden mean spiral met was considered to be "the eye of God" to some ancient cultures. Of course, they should technically go out to infinity, it is a way to express depth and dimension. Interestingly I noted the stars forming those exact lines, which of course, (duh!) that is probably why the pyramids are built to match that constellation of Orion.<br />
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I should mention that for the past few months I have been listening to sounds from <a href="http://estaryia.com/">Estaryia Venus</a> that particularly pertained to the Fibonacci sequence and phi and the golden mean ratio. I had been listening to these sounds every night because it helps me to go to sleep.<br />
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Now the painting was done enough and it comes to be time for me to go to this Tai Chi workshop on Women's self defense. I really didn't think I needed or was very interested in self defense, but my Qi gong teacher <a href="http://radiantlotusqigong.com/">Daisy Lee</a>, highly recommended and brought this Tai Chi master, <a href="http://playtaichi.com/">Arthur Rosenfeld</a> to Kauai. My guides kept telling me, yes, that I should go to the workshop, so I went. What was the jist of the whole workshop? The big ancient secret being passed down? What else but, you guessed it!............. SPIRALS!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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Hahahahaha Well I hope I don't need to use them in self defense but I can already see I have and can still use them in my paintings!<br />
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This is the story of the cartoon Sealy. When my daughters were children we wrote and illustrated several books for children. Since they helped me to write them I also sent in for copy rights and put them in all of our names, having them sign as little children their own copy rights. Now Michelle, AKA "Michie" just graduated from college with her bachelors degree in animation during which she, using her copyright from kindergarten, recreated "Sealy" into a cartoon enhanced with her own memories. She also has many episodes to continue in making more cartoons related to the Sealy cartoon. Please click on this link to see her cartoon trailer. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lok_usz4vzM&feature=youtu.be">Sealy animation trailer</a><br />
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We are currently looking for a "cartoon angel" to help her create these wonderful hawaiian cartoons. If every young surfer kid on Kauai can say "Sponser Me!" Why not our little hawaiian monk Seal character?<br />
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"ARRRRR! Please Sponser Me!" cried Sealy.<br />
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Contact us at <a href="http://justlupita.com/">justlupita.com</a>LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-570212182179733292011-10-03T19:58:00.000-10:002011-10-03T19:58:08.542-10:00Water Lilly Pond<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2p4iCZpYcC_381Ff7zSsqK3RAiKSOU_iiaK3XrNoHl3Fyi3-8orH6hqFkj1P4zl_uNqWud31ZGASvmHoRwB9Oh_tjtLmN_ic5R0JPSOb7AorZbNdkZ-q-ggwEiqxMAYOQ6R3oqekuLA/s1600/HPIM2578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2p4iCZpYcC_381Ff7zSsqK3RAiKSOU_iiaK3XrNoHl3Fyi3-8orH6hqFkj1P4zl_uNqWud31ZGASvmHoRwB9Oh_tjtLmN_ic5R0JPSOb7AorZbNdkZ-q-ggwEiqxMAYOQ6R3oqekuLA/s320/HPIM2578.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I walked by a water Lilly pond and thought "How pretty that is" so I looked closer and out peeped a big Gold Koi fish from under the flower! Oh! I was surprised and thought "That looked neat, I wish I had a picture! I will have to take a memory picture with my eyes" So first I sketched it out, then I painted it on a hat. Well I had given myself some advice of "Leave some hats without Kauai on them" but I argued and thought I will sell these on Kauai, well wouldn't you know it I do have to do some plain ones for a store on Oahu, so Yay! I will do a couple more, that is OK;)LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-6963567870786129052011-09-18T12:34:00.000-10:002011-09-18T12:34:08.454-10:00Elenin, Ocean and CloudsI guess I have been lazy in this physical world but I have been doing the meditations to help the earth and humanity, this time meeting the comet Elenin with childrenofhesun.org<br />
<a href="http://www.childrenofthesun.org/images/audio/new/kundalini.mp3">http://www.childrenofthesun.org/images/audio/new/kundalini.mp3</a><br />
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</div>I have been learning Light body from Marissa <a href="http://theplantspirits.blogspot.com/">theplantspirits.blogspot.com</a> and now have gotten to the first of the other three light body centers. Which mean I "run the energies" and meditate. During this time span I also have discovered <a href="http://childrenofthesun.org/">childrenofthesun.org</a> Which has many meditations that as a Light worker I can do to help Humanity and Mother Earth and all Universes. I am discovering that of course what I do and have done all my life is paint, so while in meditation I have decided to paint. As part of the work to help Humanity, Mother Earth, and all Universes we want to get to the truth and have it be known. I hope I can help by painting and bringing some visuals to our world on Earth, here and now! OK this one came out a bit weird, but whatever! The "truth" can be subjective and even a complete fantasy!LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-71738538020693709462011-06-30T19:39:00.001-10:002011-06-30T19:58:00.573-10:00Rose dresses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbEHPIT48kQm444jwFm01Q56tPlGFCqoAwIVrxBDiHCMhnxINCHTMCVCI05H8FeWSX217oVpVtcTn6Ho1X8w6GANzAmYFgYJ_mDkeAsKE4dqhFZS22xhyS4WCyZXh4H2oxYGRye6eqw/s1600/HPIM2409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbEHPIT48kQm444jwFm01Q56tPlGFCqoAwIVrxBDiHCMhnxINCHTMCVCI05H8FeWSX217oVpVtcTn6Ho1X8w6GANzAmYFgYJ_mDkeAsKE4dqhFZS22xhyS4WCyZXh4H2oxYGRye6eqw/s320/HPIM2409.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I guess I got stuck on Roses! I got some dresses and did them in different colors. <a href="http://JustLupita.weebly.com/">JustLupita</a> is my website I am working on. </div><br />
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The Kauai Chicken Story<br />
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In the beginning, on the first day<br />
The rooster had sex with the hen<br />
And the rooster crowed and<br />
The hen bru braacked!<br />
And GOD said, "THAT WAS GOOD!"<br />
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Then on the third day<br />
The rooster crowed and<br />
The hen bru bru braaacked and<br />
Behold! Seven eggs were laid<br />
And GOD said, "UH, OH!"<br />
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So on the seventh day<br />
When any sane GOD should be resting<br />
The rooster crowed and<br />
The hen bru bru bru braaacked and<br />
Behold! The seven eggs hatched!<br />
And GOD said, "AREN'T THEY CUTE!"<br />
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Then GOD said,<br />
"LET US DECLARE CHICKENS AN<br />
ENDANGERED SPECIES ON KAUAI AND<br />
LET US OUTLAW MONGOOSE ON KAUAI AND<br />
LET US DECLARE A LEASH LAW FOR DOGS ON KAUAI."<br />
And the rooster crowed, and the hen bru bru braacked and<br />
The baby chicks peep peep peep peep peep peep peep peeped and<br />
Then GOD added, "LET US FORCE ALL HUMANS TO ONLY EAT<br />
TOFU CHICKEN"<br />
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And the rooster crowed and<br />
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And the baby chicks grew up.<br />
Then the baby rooster had sex with the baby hen<br />
And the baby rooster crowed and<br />
The baby hen bru braacked!<br />
And GOD said, "AH, THAT WAS GOOD!" Again and<br />
Again............and<br />
Again.............and<br />
Again..............and<br />
Again.<br />
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So that is my answer to that question! Hehe!LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-1737258014425309732011-06-11T12:55:00.000-10:002011-06-11T12:55:05.979-10:00JustLupita artwork getting started!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2WVL4KBmVg6dWXNHsAFOqvWNObLC1DEAzc9Nu8aBAq3LT-ePzyBDmYhuikZx7ynWi9aB0hcLNMVYbUhfFP4AuglzWRsssyvWYlRUWI_kTh0aV5Ay038SsVuMFcCLD1KxgfjG8Oy8pyQ/s1600/HPIM2354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2WVL4KBmVg6dWXNHsAFOqvWNObLC1DEAzc9Nu8aBAq3LT-ePzyBDmYhuikZx7ynWi9aB0hcLNMVYbUhfFP4AuglzWRsssyvWYlRUWI_kTh0aV5Ay038SsVuMFcCLD1KxgfjG8Oy8pyQ/s320/HPIM2354.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYtgXd_yjvj1Q_6CkQAGNROjaAu91hifS19FinoeBiRnZ_UXfEjbCCEOfe0hhJiVoRtiSjM0cf7h_LPnmC6Jixfy-fljDCTC1alMGevfGyCQgIj33cOMFd1G7mC13d0xMvOFgmWO739w/s1600/HPIM2371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYtgXd_yjvj1Q_6CkQAGNROjaAu91hifS19FinoeBiRnZ_UXfEjbCCEOfe0hhJiVoRtiSjM0cf7h_LPnmC6Jixfy-fljDCTC1alMGevfGyCQgIj33cOMFd1G7mC13d0xMvOFgmWO739w/s320/HPIM2371.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I have neglected this blog far too long! I have since retired from Banana Joe's, just two weeks ago, thus enabling me to concentrate on my art work and providing more product such as my hand painted shirts and hats for Banana Joe's. That is just a fraction of the art work I intend to produce, so perhaps I will blog about what I do produce each week. Sooooo, the first week I caught up on Banana Joe shirts, and this second week I have been painting baby surfer rompers and T-shirts for Kokonut Kids in Hanalei. Oh yes, I also did hats for I (heart) Hanalei, a bikini and dress store. I have started a new web page to show case the work I have done, <a href="http://JustLupita.BackdoorKauai.com/">JustLupita.BackdoorKauai.com</a>. I intend to continue to work on updating this also. You are welcome to visit my site often!LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-60553446428673305152010-11-24T19:41:00.001-10:002010-12-02T18:50:50.932-10:00OlenaI have been slowly working on this painting since August, when I had a summer breakdown illness. This lovely plant finally was in bloom then in my back yard, I came to know her and she helped me to get well!<br />
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So I am going to tell this story because a lot has happened while I have been working on this painting, I feel good now that I almost forgot that I was ever sick! At first I wasn't sure if this is the way the painting was supposed to be or if I was forcing it be this way, but now that we have decided that it is done I like it more and more, and when I walk by it down my hall way I look at it and say "I love this painting!" or I say, "I love you!" That is because it is a painting of the soul of the flower essence "Olena" Which has now since disappeared in it's flower form, even in it's leaf form, but she has left me with her golden roots to make tea and cook in my beans or soups, all for my benefit. A beautiful gift, but also a remembrance that she will grow again next season from some of the root left in the womb of the earth, rebirth, never dead, always there in her spirit form to be so gracious and loving, so caring, that is the beautiful soul of "Olena".<br />
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So how did the plant in flower help me to get well you might be wondering? Well, I communicated with her soul, and even though I must admit I really did not "see" her until I painted her on the canvas, then there she is! That is the way my third eye works I guess, I have to just let it happen then see what happened and surprise my self to see what happens on the canvas. Isn't that the most fun! Now to see the little plant spirit emerge with her energy transferring to the canvas is so wonderful, when I see her portrait I can be reminded of her essence and say, "I love you!" It's not necessarily the painting I love, but it is the spirit of the Olena plant is what I love! The painting just reminds me. I hope it will remind you too.<br />
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Thank you, Olena<br />
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Now I want to tell the story that I read in one of Dr. Zhi Gang Sha's books in his Soul Series about the plant that was used to cure Malaria. This was a story in ancient China. When the people ran out of the plant a wise man said to the people to just say "I eat #%@ (name of that plant)" and they began to get well. So they were connecting with the soul of the plant and it helped them to get well! He said they also used this method in modern times with the SARS epidemic.<br />
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So I thought it would be nice if you might like to communicate with the spirit of the Olena plant by looking at her portrait. You are very welcome to do so. She will be glad to get to know you I do believe. Perhaps she will help you to heal if you are in need of healing. We would love to hear your stories.<br />
By the way, Olena is the hawaiian name for Tumeric.<br />
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Thank you to whoever is reading this blog!LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-10609373019972822632010-08-08T11:56:00.000-10:002010-08-08T11:56:49.920-10:00SEALY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3qcS1dQ_PbGWnkjbta3NlBB0-jT1Ddh4XzijQnZnLPx4V3Eze7yKFo3zn9xvjPcaGsYNKTCRIc2bxO0rBcYj-hMBh3szggeiwLDCwpkQhfo-r6LRvClWCW86YUMfet_BbXtnWeNuljw/s1600/2w-monk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3qcS1dQ_PbGWnkjbta3NlBB0-jT1Ddh4XzijQnZnLPx4V3Eze7yKFo3zn9xvjPcaGsYNKTCRIc2bxO0rBcYj-hMBh3szggeiwLDCwpkQhfo-r6LRvClWCW86YUMfet_BbXtnWeNuljw/s320/2w-monk.jpg" /></a></div><br />
This is the page that goes with the drawing, I originally intended to have SEALY on the corners of each page so when you flipped the corners Sealy would move, I couldn't do that way back then so I just put the sequence of Sealys going across the bottom of the page. Well did I mention, Michie is an animator now! I am so proud of her, but when I am looking at this now I really think it has merit to show how the grown up Michelle developed into the wonderful artist and animator she is today! That is motivating me to continue to try to publish the original books I did way back then, because they may still inspire other children too!LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-44582600872724105332010-08-08T11:27:00.000-10:002010-08-08T11:27:13.858-10:00SEALY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORhNyBNSB_EFh_7strzvM6s_4JDOPV4Dit0-kUDgEu-XBpIn9urg8F514nrT3qgKbelgvhiA8eT_L6pPeTTxbBW4hx_EUWow9vCOlVMGlp_21tofTbWEeCNw2ymiaccF0GR9i7GQdBQ/s1600/Spg3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORhNyBNSB_EFh_7strzvM6s_4JDOPV4Dit0-kUDgEu-XBpIn9urg8F514nrT3qgKbelgvhiA8eT_L6pPeTTxbBW4hx_EUWow9vCOlVMGlp_21tofTbWEeCNw2ymiaccF0GR9i7GQdBQ/s320/Spg3.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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This is the start of a book I did when my daughter was just starting kindergarten, now she is in the Animation department of UH Manoa and last year finished a cartoon based on this original SEALY book. She enhanced her story with her own memory and it is having its first film debut in a local filmfest, at the Pipeline Cafe on Oahu next tuesday. As I found the original copy I made in 1984 with xerox machines, I am now realizing what I couldn't do then I can now do with the computer. So I scanned it all and I hope to prepare it for publishing on createspace. Which looks affordable and enables me to publish the whole version. I couldn't resist this drawing as I thought it was so cute, Michie riding her bike to kindergarten with her little friend SEALY tagging along to keep her company. It is definitely a picture out of time, 1984, with of course a little imagination slipped in.LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-50872808567295167382010-06-15T08:54:00.000-10:002010-06-15T08:54:32.343-10:00Mendenilla Magnifica original painting for sale<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfNCXVHPPKdsXtOmnSOON0zyDkjlwpMDhXS_3K3kwq4bOWAyG8b9imKAapAMi-6qMo9y7RtIzXIm2wVqP5Z64oyM2PzuhOUsJdyCbiTE6IxUffu6wEjga4hftfc0-msZ9ZlDY1vCxMCA/s1600/mmag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfNCXVHPPKdsXtOmnSOON0zyDkjlwpMDhXS_3K3kwq4bOWAyG8b9imKAapAMi-6qMo9y7RtIzXIm2wVqP5Z64oyM2PzuhOUsJdyCbiTE6IxUffu6wEjga4hftfc0-msZ9ZlDY1vCxMCA/s320/mmag.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">I met the Magnificent Mendenilla at Banana Joe's Fruit stand. I had learned to communicate with the plant spirits with my friend Marrissa Henderson who taught me to channel the plant spirits, theplantspirits.blogspot.com Since I am an artist who has painted all my life I transfered the energy of the plant spirit into my painting, thus you are also inviting this beautiful Magnificent plant spirit into your home when you decide to purchase this original painting of Mendenilla Magnifica! Mahalo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5TXEb9ndKKFzQ61-Ff_hgtGmBMAAkBJ5Dst7IB-NkEUSJiz9fm54ZzMHBR2knMvTVH8zytlrzqMM-2ITpfamjOPeQiK7oTTXibfb7mvuGfpBk-52I602OO4IopR9T2LBFvexKcuYJmg/s1600/mendmag4etsy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5TXEb9ndKKFzQ61-Ff_hgtGmBMAAkBJ5Dst7IB-NkEUSJiz9fm54ZzMHBR2knMvTVH8zytlrzqMM-2ITpfamjOPeQiK7oTTXibfb7mvuGfpBk-52I602OO4IopR9T2LBFvexKcuYJmg/s320/mendmag4etsy.jpg" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is my heart opening shirt design. It is hand painted on a cotton shirt, I have been working on setting up my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/JustLupita">Etsy</a> shop and so far I have gotten to posting this one shirt design. I do have other designs coming soon. I am happy to have my friend Kicka Witte model and photograph herself for me. Mahalo Kicka!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmTI6PWVIWHjbfIsWrkrgtyIuJuM1MAmac_Kq2P6a03UAVyIEErFfvTjTy7iFyOkblB4KSwOSiLMvVmGjsIASegufimpJbcUjw_AlpJpYJLfC2EIi-iJGVwSnYCJlY_l6xtbzzKCY9GA/s1600/etsyKikhrt:hd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmTI6PWVIWHjbfIsWrkrgtyIuJuM1MAmac_Kq2P6a03UAVyIEErFfvTjTy7iFyOkblB4KSwOSiLMvVmGjsIASegufimpJbcUjw_AlpJpYJLfC2EIi-iJGVwSnYCJlY_l6xtbzzKCY9GA/s320/etsyKikhrt:hd.jpg" /></a></div> <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/JustLupita">JustLupita.etsy.com</a>LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-71249254558934203292010-03-31T16:14:00.000-10:002010-03-31T16:14:49.756-10:00note to whoever is reading "Pick up Plastic, Patrick" to children.You are welcome to print a picture and let the children color it or paint it in. I was thinking that it would be good to take a field trip to the beach and pick up plastic, then perhaps make an art project out of it, say a sculpture or a mosaic. Thank you for reading "Pick up Plastic, Patrick!"LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2915474812829198977.post-73074177112222398562010-03-31T08:40:00.000-10:002010-03-31T08:40:51.965-10:00Back cover<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieWYBZ6iMJKP-V3iMiFxWpFdCORmu4AXAZTbbUHRDb_dbcPmo91VCdRwnbY2CrqoB8eDrm7jLVgr1dT7idnIxvAS5FTvSHDIqA8RKIpxv1wMuOR9FmMLZEPw0HRIc8na1USckDxDStkg/s1600/PPPbackcover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieWYBZ6iMJKP-V3iMiFxWpFdCORmu4AXAZTbbUHRDb_dbcPmo91VCdRwnbY2CrqoB8eDrm7jLVgr1dT7idnIxvAS5FTvSHDIqA8RKIpxv1wMuOR9FmMLZEPw0HRIc8na1USckDxDStkg/s320/PPPbackcover.jpg" /></a></div>LupitaJustLupitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09627104165646617920noreply@blogger.com0