Saturday, July 30, 2016

The Heart Seen... by (cynthia dadrass!)

I believe it is Cynthia's mom here, holding the glass from glass beach in MacKerricher State Park near Fort Bragg.    ..and based on the rest of the pictures I got to see; and stories/memories I got to hear..    need to visit there myself very soon.   "Thank You!"   -very beautiful treasures here...

true treasures..   and I just love learning how many YEARS it takes after being thrown away, broken into who knows how many pieces and tossed around in any number of directions before this former trash evolves into rare and wonderful treasures..    

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Mixed Media by (me!) sandra, tvgp

 this is one of two hearts i'm creating to honor the life and legacy of Yvonne Porcella.  Large group of us are each making a couple hearts of different shapes and sizes, and all of them will be on display at Alden Lane's Annual Quilt Show in September.  I never met or knew her, but within 5 seconds on her website, I knew she was someone I would have loved and admired.  God keep you.

 .. most recent wine bottle art; for a 50th Wedding Anniversary.  Couples name visible inside and holds a tealight candle...
"50! years!"   /they've been married for as long as ive been alive....  and rumor has it, they still love, respect and enjoy each others company..  "Congratulations!"  God Bless You!

Monday, July 25, 2016

type THE LOVE PICKLE in the search bar of this blog for (me!) sandra, tvgp

  The Heart Seen..  by (squidmann!)
the first one reminded me immediately of The Love Pickle at subway..  pleasure to share that story/experience, and the onion..
well, ~so cute isn't it.  brought a little tear to my eye

 "Thank You!"  xoxo
love these contributions   ~s.c.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

PRAGUE WINTER by (madeleine albright!) as read by (me!), sandra, tvgp

you know the question...'if you could have anyone over for dinner, alive or dead.. who would you invite?'    


so happy, and slightly unnerved, to be reading this again.  why unnerved?  -to read page 47, and re-realize that it all served as prelude to hitler..  

and this time around, I'm seeing what I fear are patterns...   not isolated experiences to this country and time, but..   pattern.

and they happen both ways..   patterns which lead to democracy/success for the masses; and patterns which lead to dictatorships/evil empires..

on the whole however, I do believe I would have liked this Masaryk fellow...


entirely different book:   I share his vision, e.o. Wilson..   and especially working at alden lane, I wish, I imagine what it might be like to contribute to having a data base which contains information on every. single. living. thing:

how my grandchildren might be able to just take a picture of a plant, or flower, or insect.. and

a match is found, quick as a calculator can give the answer to a math problem, and you are presented with the scientific, and the common name.. and some details..


speaking of calculators:   this for the a.i. team:   I noticed, with my own calculator, -that sometimes, with age/use, the numbers would not be entirely visible..

like, the top of a 7 might not display properly, so that it could look instead like a 1

but while the display might be faulty; the answer itself has never,  -not once; been wrong.

-this creates an opportunity for a playful experiment:   to create a calculator that gives the wrong answers;  -sometimes.     12+12 =     

but not always.


when I hear something once; I can ignore my desire to write about it.  When I hear it twice..   it takes more effort to ignore it...    upon a third time, within the same week, by three different people

I surrender.


the hook-up culture.  2016.   began when?   will conclude when?   my colloquial understanding of this relatively new euphemistic term being applied to a very old and worn out subject is:   casual sex as a common/acceptable practice.   no strings attached.  for the pure pleasure, or sport of it; just because..   time and circumstance allowed...   anytime an opportunity presents itself;  and with one (or more) people this week, and perhaps another(s) the week after that..       ~whatever.  whoever.   no matter; just sex after all.

and we are sexual beings.


goes back longer than my life, for sure.  but born in 1966, I will just say..

  -this all seems kind of familiar.   like, the whole hippie/make love not war..   era.   -where at any given concert, or on any patio, or park bench,  where hippies gathered, drugs were appetizers, alcohol was more prevalent than water..

you could see the youth, slobbering all over one another, and having sex with whoever, whenever..

and it was celebrated as a form of liberation and freedom.

the aftermath however, was..   a litany,  -no, a deluge..   a flood...   a plethora...   /feel free to help me out here..

a massive amount of:  sexually transmitted diseases.  unplanned pregnancies.  abortions.   broken hearts.   decades of lives lost to addictions.   psychological/emotional wounds.    broken homes/broken families.  broken spirits.

fast forward...    to the AIDS epidemic...

but then fast forward some more...    to a new message, that in essence said

  -ignore all that!   they are just using fear as a weapon against your sexual freedom.

and so, certainly not wanting  unfounded fears to interfere with your personal freedoms..

the next generation practices some form of free love/sex under a new name. with new drugs, new cocktail combinations..   and the pattern repeats itself.


no all; but most adults eventually realize that there are very real consequences to the casual sex lifestyle.    -the fears are not unfounded.   -the emotional/psychological/spiritual injuries

are just that.   and require healing.    -and most

but not all,

adults, who I have talked to, who participated in casual sex in their youth; stopped in their later years.

  -but for reasons I'm not entirely clear on:   the lessons do not seem to get passed down from one generation to the next.   it seems to me each generation keeps taking the bait, which is placed on the hook by (searching for write word here...)   people, and cast out into the media ocean..

and entire schools of unschooled fish repeat the pattern again.


this is just a question for you to answer for yourself:  are people both flesh and spirit?

for me the answer is yes.

this is just a question for you to answer for yourself:  

28 year old man sees the attention seeking behaviors of a 17 year old, and

1)  takes advantage of it by encouraging the behavior and finding opportunities to have sex
2)  sees the behavior for what it is, discerns the roots and discourages it.

-for me, and trust me, I'm using gender/ages/orientation for convenience sake only, the dynamic plays out everyday in a variety of scenarios

but, for me

1) is a man operating out of flesh/ego/immaturity; is unevolved and selfish and opportunistic  -and will quickly being doing the same thing with someone different with no regard for the other.
2) is a man operating from the spirit; with wisdom; rising above his fleshly impulses and caring enough about himself and the other not to take advantage...

so, I think, we need first to decide, if humans are in fact flesh and spirit?  or create some kind of vocabulary for identifying/distinguishing between reacting impulsively/selfishly; vs. reacting wisely/with care for the well being of the other


who/when these vocabularies first get introduced into given populations?   -free love-  for the hippies; -hook-up culture-  for the current generation

the vocabulary itself, in my opinion/observation, contributes to a type of 'group think' which yields a permission slip that usurps conscience:    why not; everyone else is doing it..

and my guess..  and its only a guess, is that the aftermath of this hook up culture, will be no different than the aftermath of the make love not war hippie era..

the hype/media is exactly the same:   liberation. freedom.  sex is fun, and free..  woo-hoo!   take off your clothes..  its only natural...

and any consequences are not just downplayed, but almost void..   while, silently, behind closed doors in doctors offices; counseling offices; abortion clinics; psychiatric wards; in homes..  in schools

the broken spirits; hearts; lives struggle to make sense and heal.


- for certain; I speak from direct experience also.   -as someone who,

well, I would report a combination of

the promiscuity which commonly results from someone who has been kidnapped/raped; and, buying in to the bait of my generation about liberation/freedom..     "equality!"     -if men can be casual/who cares... no strings...  so can I!

but fast forward, and include my own experiences along with too many conversations, interviews, documentaries, books, on and on,

and I have returned to/and landed at:   sex is sacred.     for me, sex is very sacred.  

so what I try to keep in mind, as I watch, witness, hear..      as I lean my shoulder out for another person to cry on..

what I try to remember, is that I had to learn that for myself.   I think someone tried to tell me too..

when I was younger; but I couldn't hear...

I couldn't hear.

no I hear it loud and clear.


I know I'm a bit all over the map, but..

the infidelity I see so rampant...     the casual nature of that which is sacred...    the willingness/ease with which I see people have sex and then move on to the next person and opportunity..

the ease with which I see people exploit; take advantage..  manipulate...

the detachment; apathy; indifference...


what came to me most recently was a vision of paper Dixie cups..    again, I'm only using gender for convenience

but there was a trash can full of paper Dixie cups, squished up..   

very empty, very squished, paper Dixie cups, filling a garbage can to the rim.

each one had a girls name on it.

and I saw, in my imagination, that that is just about how quick/convenient; casually a male can sometimes be with a female, and having sex..   /or vice versa..  or same gender.. whatever..

take. fill himself up.  crumple up the container.  throw away.


so maybe I'm saying/writing/thinking all this, and no one can hear..

but I have to say it anyway:

do not volunteer to be anyone's disposable paper cup.

sex is sacred.

it is the most intimate you can be with another human being.    -so, when you are tempted to hook-up..

look up instead.


In Jesus very understanding name,   -amen.

Friday, July 22, 2016

with love & healing prayers for munich, germany, from (me!) sandra, tvgp

THOUGHTS ON SPIT by (me!) sandra, tvgp

John 9:1-41    -here we have Jesus' saliva mixed with mud which heals a blind man; opened his eyes..


a viscid, watery fluid, secreted into the mouth by the salivary glands, that functions in the tasting, chewing, and swallowing of food, moistens the mouth, and starts the digestion of starches.


23 and me:

Our home-based saliva collection kit is all you need to send your DNA to the lab. We have made the process as simple as possible.   reports


now, -first thing I must do, is stand corrected.  -for how long have I told my children, that one of the saddest things is that it is (2014, 2015..) 2016, and still the only way to know if you are an alcoholic is when you start drinking alcohol, you find that you cannot stop.   -and, how awful, that that is the only way you could know..    whether alcohol controls you, or you can control alcohol..

but!  turns out I was wrong.  turns out, you can send some spit to this company, or a company like it, and they will report back...   well, from my understanding,

they can at least provide you with information that shares whether you are more or less likely to be an alcoholic; without being definitive.    hallelujah!

and I support/understand people who want to learn these things:  maternal/paternal lineage; traits; wellness; carrier status..

but as my own personal life journey has been more...   

well,  -it can tell me personally nothing that would help now, with being the victim/survivor of... 

an abusive alcoholic; bullies; PTSD..     corporate greed; idea thieves; narcissistic/ego driven carnal/flesh behavior of grown men and women; it can offer me nothing in the way of addressing/handling/coping with the -opposites-    of the fruits of the spirit manifesting in humanity today:

love/hate and/or evil
peace/internal conflicts/addictions
kindness/mean spiritedness
self-control/outwardly controlled, manipulated

it can provide nothing in the way of   -understanding forgiveness, toward self or others.   nothing in the way of how to evolve from a self-centered, outwardly influenced and controlled human being into a humanitarian, liberated from circumstances..

there is great value, I am aware, of understanding our physical natures/our lineage,  and so,  for people to whom that is important and beneficial, -this information/technology is probably overdue

but, for me..  we are physical and spiritual beings.  flesh and spirit..    and the lions share of my curiosity, my insights, my learnings and my teachings;  they are of the human spirit.

so my calling, as I see, and experience it, is not toward matters physical; or of the flesh..

my calling, is to learn and teach about the fruits of the spirit...

my greatest interest is in helping fellow humans evolve into peaceful, loving, contributing citizens of the world...    and my greatest concern remains as it has been for some time:  technology out-evolving humans..

anywhere you have a grown man or women abusing/controlling/manipulating/exploiting others; still battling addictions; still controlled by moods, or circumstances, or ego, or flesh

you have a human who failed to evolve.    -how can I, how can we, help everyone master their lives vs. have their lives mastered by those things just mentioned above..

it at least seems reasonable to (me!) that we start by studying/learning as much as we can about people who have successfully evolved:

my mind goes now to the remember them monument in Oakland:  25 of the worlds greatest humanitarians...

In Jesus spiritually healing name!   amen!


types of warfare. as understood by (me!) sandra, tvgp

of biological, chemical, nuclear or cyber warfare; I can offer no insights.

but when it comes to spiritual warfare; I could write a book.      -sandra, tvgp

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

with love & healing prayers for baton rouge, from (me!) sandra, tvgp

Wine Stroll Downtown Pleasanton (ricks picks!) photos by (me!) sandra, tvgp

"Thank You!" here to pleasanton downtown association.  these events are always a hit  -and i don't much care whether i'm working, pouring, or sipping & strolling.    its a pleasure from any angle.  "cheers!"

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

ALDEN LANE'S INAUGURAL PALLET PAINTING EVENT 2016 photos by (me!) sandra, tvgp

...somebody pinch (me!).   -like a dream, like a dream:  the outdoor studio: alden lane; the climate: perfect; add live music floating over from the other side of the nursery..

big "THANK YOU!" here to Cyndee! for this awesome idea:

Saturday July 16th, 2016

 marked the first of what is sure to become many pallet painting events, and i had the honor of hosting and participating.   we recycled paint that would have otherwise been discarded.  we recycled pallets.  the creative and joyfully painted pallets became part of a silent auction held sunday, which raised $$ for the two local high school's arts programs:  Livermore & Granada.    -that's a win/win/win can we do it again!

ALDEN LANE'S ART UNDER THE OAKS 2016 photos by (me!) sandra, tvgp

prelude; set up; during...    

hey! it's Bernie & Claude ..type flute in the search bar of this blog..
"robin!" & family.. former employee of California Stampin' in Pleasanton
and remembers, and made!  "Thank You!"