I had A Power of the Heart experience early on New Year's Eve that I'd like to share.
A very close friend of mine who I knew and worked with for 14 years had recently been diagnosed with lung cancer and had been readmitted to the hospital because she had been feeling very weak. I assumed it was from the chemo and wasn't worried because the doctor said her cancer was very treatable. 
New Year's Eve afternoon I was in my bathroom standing before my mirror combing my hair. You should know that my bathroom is long and narrow. The mirror is at one end with a window at the far end where I keep a starfish I bought years ago leaning against the glass.
Suddenly the starfish fell off the sill to the floor landing on the rug. Now the window is screwed shut for security as it faces a fire-escape. So no breeze. No earthquake. And because Patty loved sea shells and collected them I laughed and said out out loud, "What are you trying to tell me Patty?" I noted the time just in case she would tell me later she had been thinking of me.She had told me she would call me on the weekend but hadn't so far.

Well, it was 4:30 in the afternoon. She had died at 4:30 in the morning that day, New Years Eve. Ok, Patty liked shells and collected them. I knew that but thought well this was not a shell but a starfish. One time she had given me a bag of shells she brought back from Tobago, but I didn't have a way to display them so put them away. 

The next day, Sunday, I learned she had passed away. On Monday I went in to work and told my story to my coworkers. And ended with "Well, she liked shells, not starfish, but I guess it was the closest to a shell she could find in my apartment."

One of the workers said, "Look at her lamp." You know how you're around things so much you don't see them? Her lamp had a broad base and arranged on it were about 6 shells, and one 3 inch starfish.
Miss her.

KINDRED by Octavia Butler. An African American woman married and living in modern day California suddenly disappears as her husband and she are unpacking in their new home and finds herself in racist Maryland in 1815.  Very well written. Intense suspense! Enlightening regarding slavery. U

Now back to my book.

Pink Cloud -  was painted in 2008 but hasn't been shown before.  I will upload two new paintings as soon as I get time to shoot & learn how to use my new camera! Also although it is always difficult to get the true color of paintings - at least for me - I'll reshoot Pink Cloud with the new camera too, as it is more of a lavender background rather than blue. Find it on the Landscape page under MORE in my page listing above.

It's because I've just done two new paintings and working on my book. I'll add the paintings to the site as soon as I get them shot.
Looking forward to Ken Follett's 2nd book in his trilogy. Have to check and see when that's coming out.
Loved Fall of Giants.

I was out for a walk and passed a cemetery and couldn't resist walking in. The ground was glistening green with gold fallen leaves after light rain the night before. The low morning sun shone into the gold and crimson trees making them glow from within. The sky was a deep blue and the sun warm. Perfect weather. One of those moments that could not be improved. A glimpse of heaven? In an open area were eighteen pre-school kids running and yelling with innocent glee while behind me was a middle age woman tending a grave. This is as far as I can coherently go at this time except to say I was filled with many questions and a few insights (meaning, purpose, beauty, love, etc). Enlightenment is a slow process. My flight home was spent jotting down some of those thoughts in a very incoherent manner. I got into this stuff here because I think that you also have an interest in metaphysics."                                                                                                                            -- George, GA 

I read  "The Power of the Heart Story," and was very touched by it. The style is very simple in language -- not a lot of Latinate words or complex, imagistic speech -- yet the haunting mystery at the heart of the tale is exposed, time and again, by her simple statements of fact -- which convey so much, and leave so much open, even as they suggest the mysteries inherent in what happened. It is a poignant tale of family, and relations....I very much hope to read more of her work."   -- Leigh Harrison,  New York City, NY    http://www.leighharrison.com

Hi George,
Thanks for stopping by!
The way I understand it - the power of intension - can be conscious or unconscious or subconscious. What's great is that when we use it consciously we can - it seems - alter reality! Scroll down on this page to what I wrote on  9/26/10 "What About the Power of Intension" for one experience I had with it.
Best!
Jacqueline