Even In 1984 With Treason

CS Sherin
October 17, 2018

Hello. Happy Wednesday! Today, I am sharing with you some fresh poetry, and some more of my nature photography. I hope this will be a welcome break for you, a spot in the day to relax into some poetry and images. Maybe it will bring you some peace and inspiration. I hope so! Before we get to the fresh poetry and pics by me, I have three reminders for you, and two pieces of news. Here they are:

Reminders

1. If you would like to buy prints of my images/art from this site or from my other social media sites for your personal or small business use, please contact me. I do custom orders, and prints are on archival quality photo paper.
2. I voted early today. Voting is super important. Every voice matters. Consider voting early. That way if a problem crops up with your effort to vote, you still have time to do it. I was already registered, so I went to our city hall early this morning and all I had to do was confirm my name, birth date, address, and show my ID. If you need help getting to a voting place, ask for help to get there. Here is some info on voter registration deadlines.
3. I now provide in-depth astrology consultations and reports, as well as practical and intuitive spiritual care. Both services are delivered by phone, online meeting, and/or email.

News

1. Please do check out my Recipe For A Green Life blog, and subscribe to that email list to be notified of posts. Tomorrow that blog will have a special guest blogger, so do check it out.
2. If you haven’t read anything on Medium before, I do recommend it. It is a great platform! I am publishing articles there now. Check out my profile on Medium, which will show all of my articles published so far. You can follow me on Medium, or follow my Twitter feed or Linkedin profile, which will always post my latest Medium articles.

And now for the poetry and pics…….

 

EVEN IN 1984 WITH TREASON

by CS Sherin
October 17, 2018
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What gracious time is this

when I walk through air on

earth and swim through water

under the sky? What grace

filled time is this

where I am sheltered every night

surrounded by six other beings who

wish and show me only love, who

stand by me no matter the weather

or time?  What glorious synchronicities

are these that orchestrate order in spite of

chaos, beauty and kindness in spite of active

hatred, wild regenerative wellness in spite of

polluted toxic disease? What timeless peace within

is this that reverberates endlessly in the

midst of cacophonies of strife and unrest?

What beautiful mind-bending grace is this? –this

breath, this heart — the rhythm and song within

us? PurplePrairieFlowers_2018_CSSherin_wildclover.org copyWhat is this glorious triumph of love that

travels beyond atrocities, that has no rival–

unmeasured goodness surviving here,

beyond the vision and grasp of all the

twisted distortions that destroy, erase, consume,

and assimilate. It is the great mystery of

ultimate reality beyond this, yet it is evidenced

through and through. Just as we give up hope,

just as the darkness enfolds, just as the distortions

distort yet more, the day after, the breath after that,

PrairieFlowers2018_CSSherin_wildclover.org copythe morning after that, the week after that–woven

through everything, invisible yet ineffable,

indelible — Great presence endures — untraceable

even in the worst 1984 with Treason.

 

 

 

 

 

CS Sherin, WildClover.org, 2018©


 

 

Friday Meditation: Photos And Moments Become Art–Stepping Stones Along The Way

October 12, 2018
by CS  Sherin

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Photo, Golden Eagle, by Skeeze on Pixabay

I remember in college when I was going to art school that I kept a postcard up on my locker. It was a photograph of a golden eagle soaring in a clear blue sky. That photograph reminded me of a spiritual experience I had at the top of a mountain in the Rockies on my 13th birthday. It was a long, tiring climb, and it was my first ascent up an actual mountain. At the top was a revelation that engaged my whole being. At the top I could see across the range of mountains. At the top were trees, and ponds with tiny fishes or tadpoles, and very close above me was the silent grandeur of golden eagles soaring. Everything I saw and was a part of transformed me. It is an indelible experience and memory for me. The postcard was an image that kept that kind of energy present in my consciousness. It set the tone for every day that I earned my Studio Art degree. The meditation for today is photography, and specifically images that are meaningful to us.

When Autumn begins, the leaves fall, the air gets chilled, and I naturally begin to look forward to bedtime when I snuggle under the weight of blankets at night like a little squirrel in a nest. I delight in having reason to heat up some hot cacao to drink, and my inner bear feels the deep pull into, not hibernation, but into the inner cave of introspection, where I look back at what the summer was, in photos and dream journals mostly, and then look at what is changing outside, and what my goals are for the coming winter. As much as winter can be a challenge sometimes, there is nothing like transitioning from season to season, embracing each one as much as possible, flowing with the ancient rituals of our Earth’s rhythms and cycles.

I push aside the stresses that would demand my attention. I shut off the social media. I walk away from the phone. I resolutely choose, over and over, in each season, to walk in nature with my beautiful little dog, Samantha and with my husband and daughter. I choose to write and photograph what I see, what grabs me in the moment. And that is what they are, passing moments captured on digital photography. And it becomes not only a memory preserved, but also awakens a deeper appreciation in me of what potential, wonder, and beauty there is in every moment.

 

“People take pictures of each other

just to prove that they really existed…”

~ “People Take Pictures Of Each Other” by The Kinks

If that statement in the song by the great British Invasion era rock band, The Kinks, is true–there must be a fevered desired like never before to prove our existence to one another and ourselves. Yikes. Yet, I would like to think that even as we try to grasp beyond chronological time and the fleeting moments that slip on and on, just like the waves upon the shore of our ocean–that each art piece, photo, and movement for creativity is a stepping stone on a wonderful journey that is actually filled with mystery.

My inner bear of introspection is feeling very happy to share some of my favorite pics that journal moments in this past summer leading up to now. I have added some in-the-moment poetry with the images. May this be a joyful meditation and moment of recharging for you. Happy Friday!

Anniversaries bring out the pale pink rose vibrant with hope, love, and scent to heal the heart. It speaks of our love first-born, and then weathered and seasoned over decades, still new and emerging. Pink Rose Opening, 2018 Chandra S Sherin©

 

Out of hand (and foot) dangling like notes of music in the air, shoes that weren’t needed as one flies up like a bird? or left behind as one runs barefoot away from tight-fitting shoes with flimsy souls. Heavily populated wires mark territory for the imagination. Shoes On Wires, 2018, Chandra S Sherin©

 

We walk together through gardens, marshes, forests, city-scapes, and beaches. We meet the bees, birds, squirrels, butterflies, and other critters with wonder and love. We stand by the sunflowers praising the bees. We walk side by side through time and dreams. Bee On Sunflower, 2018, Chandra S Sherin©

 

The trees send out a proliferation of seeds in both the Fall and Spring. The amount of persistence required to carry out survival and ancestry. And in the cold climate the leaves burst in orchestrations of color as they die and fall. So much movement and beauty that flows from a stationary being, who is deeply rooted. Red Leaf With Yellow Leaves, 2018, Chandra S Sherin©

* If you would like to buy prints of my images/art from this site or my other social media sites for your personal or small business use, please contact me. Prints are custom order and on archival quality photo paper.

Featured Image, Golden Eagle, by Skeeze on Pixabay.

 

Mental Health Awareness Week –What Helped Me As I Climbed Out Of The Dark Abyss That Is Mental Health Crises, And, Oh, My Father Was A Sociopath

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“Mental Health” by WokandaPix on Pixabay

October 10, 2018, edited on Oct. 11, 2018
by CS Sherin

Twitter is trending today with #MentalHealthAwarenessDay and #WorldMentalHealth day. NAMI (the National Alliance on Mental Illness) designates this week as “Mental Illness Awareness Week,” with a goal to promote “CureStigma”, which illuminates the stigma those with mental health issues face in our culture/society.

Mental Health and Mental Illness are important and huge issues/topics in our world. There are so many aspects we need to address, I cannot begin to elaborate on it all here and now. All in all, we need to create systems that are healing and healthy for people, communities, and nature — and dismantle the corrupt, abusive systems, which contribute to trauma and mental health disruptions.

From a personal perspective, mental illness shaped my early life, as my father was mentally ill. In fact, he was a sociopath and/or narcissist. You can be sure there is a stigma to those words. And this is the first time I have said it in public. The repercussions of his mental illness and the actions he took while mentally ill still are felt in my life and family of origin to this day, and it has always been hard to deal with, whether he was present or not. You can read about some of my personal story, relating to my father here. In short, he was a product of institutionalized childhood and institutionalized systems. And those systems create narcissists and sociopaths.

Beyond that, I faced my own mental health issues as a young adult. I had a traumatic childhood, and faced unfriendly peers and teachers in elementary and middle school. As a young mother (in 2001) I experienced a trauma that caused me to have PTSD, which I saw a therapist to treat. I still do have PTSD, but it is much less of an intrusion than it used to be. That one was the trauma that was the tipping point of traumas, a culmination that started in childhood. I became severely ill from Lyme’s disease a couple of years later. It was not diagnosed right away, and I ended up not being able to work, on the couch for three months!

“Hole” by Grafontour on Pixabay

This caused what the doctors diagnosed as mild depression that was joined with IBS, anxiety, and panic attacks. After recovering from this illness, and having taken the meds and therapy I could from western medicine, I sought out deeper and more empowering methods to heal my inner wounds and traumas. That started me on the path of spiritual work like Reiki, and holistic wellness in general, which I applied to myself/my life before charging out to help others. I can tell you some key things that really helped and made a difference for me. Just know that we are each unique and we each find our way to health and wellness in our own ways. Still, here are five things that helped me the most as I climbed out of the dark abyss of a mental health crises back in the early 2000s:

  1. I asked for help. I knew my brain chemistry had literally changed from the trauma and illness, and that I couldn’t help myself this time, no matter how independent and private I love to be. I asked for help, and I needed it. I went to my doctor, I went to a therapist, I took an antidepressant, and I dedicated myself to the desire to finding myself and climbing out of the dark abyss of panic attacks. The most important/helpful thing that the therapist told me is that my reactions and mental health crisis had to do with things happening to and around me that weren’t normal or healthy. I was told that my reaction was healthy and normal, and that my mental health crisis was a part of that health. That was a big relief, and goes a long way to removing the stigma.
  2. I read a book that helped me to see that the terrifying panic attacks that made me feel like I was dying a horrific death were an opportunity to connect with a deeper and truer part of myself, and to face the fear in order to rise up stronger. That book is called, Riding The Dragon by Robert J. Wicks. Books, dancing, and music have always been lifelines for me. That was one of them.
  3. I found life-giving support from people who know, love, and support me — people I trust and feel safe with. For me, that was my husband, sister, mother, and a close friend. The faces of the people may change at different stages in life, the important thing is to find one or two people, at least, who you feel safe with, who are healthy, loving, supportive, kind, and honest.
  4. I used the free tools that I had been taught as a teen and young adult. I had an unusual childhood, and not all of it was bad. I had some unusual and radical/rebellious in a good way-mentors who taught me skills and tools that serve anyone well: breath work exercises, exercise/walking daily, meditation, yoga, art/creativity, retreat, positive visualizations, prayer, healthy diet, avoiding toxins and chemicals, and spending quality time with loved ones, animal companions, and in nature.
  5. The truth is, mental health issues affect everyone. We are all on a spectrum of mental health to mental illness, and it fluctuates according to our experiences, environment, and many other factors. There are few if any people I know who don’t experience some kind of mental health issue in some way, at some points in life. Grief, genetics, disasters, violence, war, abuse, corrupt and broken systems, institutions all play a part in our brain chemistry balance and our ability to manage in insane conditions. What helps me to speak up now is knowing that I was lucky to have the mentors and the tools. I was lucky to find a way through it. I was lucky to know I needed to ask for help. What helps me now is in sharing those tools, skills, and gifts to help others.

Right now, like too many other Americans, I don’t have and can’t afford mental health or medical care on a regular basis. I may not need it now, but that doesn’t mean I can count on that always being true. I am proactive, and use the holistic tools that have served me well.

But that isn’t always enough.

Not only that, some mental illness needs ongoing treatment and care from doctors and therapists. Our healthcare system is broken, and people who need help aren’t able to receive it. We cannot remain silent. Not only do we need to dispel the stigma of mental illness, we need healthcare and insurance that serves a higher purpose of wellness with ethics and transparency.

If you struggle with mental health issues, the stigma of it, with needing help but not being able to afford it, you are not alone. Together, with each story and action to make a change, we will make a difference.

“Stop the Stigma” by Geralt on Pixabay

Thank you for listening to my story. Please pass this on, and tell your story, so we can work together to #CureStigma

All my best,

Chandra

 

Wild Clover End Of Summer News

CS Sherin
August 30th, 2018

Lots of news to report! The end of a huge project, exciting launch of new services, looking back, the present moment, and looking forward! Read on…

THE END OF A HUGE PROJECT
It is the end of Summer here in the Midwest of the US, and here I am to update you on all the news here at Wild Clover. I have been absent from my posts both here and at the Recipe For A Green Life blog. The reason? Last week saw the completion of the second edition of my book, Recipe For A Green Life: A Holistic Sustainable Living Handbook & Recipe Book, written by me, edited by Charish Badzinski (who also wrote an amazing Foreword), and published by Wild Clover Press. For those who don’t know about this, or are confused, here is the genesis of this huge project, summarized:

  • January 2016 — I wrote and released a draft publication called, A Green Lifestyle Recipe Book (paperback, 5.5×8.5, 135 pages, ISBN: 978-0-692-58700-3).
  • Shortly after that was published, I found an amazing editor to take that draft publication to the next level.
  • May of 2017Recipe For A Green Life was published (paperback, 7×10, first edition, 470 pages, ISBN: 978-0-692-79614-6).
  • After the paperback was published I pursued getting it into E-book format. There were a lot of challenges to that, (a year’s worth) which I won’t get into here, but that led to the next big step…
  • May of 2018Recipe For A Green Life: A Holistic Sustainable Living Handbook & Recipe Book premiered as a second edition (to the former 2017 first edition) in E-book format.
  • And finally, August of 2018 — the second edition of Recipe For A Green Life: A Holistic Sustainable Living Handbook & Recipe Book (7×10, 2nd edition, 488 pages, ISBN: 978-0-692-11083-6) was released in paperback with a new cover and all the updates!

That was the biggest, most demanding project I have ever worked on! 10s of thousands of hours went into it, over-time without pay, and many things I have passion to do went on the back burner for so long. Making note of these facts, I looked at this book that has been the result–what I accomplished from all that sacrifice and hard work, and I feel it was well worth it! It has been pure joy and relief to be done with the writing, research, editing, formatting, and publishing for just that one thing. Saying I am really pleased with the final outcome and what the book has become is an understatement! 🙂

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Photo by CS Sherin. Roses, Seattle WA, 2016.

 

NEW SERVICES!
Now that I am ~ free ~ to pursue my work and leisure in new and proven ways, I have been busy as a bee at the end of Summer…getting this website ready and in order, so that I may begin offering my services again! That time is here. So, this is the big launch! Spread the word, as you do.

When you have time to look around, you will see: the Wild Clover Astrology Reports & Consultations, and the Wild Clover Spiritual Care Services featuring holistic support, guidance, dream work, and general self-care and enrichment. I have worked hard to make the online services user-friendly. When you do take a look I welcome and appreciate any feedback you have for me. Appointments will be via Zoom conference call, which can be over the phone or via video conference call online. Many of the in-depth astrology reports are sent via email that can be in addition to personal consultations. The first appointment you make for Spiritual Care with me is a free 30 minute consultation, so you have nothing to lose! 🙂 If you are not sure about these services or want to know more about them, check out the About Wild Clover Astrology page, and the About Chandra page, which elaborates on it all. If you are still left with questions, don’t hesitate to message me!

Later this Fall, I will be adding photography and art by my husband and me to our Etsy shop, Wild Clover Designs. We are eager to get to it! My husband, Jeff, is a musician and artist. His art is very often some form of collage, and he is inspired by retro designs and fringe art approaches, like Dada-ism. It will be interesting!

Me and my husband next to some really great street art in Oak Park, IL. August 2018. Photo by: Samara Sherin

 

THE PRESENT MOMENT
The present moment is all we ever have. Today is all we ever have. We don’t ever have the past or the future. They are both alive to some extent in our thoughts and being, but what we really truly have is now. And what is happening now. Not what we know is happening in the world in different places. What is happening now for you, around you, to you. That is all there is to be with and deal with. If you have power and mobility to do something for someone else now, and you have the energy and resources to, then your present moment includes a longer reach than many.

For many of us, the present moment is breathing, being, and responding to what is in the space around us in the best ways possible. For some that knowing is a relief. For some that knowing is a full plate of work to do. The present moment asks for us to contribute our most precious and valuable currency–our presence. Being present is to place your attention/being/energy in one place–awake and there. What are you giving that currency, your presence, to? Yourself, loved ones, friends, clients, animal companions, nature, your phone, or…something else? The best we can do is refresh ourselves and our presence in each today and present moment, so that we are able to contribute that precious currency in the best and most important ways. Sometimes all we have energy for is a meal and a nap. We are animals too. We human animals have to find a balance of need, want, creating, and being.

For those who depend on us, we have added responsibility to remember to be present at important times. The gift of pure presence is that it is not just our thoughts, not just our feelings, not just our body. It is all of those, and none of those dominating. Presence is without judgement, but it is aware. Presence is without overt emotions, but it is compassionate. Presence is the body being there, being totally there–without a wandering mind, or split attention, or body language that shuts others out. Being present can bring about amazing things without any wisdom uttered, or questions asked. Being truly present can be healing for self and others. The heart and mind work together. The body is listened to and becomes a beacon of energy presence. Stopping unrestrained thoughts in favor of making space to be and breathe, makes room for Goodness to happen. I bring this up, because as I tell you all the news, I call to mind what is most important. I do know this news I am telling you is important too. But, in the deepest of ways, in these times that numb the mind, bear down on the spirit, and break the heart, this paragraph is key. Well, the present moment and good humor. I always like to remember humor, and music, and movement. If you were to ask me, Chandra, what do you feel are the highest forms of creative expression for a human, I would say I want to limit the answer to the arts, and say: certain kinds of humor, comedy and comedians; some forms of dance; some forms of music. The right forms of those have the power to free us, in all the right ways.

Art by Wm. Morris, 1860-66, PD.

LOOKING FORWARD
We look forward to plan, to build, to dream, to meet, to move forward. Looking forward, as long as we are not obsessed, is natural and fine, just like looking to the past. In fact, understanding and remembering the past is essential to moving forward into the future in the best ways. We don’t want to get stuck in the past, or be on a repeating loop of unfortunate patterns on into the future. We do need to make new and different choices. We need to take well-thought out and reasonable risks, we need to make sure that we don’t keep repeating what is comfortable and familiar, just because it is that. At this time we are being called to remember, learn, be, move forward, and do and create something new. Each moment is new and depending on us to be true to who we are, and to trust the flow of being and creating. Looking forward can be like seeds we plant for our best hopes and goals. I am looking forward to how we can solve our biggest challenges, and stand up for kindness, equity, peace, health, and common decency. I know we can. Certainly now is the time to speak up, act, and do all that each of us can, each in our own best ways.

Those were broad and big statements. The smaller bit of looking forward, for my part, is this: I am really looking forward to connecting with you and hearing how you are, and hopefully sharing some of my new services with you! Thank you for checking in, do look around when you have time, and stay tuned for more fun and good things to come.

all my best,

Chandra
Wild Clover

 

 

 

Poetry Month: Daily Poetry~Week Four Summary

Daily Poetry For Poetry Month, Week Four Summary
By CS Sherin
April 28 2018

Lilac Buds, end of April 2018Photo by: CS Sherin

This concludes this fun series of daily poetry that I began in honor of poetry month. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I have. I love the discipline of the haiku. I have been writing poetry since I was 13 years old, but have rarely had a regular practice of parameters like the sonnet or the haiku. It is worth doing! In mid-life now, writing poetry is as joyful and mysterious a flow as ever–and even more satisfying. Poetry, at its best, is a voice of truth unspoken, inspiration, and the voice of the soul. Thank you for listening to mine.

April 23
One inch closer to
my goals. Meanwhile this world has
lost its mind alright.

April 24
Everything shifts with
weeding, letting go. Garden
of what is real now.

April 25
Dreams are riddles
decoded in patterns of
the following day.

April 26
What do you like so
much that you want to chase it?
And what chases you?

April 27
Perpetual waves
of ocean, sun rise daily—
our love, enduring.

April 28
That weight is gone like
heavy snows melted turning
into bright lit Spring.

April 29
The kids frolic as
we step into our deeper
selves of skylark too.

April 30
I know the dragon
that bites you. For she bit me
too…insomnia.

CS Sherin, WildClover.org 2018©

The Poetry Month Series by CS Sherin, links:
Week One | Week Two | Week Three | Week Four (current page)

Poetry Month: Daily Poetry~Week Three Summary

Daily Poetry For Poetry Month, Week Three Summary
By CS Sherin
April 22, 2018; Earth Day

I have been writing daily poetry and sharing it on FB and Twitter to honor my inner muse, poetry month, and the voice of the soul–which is a salve of relief for the spirit. I have been disciplining myself by doing daily haiku, with the exception of a couple. Today, as this practice converged with Earth Day, I decided to try writing a sonnet. And that is what I did! –with love for poetry, creativity, goodness, and Earth.

April 14
There were ten eagles
soaring high above our house.
I slept well that night.

April 15
Letting go of old
pain and mistakes hurts yet it
ends and is healing.

April 16
Writing over old
programs deletes them. I use
song and word sunshine.

April 17
Migrating birds have come,
singing, eating worms. Melting
snow reveals deep mud.

April 18
THE MUD IS DEEP
under the snow
even though it will
snow more–
past mid-April
as it is.
Robins are still finding worms,
birds are still singing
lilting melodies above our heads,
visitors passing through still
arrive and stay awhile,
squirrels still gather to play
and scrounge for morsels.
The pelicans have come
to our great river
with their
compelling size, unmistakable
beaks with impossible folding
pouches that can hold
three gallons of water–
who soar in slow motion glory on
the highest of winds…
The sun will emerge
the snow will melt
it will flood the rivers
as the marshes begin to arise
teeming with life.
Life will course back
into the greening of the
trees, buds will break open
into the miraculous unexplainable
beauty that are flowers.
As we persevere and breathe in
and out without trying,
we will continue to bring
cause and effect upon ourselves
and this Earth.
We will continue to form our
own realities whether we
take responsibility for ourselves
or not. As for me,
where I am torn, I am set on mending.
Where I fell, there are scars–
evidence of the ability to heal.
Invisible hard work done
in inner winter
floods into Spring
and Spring does come
inside
and then out
one way
and then
another.

April 19
Maple blossoms have
emerged, along with the sun
and real warmth, waxing.

April 20
Uninvited joy—
what a welcome guest! It comes
with sunshine and warmth.

April 21
A.I. think we are
pretending to be human.
Are they mistaken?

April 22, Earth Day
Over twenty years ago, I walked the gravelled marsh trails alone.
Today the paved marsh trails were teeming with people and each phone.
People with big cameras waited to capture the beauty there.
Wood ducks, coots, great blue herons, geese, teals, egrets, and turtles fair.

Earth day for some means a business ploy.
Or to enjoy being out in Nature spotting birds so coy.
As we walked past countless active people, I saw beyond the brambles to down below,
so much garbage—styrofoam, plastic, and an entire garbage can in the water’s flow.

I looked with frustration as it was out of my reach.
All the toxins in our marsh, with chemicals that leach.
Noticing the joy of us all enjoying warm weather, and at the same time,
so many ignoring the signs of our negative impacts that just don’t rhyme.

Earth day is every day as long as we live and breathe.
I hope we each can awaken to a daily Earth day before we leave.

by CS Sherin, WildClover.org 2018© 

Poetry Month: Daily Poetry~Week Two Summary

Poetry Month: Daily Poetry~Week Two Summary, April 7th to April 13th
By CS Sherin
April 13, 2018

Photo by: CS Sherin, 2010

Here are my daily poems I wrote this week in honor of Poetry Month (April 2018). All of them are haiku except for April 12th. Enjoy! In case you missed last week’s daily poetry summary, click here. 

April 7
When I dream I save
everyone, and when I
wake, I save myself.

April 8
Awake, we trade in
a veritable tomb of
doing, for being.

April 9
Emptiness can be
hunger, thirst, a place to start,
space for something new.

April 10
It remains too cold
for April. Awakening
happens anyway.

April 11
Remember active
conscious love, unlimited,
unconditional.

April 12
Little bird
high up in the bare tree branches
sings a song all her own
alluring, sweet, varied—
in the dreary cold
she shares a bright song
of warm sunny days
coming.
I believe her.

April 13
Your heart is so big–
mighty and tender. Love is
what you are made of.

CS Sherin (Chandra S Sherin), WildClover.org 2018©

Bee Photography

Bee Photography
by Chandra S Sherin

The following are some examples of my bee photography. I re-started my passion for nature photography in 2010, and it started with bees on flowers. Flowers and bees remain some of my favorites to look at through the lens to see what is revealed. I have great love for bees, and wish to inspire others to appreciate and protect them, as well as create environments that support them. Bees are dedicated pollinators and the more I learn about them, the more interesting they are, and the more of my respect they garner. I can’t wait until this Spring really begins waking up the first flowers to feed the bees with, like dandelions. The following photos were first posted to my Instagram account (@Chan_Dreams) unless otherwise noted.

“Upside-Down Bee” 2017, Chandra S Sherin photography
“Bee Flying To White Rose” 2017, Chandra S Sherin photography
“Bee And Green Bee Pollinating” 2017, Chandra S Sherin photography
“Bee Covered In Pollen” 2016, Chandra S Sherin photograph
“Bee Tongue” 2012, CS Sherin photography, not previously published on Instagram
“Three Bees” 2017, Chandra S Sherin photography, previously published in the book Recipe For A Green Life
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“Bee At International Friendship Gardens” 2017, Chandra S Sherin photography

 

Chandra S Sherin (CS Sherin), WildClover.org 2018©

Poetry Month: Daily Poetry~Week One Summary

Poetry Month: Daily Poetry~Week One Summary, April 1st to April 6th
By CS Sherin
April 6, 2018

To celebrate poetry month I have been writing daily haiku! It is fun! Remember, poetry is the language of the soul. It is nourishment, a salve–it is necessary on regular days, it is essential on trying days.

Poetry became a part of my practice at age thirteen. It simply flowed from me. My mother was astonished. I accepted it without question. Because people are not always so open to poetry, I have most often kept it private. Now that I am middle-aged, I seek to share my poetic voice more. And, I do have a couple of books written, waiting to be published! I keep the poetry that comes from me sacred. I share it with love.

Words have power to unite, divide, heal, free, enlighten. Poetry takes that power into a naked truth that illuminates what is unspoken, and what we long to express and hear.

Happy poetry month!

April 1 2018
Is the joke that we
wait for a magic that is
already herein?

April 2
She embodies all
love I’ve known so far.
Bright daughter, magic.

April 3rd
Whenever we kiss,
the snow melts a bit.
Endless Spring love, Jeff.

April 4th
With all of the snow
we could build a snow person
who could melt this Spring.

April 5th
Rejection stings me.
Relentless persistence is
what the cat taught me.

April 6th
When nothing makes sense
the only thing that matters
is breath, movement, love.

Chandra S Sherin (CS Sherin), WildClover.org 2018©

Retrospective: Past Works, Part 10

Past Works, Part 10: Paintings, Illustrations of 2015
Chandra S Sherin
April 5th, 2018

This is the conclusion to this 10 part retrospective series featuring various examples of works of art I have created from 1998 and onward.

Posts will return to a more current portfolio of works starting next week. You will find my artist statement here. Go to the bottom of this post for links to the previous posts in this Retrospective series.

This series closes with some vivid colors and fantasy themed illustrations in the form of acrylic paintings with ink that I created in 2015. If there is a piece from this series that you are interested in, please contact me and I will let you know if it is available, and in what format. Here they are:

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Close up of the “Bee Goddess,” acrylic on canvas with ink, 2015. Chandra S Sherin

 

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“How I Feel Riding Bike,” watercolor and ink on paper, 2015. Chandra S Sherin

 

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“Fire Faery,” acrylic and ink on canvas, 2015. Chandra S Sherin

 

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“Forest Faery-Angel With Robin,” acrylic and ink on canvas, 2015. Chandra S Sherin

 

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“Purple Lotus,” acrylic and ink on canvas, 2015. Chandra S Sherin

 

CS Sherin, WildClover.org 2018©

Chandra S Sherin Art, Retrospective Series Links:
One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | 10 (current page)

Retrospective: Past Works, Part Nine

Past Works, Part 9: 2004 and 2011-14 Paintings
Chandra S Sherin Art
March 30, 2018

This will be the second to last installment of the retrospective on my past art. Then we will move on to an ongoing portfolio of my nature photography and more current drawings.

Today starts with a painting I did from 2004 that is a part of my personal collection, and then on into the 2011-2014 period.

“My Baby Bumps Her Daddy’s Lips,” completed in 2004, acrylic on canvas. Chandra S Sherin (private collection)

 

“Creation Holds Great Mystery,” mixed media on canvas, 2011. Chandra S Sherin

 

“Spirit Nude,” portrait, acrylic on canvas, 2013. Chandra S Sherin

 

“Pattern Soul Flower,” acrylic and ink on canvas, 2014. Chandra S Sherin

 

CS Sherin, WildClover.org 2018©

Retrospective: Past Works, Part Eight

Past Works, Part 8: Illustration, 2007
Chandra S Sherin
March 22, 2018

I am particularly fond of this little cartoon I drew in 2007. It is about a beloved cat, no longer with us, who we called Boris. Boris was an extraordinary cat, and I remember him with great love. This cartoon was inspired by his passion, spirit, and dreams in his early years with us (after he had healed from earlier traumas before we adopted him). Narration and drawings are by me, CS Sherin. The cartoon’s title is:
“Boris’s Dream.”

Boris’s Dream by CS Sherin, 2007: Boris is dreaming….
Boris is dreaming of stalking a cute little bird with an alluring tail. It is an easy catch…
Boris is dreaming of eating the bird. He eats the bird whole and it goes down easily right into his stomach….
Boris is dreaming that the bird is alive in his stomach and has gifted him with a golden egg. Boris is proud….
Boris dreams that the egg hatches and something wonderful flies up from the egg in one effortless swoop….Boris is so pleased…..
Boris is dreaming: A kitten with wonderful wings has hatched from the egg! Boris couldn’t be happier! He has always wanted to fly like the birds. He always thought that maybe if he ate one, he would be able to fly too.
Boris wakes up suddenly from his dream of the bird, the egg, and the cat with wings. He is surprised! He sits with the joy of the dream and begins to purr.

In fond memory of the brave and valiant Boris William, the cat.
THE END 🙂

CS Sherin, WildClover.org 2018©