Web Site: http://wildcelticrose.net

Bio: ~ L. Lisa Lawrence, aka The Wild Celtic Rose, is an artist based on Tacoma's Hilltop working in fire, dance, theater, written/spoken word, mixed media, fiber and photography. As an ordained minister and facilitator of earth based spirituality groups, she can also create and officiate unique wedding, commitment and handfasting ceremonies as well as other rites of passage.

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    Equinox…

    September 22nd, 2017

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    August Postcard Poetry Fest, err… Project 2017

    September 5th, 2017

    As the August Postcard Poetry Fest, err… Project, comes to an end (thank goodness for procrastinators and bonus cards-the mail isn’t boring yet) many of us like to reflect on and publish what we’ve written.

    August POetry POstcard Fest

    We had some bonus inspiration on the 21st of the month this year with the solar eclipse, many of us wrote poems on that day and/or bought the cool eclipse postal stamps that look like a sun in totality until the warmth of your thumb reveals the sun beneath the black disk.

    This year, I decided to do Haiku. For those of my friends/readers who are not poets, Haiku is a Japanese poetry form, most often with a 5-7-5 syllable pattern. It’s incredibly challenging to properly express thought/emotions/concepts with so few words and such restrictions. Challenge accepted.

    This year, instead of coming up with a theme (other than Haiku, which I guess was a theme) I decided to let the postcard be my inspiration.

    last year, I created a single watercolor postcard that I printed copies of, but it was kind of boring to just have one card. This year I thought I’d print up four or so.

    Instead, I decided to grab up all of the postcards I’d been using for practice and then paint enough to complete the fest, err… project…

    Some of my cards were pretty crude technique practice that I wasn’t about to toss because those Strathmore cards aren’t cheap, and some I liked. I figured that since it’s about the poetry, folks wouldn’t mind amateur watercolor; At least I didn’t buy them at Walgreens (not that there’a anything wrong with that) As I stated to the group when I came up with this idea, “at least I was feeling something when I painted them”)

    I got all 31 cards out in the intended time frame as well as 13 bonus cards sent to random participants (to several of the international participants who often don’t get as many cards, friends I’ve made through the fest and one side project)

    So here is 2017 amateur watercolor inspired Haiku…

    Mermaid – Aug 1

    Song of the siren
    Dangerous yet beautiful
    Draws you to the rocks

    Jaw – Aug 2

    Skull found on the ground
    Gnawed on by small animals
    From death comes new life

    Jellyfish – Aug 3

    Iridescent float
    Mesmerizing, yet deadly
    Gaze from a distance

    Coffee – Aug 4 (there is a legit coffee stain on the card)

    Must find energy
    Nectar of the sacred bean
    Morning ritual

    Starfish – Aug 5

    Lying on the pier
    Fleshy bits exposed to gulls
    Tossed back in the sea

    Spring blooms – Aug 6

    Weary of the cold
    Rain and gloom so oppressing
    buds promise rebirth

    Chicken – Aug 7

    Scratching and Pecking
    Their antics are so silly
    Hope to make you smile

    Solstice – Aug 8

    And so it begins
    sultry days getting shorter
    Summer is fleeting

    Do Fish have lips? – Aug 9

    Rising to the top
    hungry lips emerge
    hoping to be fed

    Plant Sex – Aug 10

    Pistils ripe, swollen
    Stamens shamelessly displayed
    Plants say, let’s get laid

    Black Eyed Susan – Aug 11

    Colorful surprise
    cheerfully wave in the breeze
    bringing summer joy

    Seastacks – Aug 12

    Ancient sentinels
    Carved by the wind and water
    wearing down each day

    Berries –  Aug 13

    Guarded by sharp thorns
    juicy treats burst in the mouth
    for those who are brave

    Seahorse – Aug 14

    Pregnant papa swims
    preparing to birth the young
    Gender role of note

    Daisies – Aug 15

    Please do not eat them
    Old enough to understand?
    Four boys and a dog

    Crow – Aug 16

    There is a murder
    in the tree in my backyard
    raucous and noisy

    Lavender – Aug 17

    Fragrance in the breeze
    wafts along the city street
    so sweet and calming

    Amanita – Aug 18

    Psychedelic trip
    hidden on the forest floor
    deadly indulgence

    Sunflowers – Aug 19

    Garden attraction
    stately and magnificent
    beauty and bird food

    Butterfly – Aug 20

    Metamorphosis
    emerging from the darkness
    life is short, fly free

    River – Aug 21

    From the greatest heights
    flowing, changing the landscape
    down to the ocean

    Orca – Aug 22

    Fins break the surface
    glistening as they frolic
    a joy to behold

    Lupine – Aug 23

    A chill in the air
    as summer begins to fade
    they will not give up

    Crocus – Aug 24

    Snow still on the ground
    Pop! There is its lovely face
    a spring harbinger

    Two trees – Aug 25

    Town where I grew up
    guarded by high sentinels
    gracing the hilltop

    Cold water – Aug 26

    Friend from out of town
    Oh sweetie, we don’t swim here
    we just look at it

    Sequoia – Aug 27

    Towering above
    reaching up to the heavens
    inspiring all

    Faerie Moon – Aug 28

    In the dark of night
    there is much that is unseen
    mysteries unfold

    Bird – Aug 29

    Gracefully takes flight
    it escapes our earthly bonds
    oh to have that gift

    Storm – Aug 30

    A change in the air
    the sky, alive and roiling
    almost upon us

    Fire – Aug 31

    Glow in the distance
    destruction is imminent
    as is rebirth


    Bonus Cards

    1 –Rainbow Peace – part of the #dearyoungperson project sent to young people in Charlottesville Virginia after the violence.

    Dear young person.
    You are not alone
    The world shares your pain
    Is outraged on your behalf.
    We stand with with you and yours
    Hate, bigotry and violence will not win
    Because we stand with you
    You are not alone!

    2 – Forest Sunset

    By the campfire
    sun sinking below the hills
    illuminating

    3 – Waterfall

    Gently cascading
    mist and runoff quench plants thirst
    for water is life

    4 – Peach

    Winter down under
    this juicy august peach is
    a bit of summer

    5 – Wonderland

    Wilderness healing
    step by step, nature soothes souls
    The trail waits for us

    6 – Eclipse

    Anticipation
    waiting for totality
    blocked, yet it still shines

    7 – Cherry Tree

    City Oasis
    petals floating in the breeze
    falling like pink snow

    8 – Coast

    Eagles soar above
    azure waves crash against cliffs
    power and beauty

    9 – Skull

    In a dusty box
    what once flew across the skies
    serves to educate

    10 – Forest

    Shady darkness rules
    mushrooms, moss, cool scented air
    natures cathedral

    11 – Beach

    Life is chaotic
    a journey to the ocean
    heals the weary soul

    12 – Rainier

    The mountain is out
    describes fabulous weather
    she brings us great joy

    13 – Space

    My motivation
    missing, nowhere to be found
    Engulfed by black hole?

    [sigh]

    And thus ends another August filled with art, poetry and being excited about checking the mail.

    Next year, perhaps I’ll be able to do better than 13 bonus cards.


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    It is ALL of our Responsibility!!!

    August 18th, 2017

    Yesterday, I read a post from a friend, who is a POC stating that she was standing in her apartment crying; that is how stressful, fear inducing and overwhelming it is to be Black in America right now.

    I can’t imagine how terrifying it is to be: a person of color, Jewish, trans, gay, or a member of any other marginalized group right now. I’m sad, angry, depressed, frustrated, despondent, furious, disillusioned, overwhelmed and losing hope myself, and I don’t have to fear for my life/safety when I leave the house.

    I am calling out racism and bigotry everywhere I see it, from one on one conversations with fellow white people in hopes of making them understand that silence is violence, to writing/calling my congress critters, to donating money to organizations fighting for justice.

    For every person who is able to express how scared they are, how many more are suffering in silence?

    How many people who are just trying to live their lives feel this way and aren’t comfortable sharing it out?

    How can we as a nation allow this shit to continue?

    We MUST stand up against hate, we MUST stand up against discrimination. We as white people with privilege MUST use that privilege to dismantle the system that allows not only the overt displays of hatred and bigotry, but the underlying issues that cultivate it.

    The KKK, neo-Nazis, any group that is based in hate and superiority is a CANCER that has no place in the body of this country.

    Anyone or group that supports or makes excuses for these people, up to, including and especially the current occupant of the White House need to be shut down. No, there aren’t “many sides”. There are two sides, “right” and “wrong”.

    For those of you who “don’t want to be political”. That’s privilege right there because it doesn’t affect you personally.

    You want to respect/let people have their views because you’ve known them since 2nd grade? You’re part of the problem.

    You want to get out of taking action by claiming to support “free speech”? The first amendment does not protect speech that incites people to violence/to commit illegal acts.

    You need to SPEAK UP! To your friends, racist uncle, neighbors, and political representatives. Those who support hate need to be shunned. They need to know that they have no place in a civilized society and that we won’t suffer their attitudes/actions.

    Your silence allows this shit to continue, unchecked.

    Your silence is violence.

    Which brings me back to the beginning of this little missive.

    We all have friends who are hurting, scared, disenfranchised and who are being targeted by the hate that the current occupant of the White House has emboldened and empowered.

    While we need to keep fighting the big fight on all levels, we must not forget those who are suffering the most.

    Check in with them, tell them you love them, tell them you will fight for them. Don’t expect them to tell you how to do that, but listen if they do.


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    Update on the Ferry Park situation – and sign up for a meeting with the Sector 1 Lt.

    July 27th, 2017

    Because of everyone’s increasing vigilance and demands that the city pay attention, listen to us and take action, we now have a temporary stop gap in place with TPD SET patrols. They’ve been coming back at dark and clearing out the park.

    You can view the previous call to action here: http://wildcelticrose.net/blog/2017/07/25/tacomas-hilltop-out-of-control-take-action/

    The first night, there were confrontations and some attempted to goad the officers. They responded with humor and grace.

    Last night a crowd started gathering in the park in the late afternoon. A bit after sunset, TPD arrived and about half of the really bad players skulked off.

    Initially the rest just set up camp on the corner and it looked like another long night with 40+ people blocking the intersection, yelling, fighting, dealing drugs racing cars and spinning brodies in the intersection, but they finally wandered off

    I caught a bit of cell phone FB live feed… It’s public for now, but I’ll set it back to friends only once anyone who wants to look at it and/or save it has the chance.

    Typical night at Ferry Park. (not really typical, this is a much smaller crowd than usual)TPD came and ran them out of the park, but it appears they're going to hang out on the street corner and the numbers will grow, often to 40+ shit goes on until the wee hours of the morning… blocking the intersection and not letting people drive through. Also open drug dealing, fights and asshats spinning brodies in the intersection and racing up and down the streets.

    Posted by L. Lisa Lawrence on Wednesday, July 26, 2017

    you can actually save FB Live Feed videos by copying the url into a browser window, then changing the www into a m (for mobile) so the first part of the address would look like https://m.facebook.com

    Once you do that you have to play the video before right clicking to get the option to “save video as”. If you don’t hit play, you’ll only get the “save as” option and it won’t save in video format.

    It looks like the temporary measures are breaking the cycle, but we need a permanent plan.

    Lt. Standifer of TPD sector one has been instructed by his superiors to reach out and meet the community to talk about long term solutions. (something his predecessor Rob Jepson did regularly, he was awesome)

    A meeting will be scheduled very soon.

    He has asked for email addresses for those who would be interested in meeting about this issue and coming up with a long term plan.

    You can email your address to him and let him know you want to be at the meeting and/or receive notifications at LStandif@ci.tacoma.wa.us

    I am hoping that this means he will be better about listening to and working with community members.

    There’s only one way to find out….

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    Tacoma’s Hilltop, Ferry Park, S 14th St is Out Of Control! TAKE ACTION!!!

    July 25th, 2017

    The area on S 14th Street from MLK to Cushman is the current hot spot for narcotic trafficking, illegal explosives (can’t very well call this stuff fireworks) blocking the streets, fights and harassing people.

    Cars are regularly racing and spinning brodies in the street.

    This goes on well into the wee hours of the morning.

    For the last several weeks, one can not even drive down Sheridan Ave past S 14th St because the street is blocked by large crowds of people.

    I saw a group of young males literally chase a woman who was asking them to quiet down back into her house, sexually harassing her and telling her to “fucking get used to it.”

    This element now OWNS these streets and Ferry Park.

    The know they own it.

    If and when TPD shows up (they have been trying a little bit more lately once you can get past the people at South Sound 911) they are ineffective.

    They either just drive by, stop their cars without getting out, or contact one or two people and then leave with the problem still going on.

    Last night they left Ferry Park with 20 people still blocking the street, yelling, fighting, blasting music and drug dealing.

    On the rare occasion they actually break up a crowd, they never come back. These crowds know this and they return in greater numbers, bolder than before.

    We have been advised by our TPD CLO Martin Price to dial 911 because these narcotics trafficking groups were displaced from the Stop Mart.

    The reason for calling 911 is because it is a crime (usually multiple crimes) in progress and that’s the only way it gets recorded for statistical purposes. The folks at LESA/South Sound 911 are getting a bit better about taking the calls and not just blind transferring to the non-emergency number but it’s still a great exercise in frustration to try to deal with them (I sure they don’t like it any more than we do right now because we are freaked out and angry when we call and don’t have the details they want from us – Seriously, there are 40 people in the middle of the street, there is a fight, do you really think I’m going out there to get details as to who is doing what? Have the officers look for the huge, loud violent group of people in the middle of the street, it’s quite obvious from blocks away.

    The point is.

    This is being allowed to continue.

    It is getting worse not better.

    We are not getting any help (or sleep, or peace or feeling of safety in our own homes)

    Something needs to be done.

    It needs to be done NOW!

    Those of you who have lived here any length of time remember the beating death of Eric Towes.

    It’s only a matter of time before the drive by shootings increase again and/or someone is beaten to death, again.

    We must hold TPD and our alleged city leaders accountable.

    So here’s what we can do.

    Dial 911, tell them that CLO Martin Price has instructed that this be a 911 call and that these groups are known narcotics traffickers.

    Call every time. They won’t have documentation that it is a problem without the calls no matter how frustrating and time wasting they are.

    Contact your local CLOs https://www.cityoftacoma.org/government/city_departments/police/operations_bureau/community_policing_division/

    Contact your city council representatives http://www.cityoftacoma.org/government/city_council

    Take photos, better yet video, and post/send it to local media outlets.

    Tonight will be even worse than last night, so I’ll be taking video and hashtagging #tacoma #hilltop #unsafe #crime

    We MUST take action!


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    When Mothers’ Day Is Anything But Happy

    May 13th, 2017

    Tomorrow, mothers will be served breakfast in bed, taken out to brunch and children of all ages will happily send cards, flowers and good wishes to the women who raised them.

    Social media, well… all media will be filled with reminders of the day, stores will be filled with shoppers, restaurants will be overflowing with mothers and their children and even your local street corner may be occupied by someone selling mothers’ day flowers.

    It will be a day of love and happiness.

    But not for everyone.

    It will be a day of inescapable pain for many.

    Women who have tried to conceive and been unable

    Mothers who have lost children

    Those who have lost their mother

    Those who were abused or neglected by their mother

    Those who are estranged from their mother

    Yes, a woman who has been unable to conceive can adopt, but that doesn’t mean that they don’t feel a great loss and/or inadequacy for not being able to do what many traditions deem to be the most important and sacred duty for a woman. Add to that, the fact that the average cost of adoption in this country ranges from $34,093.00 to $39,966.00 which is a hefty debt to take on, on top of what it costs to raise a child and it’s not so simple or even possible for many.

    For a woman who has lost a child by miscarriage, illness, suicide or accident, Mothers’ Day is nothing but overwhelming pain, loss and (unfounded) guilt. We all expect to outlive our parents, but no one expects or should have to bury a child.

    While we all expect to outlive our parents, it doesn’t make that loss any less traumatic and life altering.

    Many more suffer in silence because they were neglected or abused by their mothers. It’s still considered taboo to speak about such things, and often when the victims of such behavior choose to share with those they trust, that trust is most often, albeit, unintentionally violated by well meaning but misguided advice to forgive and get over it. It’s not that simple or perhaps even possible, and if you are ever tempted to give that little nugget of advice to someone… Don’t.

    For those whose abusive, or neglectful mothers are still alive, they may have made the painful decision to sever ties for their physical and emotional health and that of their families. No matter how grievous the offenses against them and no matter how many other options were exhausted first, they are wracked with guilt and don’t need someone telling them that they should “reach out” on Mothers’ Day. Again, if you’re tempted to offer this advice… Don’t

    Those of you who are or still have their mothers, embrace that day, tell and show them how much you love them.

    If you are a mother, hug and kiss that child and tell them how much you love them and how proud you are of them (bonus if they are of an age where they pretend to hate it 😉

    None of us will begrudge you the happiness that we lost or were never afforded. We don’t want to ruin the day for you. If we care about you, we want you to have your happiness because we never know when life will change or end and that happiness is fleeting.

    I share this, in hope that you will not, in an effort to help, make this day harder on someone who is estranged from their mother or has bad memories of their mother.

    I share this because many people (far more than you would likely ever imagine) will be in pain tomorrow, most of them will not tell anyone how painful Mothers’ Day is for them out of fear of ruining the celebration for others and/or the fear of being judged and given unsolicited, inappropriate and damaging advice.

    I share this so they will know that their experiences and pain are valid and that they are not alone.

    ~L

     


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    I Adulted! A Morning After Tax Deadline Triumphant Oratorio

    April 19th, 2017

    I Adulted!
    A Morning after tax deadline tribute sung to the tune of the Halleluiah Chorus

    *My apologies to George Frideric Handel

     

     

     

     

     

    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!
    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!

    Filed just before the midnight deadline
    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!
    Filed just before the midnight deadline
    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!
    Filed just before the midnight deadline
    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!

    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!
    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!
    Filed just before the midnight deadline
    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!

    Filed just before the midnight deadline
    (I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!)
    I Adulted!

    The evil schedule C
    I have slain
    I am now triumphant
    Over tax forms
    Over tax forms

    And I won’t have to do this till next year
    And I won’t have to do this till next year
    And I won’t have to do this till next year

    And I won’t have to do this till next year

    The IRS can just go bite me I Adulted! I Adulted!
    You got my money but not my soul I Adulted! I Adulted!
    The IRS can just go bite me I Adulted! I Adulted!
    You got my money but not my soul I Adulted! I Adulted!
    The IRS can just go bite me I Adulted! I Adulted!
    Hey IRS
    You can just go and bite me

    No penalty
    No penalty
    No penalty
    IRS
    I have escaped your trap for one more year

    I stayed up late well past my bedtime
    Did the right thing I Adulted! I Adulted!
    I feel like crap and need lots of coffee

    IRS can go bite me
    IRS can go bite me
    I feel like crap and need lots of coffee

    but it was worth with, it was worth it so very worth it
    (IRS can go bite me)

    I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted! I Adulted!
    I Adulted!

     


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    Mourning the Loss of an Icon

    December 28th, 2016

    I’ve never been one to linger over the death of celebrities.

    Yes, I’ll feel sad, I’ll probably go to YouTube and watch a few videos, reminisce about what work of theirs I enjoyed and then move on with my life, because while yes, it is sad, I didn’t personally know them and I have limited time and energy.

    I’ve often been perplexed by the outpouring of extreme grief for someone the person who is despondent over the loss of doesn’t personally know; I’ve always felt that the excessive time energy and resources spent in mourning, would be better focused on people we know in real life; our friends, families and communities.

    I have always felt that “celebrity worship” in general was over the top and that we’d all do better to give more time and attention to the things and people who are in our real lives, every day.

    While some of it seems excessive to the point mental imbalance, I understand that characters in films or books become familiar and inspire us, and that those in the music industry literally created the soundtrack of our lives.

    As we get older, more and more of those who had impact on our lives die, some before their time. In many ways, these losses represent the death of our childhood, coming of age or other important times in our lives. It’s also a harsh reminder of our own mortality.

    The world is rapidly changing, people are more divided than they have ever been (in my lifetime) and many of us fear greatly for global political stability, the economy, the environment and those who are marginalized and often victimized in our society and it’s natural for the loss of something that helped us through hard times or inspired us to have a significant impact when we’re already sad, stressed and worried.

    I noticed something interesting with the latest loss of a well known and beloved person. Not only was her work and her most beloved character being mourned, but she was being mourned as a real person, not just a character, a person who did good work on behalf of others, who used her celebrity status to help fight the stigma of mental illness, who was a feminist role model for young women and was a tireless advocate for others.

    For myself, when I feel the loss of anyone, be they a family member, a neighbor or someone whose art influenced my life, I am going to carry what they meant to me and stood for out into the world.

    For carrying on their work, shouting their message to the rooftops and making sure that their struggles and hard work were not in vain is the best way to honor their lives and death.

     


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    Holiday Greetings and end of year slide show

    December 16th, 2016

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    I Weep, I Will…

    November 9th, 2016

    I do not weep for myself…

    I weep for those whose very lives depend on subsidized health care

    I weep for couples in same sex marriages

    I weep for people of color

    I weep for those who are transgender

    I weep for young girls being treated as objects to be judged, groped and abused

    I weep for young boys being raised in a culture of toxic masculinity

    I weep for young women who rely on community clinics for birth control and reproductive health care

    I weep for refugees

    I weep for those of non-Christian faiths

    I weep for those sent to war for profit

    I weep for the environment

    Do not mistake my tears for weakness.

    They are part of a process

    With every tear, my heart fills with new resolve.

    I WILL make a difference

    I will feed people who are hungry

    I will defend people who are persecuted and bullied

    I will empower those who feel powerless

    I will counter your hate with love

    For every hateful act you commit or condone, I will act in kindness

    For every person you abuse or marginalize, I will lift someone up

    For every curse you utter, I will sing a praise

    Love will win

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    L. Lisa Lawrence November 9th, 2016

     


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