It has been awhile since I have written on here. A lot has gone on and have been life lessons. Which all have streangthend my expression of painting.
My 6 year old Guide dog suddenly became very ill and with in one week, I had to retire him. I love you D.J.! I became depressed and stopped going out of my home. I “heard” D.J. tell me, let me go daddy, and paint me!” I did, and have not stopped expressing and the depression has lifted, and only great memories are left.
Blessings,
Yonah
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Namaste:
The last time I wrote, I said, “I was taking two years off from painting.” Well, that lasted about eight months.
My beautiful Guide Dog D. J. became ill and had to be retired very suddenly and I was feeling shocked and depressed. I know myself well enough that paintingis my theorpy. The week D.J. was given back to the Guide dog School for more testing and a retirement home. I was offered three different art shows to do. That was another sign my painting days were not over.
There have been changes with my vision. That is fine, there is more to teach and help otherswith physical challenges.
Blessings,
Yonah
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We have been in our new home for about 2 months now. We LOVE it! A space has become a home.
I am doing well with not painting. I am in the midsts of starting a new artistic expression. More to come. I will ALWAYS express in art.
The other day we hung the paintings I kept in my private collection. It feels so good to be surrouded in the art and serenity.
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There have been the appearances of many changes around here, and in my vision. I thought it was time to share about them.
Michael and I are moving and are excited about the new adventures and energy.
I am a Spiritual Being going through Human experiences. With that said, it appears my vision has had a big change to the “blurry side.”
I have decied to take a sebbatical from painting for a time to re-group. God and I are in the midst of creating new styles for me to paint, and I am going to focus on my Psychic gifts and Readings. Also it is time to write my life story.
I will take time to see the new, wonderful experiences that are unfolding, and I am always available to talk about the wide range of topics I have spoken previously.
I would like to give many thanks for those who have read and continue to read my blog. Also special thanks and Blessings to my Partner Michael, Mary Beth and Rosita my Church Family.
Insightful Blessings,
Yonah
I have 2 LARGE canvesses that are still in their wrappers, though I see finished paintings when I look at them. I am getting paint later today.
I will describe them when paint to canvess is done. One of the paintings name is “Done that, don’t have to do it again.”
Blessings to all,
Yonah
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I appologize to you and E.
Richest Blessings,
Yonah
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Dear Rex:
I woke up this morning thinking your power over took me with your “test” and the words you said to me.
After waking up, I litterally woke up. Your testing if I were really blind and the things you said has absolutely nothing to do with me and all about you. Those were your choices and actions not mine.
I have taken back my POWER and I forgive you.
I pray with all my heart that your family and friends will never be “tested” by you.
May God be with them and you.
Yonah
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Hello Everyone:
It has been a wild week in many aspects of my life. I felt it was impotant I share my experience with others.
I had a person in my life that I considered a best friend. For this writing I will be using the name “Rex” which is not his true name.
This past Tuesday Rex and I went to the market. I was holding a canister of coffee with my left hand and my right hand on his shoulder for him to guide me.
We were just generally talking, and all of a sudden he said, “I am now going to walk you into a pole.” Before I could think he was kidding, BOOM I was walked into a fire extinguisher, that was connected to a pole holding up the roof.
In shock, I said, Rex, you did that on purpose! His responce was, Yes, I did. No other reason was said at that point.
When we got home, my hand was red and in pain. I asked him, Why did you do that? Rex’s response was, “I had to make sure it was ‘real’.” I said, what was real? He said, “Your blindness.” Rex continued to explain that he had to test me, “his word” to see if I would of jumped around the pole, or if I would walk into it. Because if I had moved around the pole, I was faking my blindness and milking the social security system. I know this sounds ludicrus, this was Rex’s explanation.
That evening, I had a panic attack because the pain in my hand was so extreme. The next day Michael, my partner took me to the ER and my left wrist is sprained. At first the Doctor thought it had been broken. The Doctor consulted with another doctor and it is sprained. This is my painting hand, the hand I use for my Guide dog, my dominant hand. I am now in a splint and a sling.
Needless to say, Rex is no longer in my life. I Bless you Rex, to the highest and furtherest good away from me.
My speciffic reason on sharing this experience was not out of spite or vengence. I grew up in a family that I was physically and emotionally abused. At the age of 5 I did not have the power or the intelect to say to my abusers, “stop this, this is wrong.” I am 46 now, and I do have the power to express this is wrong and tell Rex to get the hell out of my life.
The other main reason I wrote about this. If there is anyone who is reading this who is going through an abusive realationship, man or woman, you do not have to stay in it. You CAN bring the POWER from within and stop it. And, there are SO many outlets to help you as well. From googling “how to get help if I am being battered” to talking to your Doctor, your Spiritual advisor or to the Police. I give this same advice to those who may be doing the abusing, man or woman.
When Rex made his choice to assault me, I first went into the mode, “he says he will change, maybe he had a bad day.” Those thoughts came from my childhood. Justifying my family members doing what they did. The bottom line is, what they did, and Rex did was WRONG and NO justification will make it right.
I give thanks for those who read this passage. Please remember for those who maybe going through simular situations as I did, YOU ARE NOT ALONE! There is help, you just have to extend your hand and know you are worthy of help.
In closing I must thank my Partner Michael, Brenda, my two Mom’s and the woman who I consider my Sister standing by my side.
Richest Blessings,
Yonah
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I give thanks to Marybeth and DARS for getting this web page up and who would think, I am blogging now!
I have been asked to do a documentary of my life and my art. Also an elementary school has asked me to do an assembly about people being different than all others, and not allowing “you can’t do that” be a part of their lives.
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You can Google Retinitis Pigmentosa for a wide range of pages that explain what it is from a medical stand point, and how to explain it to children what RP is.
At the age of 6, I still remember the rain hitting the windshield and my mother crying, but trying not to as we were coming home from a full day at Juile Stien Eye Institute in Southern California. My father not speaking at all.
Up until then, I was known as the trouble maker of my neighborhood and school. I would walk into people, things and at Halloween I would kick the pumpkins.
So my parents took me to an Eye Specialist. My mothers brother was blind, but they did not know what from.
After examining me, the Dr. wrote on a piece of paper “Retinitis Pigmentosa” and gave it to my parents. My mother’s first words were well fix him. The Dr. said he is already legally blind from it.
When we finally got home my father who was a well established artist and producer of T.V. commercials took me to his art studio and sat me at his drawing board. In cartoon style he drew me, my sister and our dog. Then proceeded to draw lines to show how my sister could see me, and the dog at the same time. Then for me, the lines showed I could only see my sister and not the dog, unless I moved my head down. He told me that a part of my eye “Retina” was not like everyone elses. Mine was like a dried up orange peal. His was smooth as glass.
He then held me and asked me to make a promice to him. That I would express any feelings about my eyes through art. Not to store my feelings deep inside of me.
I am 46 now, I never broken that promise to him. I have never stopped my expressions through art. What a gift he gave me that rainy nite, and I continue giving insperation to others.
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Eric C. Peterson 