Author: Regina

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Our spine and the dolls

It is beautiful how the dolls all together remind us our vertebrae, this solid but flexible structure that sustains our body. I love the way the work is developing. At this moment I am learning that we are connected like vertebrae.

We know that our spine communicates all the informations from our brain to the entire body, physiologically speaking. In psychological terms our back carries the unconscious life which can be full of emotions from our past including our ancestry. Eastern traditions say that our spine is the energetic pathway which links the divine with the material world.

I feel that humankind is suffering of terrible back pain, perhaps we insist to live disconnected from each other, from our ancestors and from our spiritual nature. Each vertebra-doll has a heart which will help us to relief our back pain and to learn to be in peace with the unseen world. Let’s make more and more dolls!

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Quantum physics and the dolls

I wrote this lines below beginning 2012:

I guess this project has to do with the theory of quantum physics which says that through the mind there is an instantaneous communication. The limits imposed on material bodies through their physical separation are not there for the mind. So making these dolls here in the UK will allow someone in any place on the planet to be touched by the intentions of who is making them. All positive thoughts and feelings will go to every person through this process. Love knows its own way. It will know where to go in the planet. You can just imagine the doll as the representation of humankind. The moment you feel your own heart beating, you will connect with life and in this process you are sending love to our partners on the Earth.

It still seems to me a good way to think about the project.

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The weekend at Southbank Centre, London UK

We spent this last weekend, 25 and 26 October 2014, in Southbank Centre London with the dolls at the D&D Arts and Sports in Education: Luxury or a necessity? How do we build an education system we really want?

Ginnie, Brendan, Rosalie, Lucy, Susy, Simon, Jenny, Matilda, Riddley, Henrietta, Mel, Andrew and Li joined us. They put hearts into the dolls and finished to sew them.

We had a meditation moment – we found out our own pulse and we concentrated on the beats of our own hearts.

We made 26 dolls in total.

Some comments:

‘Fantastic project, from heart to heart. Good luck!’

‘The dolls caught my eye, dreams from pillows is lovely hopeful message. Relaxing experience with healing potential for an uncertain future’

‘Lovely meditation!’

‘Lovely peaceful workshop. Nice to take 5 minutes out of a busy day to do something creative’

‘We need to put the heart in the right place’

‘Beautiful and emotional that chat with Regina about love, mothering, astrology and life. Thank you! I sewed 4 dolls!’

‘It was not easy to find my own pulse on my wrist when I finally found it on my neck. I enjoyed the texture of white ‘cloud of dreams’, thank you!’

‘Your project remind me of both Reike and Vordun with the dolls as a vessel for my pulse bringing life to the dolls heart. I wonder if the corresponding being will have been remotely charged in the moment. Thank you Regina – I enjoyed a meditative time participating here!’

This last comment reminded me my first thoughts about the project when I used quantic physics to try to understand what I am doing. I wrote some lines about it beginning 2012, see the post above.

I am very grateful once more for the amazing generous D&D people and for everybody who participated in the workshop, thank you!

 

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Paintings inspired by the dolls

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This is one of the first paintings of the series inspired by the dolls. I painted them in January and February 2013 when I started  making dolls more regularly. In March 2013 I started the series ‘Threads’ which I have been developing up to this moment.

These paintings, pen on paper,  reminds us bones, stones, teeth, eggs, light…

The moon was approaching my paintings as well, in some of them it appears almost full. It took me over a year to realize it.

When I cut papers to make full moons necklaces and place them over each other, they bring me these paintings.

Recently I also realised that when the dolls are queuing they look like our back bones, our vertebrae. You can visit Vertebrae page. The last painting of this series shows a sequence that reminds us vertebrae as well. I called it vertebrae houses.

I am amazed with all connections.

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Full moon and paintings inspired by the dolls

The moon was approaching me through my paintings as well.

I didn’t notice while I was painting them almost two years ago.

When I cut papers to make full moons and place them over each other, they remind us my paintings inspired by the dolls.

It was all there. I can see now.

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Vertebrae

My first vision was to make dolls in our bone’s colour.

Now I place them queuing and they remind us vertebrae.

It is amazing how it was all there since the very beginning.

I took this photo in June 2014.

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Objective and moral truth

Scientists are finding out the bridge between Buddhism and Psychology. Professor Wright at university of Princeton says ‘the alignment between the objective truth and the moral truth is itself a kind of unseen order at a very deep level’.

When I heard that, I felt a mixture of hope and joy.

Science is reaching something amazing and close to the multilayered realities that I am used to dealing with in my astrological practice.

It might take some time but I know we are all going to be happier in the future. We will know as much as we will love.

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Tread softly because you thread my dreams

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with the golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and half-light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

by W.B. Yeats