Ellen Addison

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Life plays like a movie for the psychic – there are moment when you know what is coming or at the vey least you can gues...
09/15/2021

Life plays like a movie for the psychic – there are moment when you know what is coming or at the vey least you can guess and other moments when you are caught completely off guard.

A dark cloud threatens overhead. The dark cloud is consumed with fear and worry. I do not know how to take my eyes from ...
09/14/2021

A dark cloud threatens overhead.

The dark cloud is consumed with fear and worry. I do not know how to take my eyes from the cloud as I attempt to determine how close the cloud exists in proximity to me.

I know that making friends with those thoughts that are in the cloud requires energy and I do not know that I have the energy to make more friends.

Fear and doubt are all consuming.

Conflicts in thinking exists in the cloud as the cloud is void of absolute solutions.

I imagine another part of me stands outside of me and asks “what is the matter with you? Why do you focus on the cloud?” My response is this; “the cloud is full of unknowns, I am observing the twists and the turns, the integrate details intertwined in the cloud.”

We stand together, watching as the cloud morphs before our very eyes and turns to rain. The drops of inequality dropping in pellets large enough to cause welts if standing without cover.

“Is an umbrella enough?” The part of me that understands my agitated mind asks. “For now,” I say, “for now.”

As a psychic artist, I do not believe I can say anything that would adequately describe my process; as a writer, I am ch...
09/09/2021

As a psychic artist, I do not believe I can say anything that would adequately describe my process; as a writer, I am challenged to do so.

I am simply putting ideas into the world so that individuals can surmise how they feel about these ideas; I am not askin...
09/04/2021

I am simply putting ideas into the world so that individuals can surmise how they feel about these ideas; I am not asking anyone to believe these ideas.

The truth of the moment is that I do not know what assumptions are dictating my reality.
09/04/2021

The truth of the moment is that I do not know what assumptions are dictating my reality.

The truth of the moment is that I do not know which belief I am living.
09/03/2021

The truth of the moment is that I do not know which belief I am living.

Freedom From The Pain Of The PastI often think in terms of adages. Earlier today, I had the thought “Misery Loves Compan...
09/01/2021

Freedom From The Pain Of The Past

I often think in terms of adages. Earlier today, I had the thought “Misery Loves Company”. Hmmm, if “Misery Loves Company”, then I will ask that grace, joy, gratitude, and love join misery.

Breakthrough
08/31/2021

Breakthrough

Imagine each child with a superpower.
08/30/2021

Imagine each child with a superpower.

Immerse yourself in a sea of understanding...
08/29/2021

Immerse yourself in a sea of understanding...

08/28/2021

For those of you who are in pain, confusion, or despair....
Don’t quit living, give up control of how you live

Today’s post is in response to a question asked yesterday on Instagram (Spiritinspireddesigns) regarding the picture’s s...
08/26/2021

Today’s post is in response to a question asked yesterday on Instagram (Spiritinspireddesigns) regarding the picture’s story.

My mind creates an association with everything I experience turning what my human eyes see into photographs, vignettes, a metaphor for life, something to write about or a new piece of art.

Many who are unfamiliar with my story may not realize that impetus behind my original art is the spirit world. As a medium I began to create art while in conversations with those who are deceased.

Recently, I began using a mobile application that allows images to be modified. It is in this process that I began to realize how quickly one moment in our life can be changed and appear as something quite different.

One might never realize that the image I posted yesterday is a modified photograph or that that same image was modified and posted on August 22nd, looking quite different. (I am re-posting both modified images today.)

The moral of the story is that I take the original photograph saving the image both internally and externally. I chose something outside of myself to modify the photograph.

This does not mean the original is any less beautiful or important; the original was the impetus for the modified images. Now, I have a choice for the future. I can ignore the images I have created, or I can use any one or all the images to create something new.

It was the spirit world who taught me that my fear of getting something wrong in my artwork could be overcome by simply painting over what I desired to change. I have pieces of art that I have literally painted over thirty times until I arrived at a place where I felt satisfied with the art I have created.

I go through a similar process when modifying photographs or images of my artwork. I may change the modification ten or twenty times until I reach a point where I am satisfied.

I have learned not to judge the present state of my creation, either the artwork or the images because I have become confident in how easy it is to change something specific to the creative part of myself.

I cannot say for sure I am can apply these attributes everywhere in my life, but I can say they give me pause for thought.

Everyone has struggles, even inspired authors have troubles. Writing about survival techniques does not mean the author ...
08/25/2021

Everyone has struggles, even inspired authors have troubles. Writing about survival techniques does not mean the author does not experience doubt or fear – everyone struggles.

As I examine this picture, I become acutely aware of how many separate and distinct memories are housed in this one pict...
08/24/2021

As I examine this picture, I become acutely aware of how many separate and distinct memories are housed in this one picture because of the items placed together to create a vignette.

There are moments when I question why I have taken a photo of something assuming the photo will have no value in the future. It is in the moments like today that I realize that I have taken the photo because of the the feelings the memories arouse. As a visionary, “I want more of that”, those feelings that are connected by memories of the enjoyable moments in life.

I show this image to my mind with a request…. build more moments like this.

All you need is loveIf everything is broken, then how do the broken pieces fit together?If everything is broken, how do ...
08/24/2021

All you need is love

If everything is broken, then how do the broken pieces fit together?

If everything is broken, how do I, as a mistake, live with what is broken?

I accept I am a mistake; I accept that I am broken. Does this acceptance change anything?

Am I changed because I know I am a mistake? Am I changed because I know I am broken?

Did I come into this world knowing I am a mistake?

Did I come into this world knowing I would be broken?

Does this prior knowledge change me?

Does this prior knowledge change anything?

Once again, I know I am a mistake, I know I am broken...

Does this make me any less lovable?

In the late 17th century the definition of Claircognizance began to emerge as the ability for a person to acquire psychi...
08/22/2021

In the late 17th century the definition of Claircognizance began to emerge as the ability for a person to acquire psychic knowledge without knowing how or why they knew it.

Artist At Play on the Beach
08/21/2021

Artist At Play on the Beach

08/20/2021

I made a mistake yesterday; I might make one today.

A recent post had a least one if not more grammatical errors in it.

As I re-read the paragraph where I believe the mistake to be, trying to understand what I was attempting to say, I begin to question if in fact I had made a mistake?

Normally, I do not worry about grammar because my intention is not to be grammatically correct, but rather to keep a commitment to myself to post daily.

I understand myself well enough to know that if I begin down the path of “what will people think” or “if I make a mistake, I am not good enough” then the posts will stop. For now, the posts are part of a plan to maintain my mental health.

I write for me, to remind myself in the future of what I have learned in the past. I write for me, to allow my creativity to flourish as this too is a cornerstone in my mental heath.

To be honest I am still not sure of what I was trying to say….do I die alone? Do I die with support from the spirit world? Isn’t that still dying alone?

My mistake is the impetus for further investigation into my belief system, therefore was it really a mistake?

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