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Masking the Dead

Not necessarily the type of accessory I’d want to wear with a Halloween or Masquerade Ball costume. However macabre this kind of mask may seem, it’s still rather fascinating to learn about.

According to Wikipedia, “A death mask is an image, typically in wax or plaster cast made of a person’s face following death, often by taking a cast or impression directly from the corpse. It is a primitive, yet most accurate, form of photography without a camera. Death masks may be momentos of the dead, or be used for creation of portraits….. The main purpose of the death mask from the Middle Ages until the 19th century was to serve as a model for sculptures in creating statues and busts of the deceased person.”

Even back during the ancient Egyptian times, masks were specifically created to put on the faces of the dead. To the living, it was considered to be very fashionable.

Famous death masks throughout history include:

Napoleon Bonaparte: French Military leader who died May 5, 1821 from a stomach ulcer.

Ludwig van Beethoven: German composer who died March 26, 1827 due to a post-hepatitic cirrhosis of the liver.

Aaron Burr: 3rd U. S. Vice President who served during Thomas Jefferson’s first term. Burr died September 14, 1836 from a stroke.

Abraham Lincoln: 16th President of the United States. Died April 15, 1865. Assassinated by American actor, John Wilkes Booth.

John Dillinger: American gangster who died July 22, 1934. Killed by gunfire during a shootout with federal agents.

Nikola Tesla: Serbian – American engineer, inventor and physicist. Died January 7, 1943 from a coronary thrombosis.

James Dean: American actor who died September 30, 1955 in a car accident.

Here are a few death masks of some pretty twisted individuals who were criminals that died by execution.

Johann Hatschwanz: Executed for murdering his wife by arsenic poisoning.

Johanne Rehn: Decapitated for murdering her daughter.

Carl Gottlob Irmscher. Decapitated for murdering his wife and child.

And I wouldn’t dare leave out the death mask of a very enchanting young woman who’s identity will forever remain unknown, but has intrigued so many with her peaceful beauty. The ever so elegant, L’Inconnue de la Seine, who died more than a century ago, but is now recognized as the serene face of CPR (Cardiopulmonary resuscitation), Resusci Anne.

L’Inconnue de la Seine, who died more than a century ago, but is now recognized as the serene face of CPR (Cardiopulmonary resuscitation), Resusci Anne.

Looking at these faces, there’s a macabre sense of immortality. The eternal slumbering expressions that these death masks possess make it seem as if the individuals will wake up at any given moment. They will forever be timeless in their own curious way.

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The Consternation of the Subconscious Mind

It was getting late and I was falling fast asleep, into a peaceful slumber. And then, suddenly I awoke to a strange surrounding. It was daytime, several hours had obviously passed and I was oddly outside in a macabre setting. How I had gotten there was quite unknown to me. The sun was high, trees were all around and the figure of a filthy, vulgar man towered over me. With a half-smoked cigar gripped tightly in the corner of his mouth he asked me, “How ya likin’ that? Doesn’t it feel gooood?” As he finished his question, his speech became taunting as if he were playing some sort of twisted game.

Sweat and grime dripped off his forehead down to my face. I could smell his rancid breath filled with stale cigar smoke as he slurred each word. I quickly turned my head away from him. I could see that we were in a desolate place out in the middle of nowhere. I was alone with this societal reject who for some ungodly reason wanted to execute his perversion onto me. He had me laid out on my back on a hard surface, maybe a make-shift table or something, who knows…. and I was stiff, but not paralyzed even though the tingling sensation that coursed throughout my body caused me to feel numb. It was weird, like I had been drugged.

I struggled to move my arms and bellowed out. “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?”

He erupted with a deep, guttural laugh, “HAHAHAHAHAHA… WHOOHOO!!!!” Laughing so hard that it caused him to stumble backwards, almost losing his balance, then he was back to me. Bending over, face to face with me again, as his eyes left mine he eerily led his gaze down to my stomach area. With his grisly smile he goaded, “You haven’t even noticed, have you?”

“Huh? What are you talking about?” I was confused, my vision blurred as I tried making sense of it all.

“LOOK!” He demanded.

I mustered enough strength, blinked a couple of times to clear my eyes and brought my attention to where he was talking about.

“OH MY GOD!!!!!” I screamed.

He laughed even harder and more sinister as the look of terror consumed me. My eyes were lain upon a horrendous vision, one so vile that to speak of it continues to unnerve me.

What I was seeing before my very eyes was one of the most gruesome acts I had ever seen, and it happened to me. It threw me into a world of shock. Apparently the disgusting man was getting off on it because he looked so elated as he jeered around.

“HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?! WHHYYYY?!?!?!” I cried. My hands reached down to my midsection, grabbing what I could to piece myself back together. I had been sliced open, from side to side, with my entrails emerging to the surface. Blood was all over me as my insides slipped between my fingers.

His depraved laughter continued as I attempted to gain my freedom. Still on my back with my body ripped apart, I tried pushing backwards with my feet to inch my way off the table.

“You can’t do it! Look at you! HAHAHAHAHA…..” He roared.

Then, “PLOP!” My body fell to the ground. I moaned in agony as my back cracked with pain, but I didn’t let that stop me. While this revolting man continued to laugh, he casually wiped the sweat from his brow with his dingy white tank top. He was clearly enjoying watching me suffer for he knew I wouldn’t get far due to the dreadful state that I was in.

With each minute inch that I moved, so did my exposed intestines as the blood pulsated outward. I arched my back upwards to keep everything off the dirt and ground below, and just like a contortionist, I tried crawling backwards to get away. I looked ahead in my upside-down position, hearing his heckling behind me, knowing that I would eventually have to give up. I knew in my heart that there was absolutely no way that I was going to escape this wretched hell that I was in, but I had to at least try to survive.

 

 

 

It was in that moment that reality finally kicked in and I woke up. Everything that happened above was merely a nightmare. Thank God! It bothered me so much that I found it hard to go back to sleep. I went to work the next day feeling drained and offbeat. This was a few nights ago and I still can’t shake the vivid imagery of the dream. It was so real…  the colors, the surrounding, the intense fear. What would provoke me to have such a horrible nightmare? I’ve conducted dream interpretation before in the past, not just for myself, but for others as well. However, this one continues to bother me. Did I watch something disturbing prior to drifting off to sleep? Nope. Did I have a crazy conversation the day before pertaining to anything similar? Nope. So, what could it have been? Just some randomness played out by my subconsciousness?

The human psyche is a complex one, one that is so diverse that it leads to insurmountable inquiry.

 

 

 

 

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Construction vs. Destruction

A destructive person will never prevail. ‘Tis true they will always fail.

It’s one who seeks a constructive start who will do so with a grateful heart.

…… If we are constructive with our actions, instead of being destructive….. we can grow each day…. learning from the lessons we are taught. Life is a miraculous teacher….

Much love to you all!

~ Sheila 💋

The Mourning After

Is this the end of the beginning, or the beginning of the end?

Will my perception start to fall, or will it start to transcend?

Ripping the band-aid off heals wounds faster some say.

Is this the truth or does it merely keep the monsters at bay?

Blood loss or blood flow… my thoughts are random regardless of which direction they go.

In the mirror looking back, is it my reflection that I see?

Or am I the reflection looking out, just wanting to be free?

Yesterday is history and today is now.

My past is a mystery, no need to ask “how?”.

The demon’s inside, the struggle is real.

Our combined duality is hard to conceal.

It wins with its laughter….

I’ve lost…. leading to the mourning after…..

“The Mourning After” ~ poem and artwork by Sheila Renee Parker

A Little Reminder….

Always remember from where you came, never forgetting that initial spark that got you to where you are today. Remember what gave you strength, courage and ambition. Embrace the push that made you achieve greatness. Without our past, we have no present, hence no future to show the world how far we’ve come. There is wisdom in time. Be the Phoenix that soars high above adversity and shine on!

As always, love & light! ~ Sheila 💋

Little Miss Pollyanna

Ahhh…. Little Miss Pollyanna….. to live day to day with a positive attitude…. to try one’s best to help spread the ever so needed energy of positive vibes. …. to negate all that is negative to help the world be a better, brighter place. Not a bad way to live. At least, not for me anyway….. lol…. however….

There are those out there who have tried to imply that I’m “too bubbly”. That I’m too much of a dreamer, always with my head in the clouds. Well, all I have to say to that is… I am extremely proud of the cheerful person that I am! I have come a loooonnngggggg way to be the woman that I’ve become. And yes, I am a dreamer, but I am also a realist. I know when to set boundaries when it comes to the fantasy world. Will I ever stop being silly and goofy? Not a chance in Hell!!! 😉

Now I’m sure you’re all asking, “Why is she writing a blog post like this?”. Because on occasion a random person, here and there, has come forward to me with their negative verbiage and try to deflate my positive attitude. For some peculiar reason they think I’ve never had any of life’s issues. (Trust me, I’ve never been immuned to life’s challenges.) BUT…. I, just like anyone else, have the choice to rise above adversity. I will not allow anything negative to get the best of me, and I am well aware of how people and things are.

I think it’s hilarious that my positive disposition has actually bothered some folks. For them to literally reach out to me (especially when they don’t even know me) and try to dim my ray of sunshine?! Their comments have completely no effect on me. I use them to help me to be even stronger, to rise even higher as an enlightened individual. I honestly hope those who live negative lives are able to one day find peace and happiness in their hearts.

Some people are truly such sad individuals to try to bring others down. Now I promise my intentions are not to be petty with this article, nor play any childish games by calling out naysayers. All I am doing is reminding people how important it is to have a positive mindset and how much better it can, and will, make someone feel!

Being cynical only implies that one hasn’t discovered the inner strength or harmony needed to see the brighter side of things. There is a sense of awakening, even a sense of empowerment, when one finally embraces both, Light and Dark. As I often like to say…. “I love the Dark as much as I love the Light. There is such a beautiful balance.”

For all you beautiful people out there with your radiant smiles…. continue to shine for all the world to see! YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!!! And for all you naysayers…. you just need a BIG FUZZY HUG!!!! LOL…. 😉

 

Have a blessed weekend, everyone!

Love & Light, Sheila

 

 

 

 

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(Sheila Renee Parker: Author. Artist. Empath.)

Today I Am Compassionate.

Good morning, everyone! Hope you all are well.

Just laying out some affirmation cards to pull one for today and out of the whole deck one card, one single card, was upside down.

Now, when doing a reading with tarot, an inverted card can have a different meaning than its upright position, but since this deck isn’t tarot, I feel in my heart that the meaning is the same regardless if it’s upright or not.

And the card that I was drawn to reads, “Today I am compassionate. Today I will reach out and help another person feel better about themselves.”

What a beautiful card. Love what it says!! And I hope that by sharing this with all of you, it will help inspire someone to be compassionate and “pay it forward”, even with just a smile. 😊

One never knows what a simple gesture like a smile can do for someone in need. To “pay it forward” can mean anything… and not necessarily monetarily. To “pay it forward” can be the warm embrace of a much needed hug, to sit and have a laugh with an old friend, to merely open the door for a stranger while entering a building… So many wonderful things can be done when one “pays it forward”. And by doing so, hopefully it can inspire that person to do the same…

The world can be a beautiful and compassionate place, one positive act at a time…. 🤗

Love & Light! ~ Sheila 💋

A Curious Encounter

Is it possible that there are individuals who can “see” things that others cannot? The term “seer” is often used when describing an individual with this supernatural ability. Seers claim to possess the ability of premonition – foretelling the future. But, what about those who have the ability to see the past of others just by looking into their eyes or maybe even by a simple gesture like a handshake?

I have personally spoken with people who were quite adamant about having this special capability. They discussed how they were able to discern whether or not someone was trustworthy. Even going into detail about how they could “see” into the questionable individual’s past without actually knowing or ever meeting them.

At one of my book signings for my novel, The Spirit Within, I was graced by the presence of a sweet, elderly woman. Her eyes were gentle and kind. Her smile was genuine with her softly spoken words. After approaching the table where I was signing copies of my book, she began asking me about the synopsis of my novel. Her interest was welcoming with her charismatic ways. Then, this beautifully aging woman leaned across the table towards me, closing the gap so that our conversation could be heard by only us. “I can see things, you know.”  She said quietly. “Yeah?”  I smiled in return. Without saying a word, the woman nodded. Her focus was direct and I quickly got a sense as to where the conversation was headed. A brief moment passed before she continued, her eyes looking around making sure that no one was listening. She very quietly whispered to me, “You used to be a white witch.”  I gazed upon her with question in my eyes. “I’m talking about in a former life. You helped people.”  She said as she began backing away from the table. “Trust me, I see things that others don’t.”  The sweet lady spoke as she walked away.

Curiosity quickly consumed me because I found her rather interesting and wanted to converse with her more, but was unable to. Why did she feel the need to say such things to me? Who knows? But I know one thing for certain, that her words were heartfelt and with her came a wonderful, positive feeling. She definitely made a lasting impression on me that I will never forget.

 

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~ Sheila Renee Parker on Twitter @sheilarparker

A True Warrior!

Talk about some serious girl power, this amazing chick has it all! Inner strength, wisdom and true beauty that mirrors on the outside as well. Her smile lightens up any room she enters and her positive energy is highly contagious!

She is a dear friend of mine, and has been for years, but honestly…… I’ve always considered her more like family. She’s my sista and SHE ROCKS!!!!

Her name is Lindsay and on January 12, 2022 she was diagnosed with Burkitt Lymphoma, which is a form of nonhodgkins lymphoma. Unfortunately, if not treated in time, Burkitt Lymphoma can be fatal. BUT….. Lindsay is a fighter!

She’s followed doctors orders without fail. She’s had 18 chemo treatments, two blood infusions and an iron transfusion. As she continues to fight, she has to endure 18 more chemo treatments. And with each hospital visit, she has to stay for three days.

Lindsay is such a strong woman with her amazing wife Jonica by her side every step of the way. Lindsay is also blessed to have so many wonderful family and friends who all give her endless amounts of support.

Lindsay is never one to ask for anything….. she’s always so kind and selfless. However at a time like this, she really would appreciate the help from others. She is employed and is such a hard worker, but due to Burkitt Lymphoma, she’s had to miss work.

A GoFundMe page has been created to help her in her time of need to assist her with medical bills and so she can take the much needed time off from work – stress free – to get the proper rest to keep her strength up and win her battle.

I am reaching out to everyone to get all the support that Lindsay deserves. So please check out her GoFundMe page at https://www.gofundme.com/f/w8p75k-lindsays-cancer-battle . Any amount is greatly appreciated!

Thank you all for always being so amazing, you are definitely much loved! ❤️

~ Sheila

Donations greatly appreciated for Lindsay Hall at https://www.gofundme.com/f/w8p75k-lindsays-cancer-battle