A horrific story posted on Facebook informed me that June 24th is the anniversary of a mass murder. I’ll let you read the article for yourself. It’s hard, to read something like this and understand that it actually happened. That it wasn’t some piece of awful fiction.
I was at an art show, talking with someone I hadn’t seen in a while. Catching up. She asked how I was doing and what I was up to these days… I think I started riffing, semi-coherently about the Three Principles (note to self: do not attempt to discuss what can sound like esoteric concepts in noisy, crowded environments). Then I said that I wasn’t sure if I wanted to continue 1 on 1 coaching because I thought people were tedious. Or maybe I qualified it with some people are tedious. Like that would make all the fucking difference?! Continue reading
A little over a year ago, I realized that I lived where I live because I had followed my ex here. Life changed a whole lot and free to explore other options, I gave myself the assignment of looking around to see if I really wanted to stick around. I love nature, green landscapes, enjoy biking and I’m a creative type which help narrow my search criteria for possibilities. I found lots of places I would love to visit but none of the cities I investigated tempted me to move house. I discovered that yeah, I actually like where I am. Continue reading
We know everything we need to. To rise. To excel. To be who we wish to be. There are no secrets. No doorways that some are barred from crossing while others – with the right password, i.e. money, position, education, etc. – are granted access. We each have everything necessary available to us, all the time to be the humans we wish to be.
There are books and movies and people who are smart and knowledge we can learn. Teachers are everywhere. All that is required is a desire for our own rich human experience. Ours. Mine. Yours. Not theirs. Not someone else’s. Ours. Continue reading
Life is a multi-layered thing… And considering I just wrote about rich layers of happiness but forgot about that until I wrote “multi-layered”, well… that’s just funny!
Or maybe it’s only funny to me…. Moving on.
The last three or four weeks have included a rather stressful component Continue reading
I’m taking an online painting class. Did I mention that? Probably not… But I am loving this class. It is with Flora Bowley and it is all about brave, intuitive painting. Right up my alley in every way.
We’ve gotten to the part of our class where we are adding imagery to our paintings. Mind you, this doesn’t have to be recognizable imagery – it can be shapes or colors or whatever. Total creative license. All I have to do is put some paints on my pallet and let go.
Can you guess what I am about to say? Continue reading
In my last blog entry, I said I was diving. Deep is the assumption and the right one. I feel like I have said that before and I probably have. I hope I find myself saying it again and again. I want to experience the richness of human-ship and I feel like that involves layers.
Layers I cannot currently see or anticipate. They can only be experienced as I arrive to each one.
Settle in and pour a glass. I got wordy on this one…
I am at a point in my life where I am really diving into all aspects of my creativity. I’ve dabbled. Now I’m diving. I feel sorta like the young 20-something in art school, trying all the things until my voice, my particular style and my methods come together to form my own brand of creative expression. Except I’m a 40-something and I’m piecing my “art school” education together via online classes, books, observation and life experience. Why didn’t I do this when I was actually in my twenties? Hell, why does anybody wait or hold back? I had my reasons and they made me who I am. So I can handle starting brand new things even while “the voices” whisper awful things like it’s too late for me. I know enough now to call bullshit on “the voices”. Continue reading
I love Brené Brown, author of Daring Greatly and The Gifts of Imperfection, etc. She’s from Texas (which tells you so much, right there). She is so much spunk mixed in with a high degree of intellect plus a wicked sense of humor. I bet she could make the most boring research topics the most fun things to listen to. I clicked to a talk of hers shared on Facebook today and it featured her core research topic, vulnerability, and how it related to creativity. It got me thinking about how her research plays in with Continue reading
My poor neglected blog! I can’t believe how long it’s been since I’ve posted - stuff has been going on. Interesting stuff that might have made for some good blogging…
To tell it like it is, I’m coming out of what I will call a slump. What Martha Beck would call square 1 – the place where the metaphoric caterpillar turns into goo before emerging as a beautiful butterfly. I got it into my head that I was feeling wounded. That I needed healing. That I was stuck. That there was some stuff I hadn’t wanted to look at but was finally ready to. Another leveling up in the never ending ascension to that holy grail of higher consciousness. And I was coming off the pill (there’s a conspiracy book in me regarding those nasty things and how they numb women out – damn it!). TMI? Sorry… it’s part of what was going on in my world. I just didn’t feel plugged in and so in a flash of wisdom that I had the wisdom to listen to, I’ve been keepin’ it on the down low and spending lots of time chilling out, journaling and freaking out because I wasn’t feeling “plugged in”. Then realizing that the freak out thoughts were neither productive nor true which went a long way towards their evaporation. I’m feeling so much more me now – definitely plugged in! – so on to why I’m inspired to post. Continue reading