• Creative Growth,  Inspiration,  Life,  personal growth

    A Celebration….A Challenge

    A Celebration Today I have been spinning with awe.  Something I wished to change in my life and set in motion last Fall rose up today to show me its resolution.  Sometimes we don’t know how our dreams will play out.  Watching them unfold can be a trip. Last Fall, I began exploring a very ingrained story about dying at 45 like my mom and her father.  I don’t know why I got it stuck in my head, but I did!  I kept myself from truly following my dreams because I just couldn’t see life beyond that.  As 45 inched closer, I decided I would reach for wellness and longevity…..trying…

  • Creative Growth,  Inspiration,  Life,  personal growth

    Boldly Saying the “C” Word

    Over thirty years ago when my maternal grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer, she talked about it in a whispered code.  I remember saying the full word in front of her one day in the kitchen while we were making lunch together. She gently redirecting my speech by simply telling me she did not like the “C” word.  I respected that it was difficult for her.  She had a strong personality that felt like it steered the direction of our family and to see something knock her off her feet for awhile meant it was a force to be reckoned with.  Her breast cancer didn’t keep her down, though, Mamaw…

  • Creative Growth,  Faces of Creativity Tribe

    My Creative Weekend

     Some of my favorite memories… I am walking the aisles in the cloth store, hands lovingly, curiously touching, eyes soaking in as many textures as the fingers explored.  Mom was looking through patterns.  Dreaming.  I wonder what wonder she will craft out of this sea color and delight. Years later I sit in a corner of my childhood bedroom.  A spiral notebook with scratches of a poem rests on my knees. I turn it into a song after watching Loretta Lynn’s Coal Miner’s Daughter.  I want to share something meaningful from deep inside.  I yearn to express my world as Loretta did.  I want to sing big, with great feeling,…

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  • Creativity Moon,  meditation,  Moon Mystery,  womanhood

    Womb-Moon Wisdom Meditation

    I sat with the Moon last night.  It was full and wrapped in the clouds that brought a quenching rain the morning before.  I tuned in to my body.  It is changing as women’s bodies do.  For the last 6 months or so during the Wednesday night meditation group I attend with Rev. Shar Schwengler of the Lucid Waking Radio Show on A2Zen.fm, my body has been talking to me.  I began with exploring the stories that lived in various parts of my body. There is the old hitch in my giddy up (my lower back) that flares up occasionally that reminds me of a bad fall I had in…

  • Creative Growth,  personal growth

    Minding the Mind, Mending the Heart

    Some of the deepest disappointments in life are those times when we have let ourselves down.  Standing by our dreams, we watch them get smaller and smaller as the voice of doubt and fear win over some opportunity to bloom.  It happens to all of us in one form or another. Those shared human experiences tug at our hearts and are often created in the mind. Recently I have been taking on the voices in my head with a fierceness I have seldom felt from myself.  I am focusing on a whole cluster of issues that rise up for me that I think of as a Life Theme.  The Life…

  • Creative Growth,  Creativity Prompt

    Opening Up to A Better Day

    It doesn’t take much for most of us to get bogged down by a situation.  Perhaps we just woke up a bit sore or have that nagging to-do that feels like it is going to get the best of us for another day.  Often we can’t even put our finger on what kicked our anxiety into gear.  There is just a heaviness that follows us around. But just as easily as it comes on, we can help the residue of funkiness fall away if we have a few tricks up our sleeve. For me, having a few practices that cultivate mindfulness and help get my thoughts out so I can…

  • Art Meets Life,  Creativity Prompt,  Healing Art

    Painting Up a Storm

    There is a storm in my body.  I think it has been brewing for a long time, although I didn’t know it.  Recently it made itself known in a big way.  And now, I am sitting on the front porch of my soul watching it pass over me. In the last several weeks it has felt so big that all I knew to do was sit with it. As luck would have it, I was in my studio the other night, and I began painting while I was doing that sitting.  The painting felt good.  I could tell it was doing something in my body.  Something…a hormone or feel good chemical,…