Magical and Creative
Following these weekly prompts is helping me reconnect to my own creative magic.
Following these weekly prompts is helping me reconnect to my own creative magic.
What do these words mean to you? As I walk around my world, wherever I might be, I think everything I see in that moment is unique. We love novelty but it needs to be integrated with our expectations to some degree or we wouldn’t feel safe or happy.
These prompt words for my healing collage work during the month of March – wise, fierce, caring and kind – are a reminder of what I’ve valued most in life.
I am not exactly what you could call a decisive person. I see so many possibilities, both good and bad. I struggle with a lot of insecurity too (not sure why). I prefer to let things play out without taking sides. There are so many points of view and who knows who’s right? Decisive This…
Although I am in lockdown because of the pandemic, I am hopeful. I see good things happening everywhere. People are being heroic in their efforts to care for and help others. People are being cooperative in supporting the public interest. People are being courageous in weathering the storm. Maybe I have an idealistic view because…
Exactly a week before Christmas the area where I live in Australia (Northern Beaches) went into lockdown. I decided I have to be festive in my mind…
Now I understand why art is good for the soul.
I realized recently that my former work and family life used to give me a lot of purpose, structure, focus and even discipline. Now that I’m alone at home I decided to try something structured to get my creative juices flowing again. I happily got more than I bargained for.
During the past eight weeks of lock-down I’ve been okay most of the time. Who am I kidding? Subtle differences can be huge.
It’s days like today that make me want to move to a place that’s high and dry. As the clouds rolled in yesterday they brought pain, weakness and tiredness. Sleep was difficult, and today I struggle with movement and getting focused. The plight of a person with autoimmune issues. Or am I just getting old?…
I never could have imagined what it would be like to lose my husband, my lifelong partner and friend. It’s something you don’t think about ahead of time. We were so busy planning our next goals, creating the life we both wanted, that we never considered one of us dying early. Now I miss him…
Yeah, it’s been awhile since I wrote that last post. I just left it kind of hanging there. Well the truth is, I couldn’t write about what happened next because it was too raw. I felt too vulnerable. It took me six months to sort myself out, and I went through hell to get back…