The day he came home with that news was the day we revived Us, as a team. I watched Hope reawaken. I saw Creativity move back into the house.
We're getting to know each other again. We're part of
each other's lives again. He helps me. I help him. We eat meals together. He's learning how to stop working ALL the time, and how to relax. He plays with the cats. Life is an adventure again.
This is really exciting to me. We are gambling to be sure. We are both involved in a crash course to figure out what will work for us as quickly as possible. We're both re-evaluating our perception about business--about everything we used to do.
It's one thing to spend most of your waking hours working to make just enough to pay all your taxes and insurances and bills in an over inflated system, and never have anything left over. To stress and stress about not having quite enough every month to cover expenses and having to live on the cuff. Slipping further and further into debt just so you can eat.
It's a crazy mixed up way to live! But like everything else, it's a choice. We choose somehow to play that game.
Only this time, NO.
This time we say --Hey, what do we know how to do? What are our assets? What talents have we let founder over the years, while we play this game of "Racing Rats"?
You can't tell it by the picture (taken with my lap top), but they actually DO look like books. They turned out very acceptable for someone who was learning from a book. And many thanks to Nancy at Colophon Book Arts just down the road for clueing me in on how to put a hard binding on a single signature book. Her technique was by far the simplest and most effective.
In my life, I have noticed over and over that when I turn my attention away from something, that is precisely the time when that something wants to be noticed. So the busier I am with other things, the more demand there is for the energy healing. Which is great, because I really love doing it.
Back in the day...Once upon a time, that is...
There is a world of wisdom to be gained every time you practice your art. The piece I did in pastel, I did because I had never used pastels before, and someone gave me some. Once I did that piece, I thought to myself, "Oh, now I know how to do that. I can do it again". But I never did. I just never found the time.
It is a mystery to me why people are afraid to use their talents. I know I'm not the only one. It takes courage and devotion to nurture your gifts. I can not say why I stopped doing that, or why anyone does. But lately, something has changed.
Art work no longer comes easily for me or naturally, but I have stopped blocking it. I am kind of starting from scratch and relearning to do things. For now, I am just making myself paint or draw every day.
Just a bit of silliness.
For now, I'm kind of enjoying my own personal renaissance. It's a journey of discovery, or rediscovery. I may never be able to recapture the ease of what used to come so effortlessly. I may continue to feel frustration when I try to use my eyes to see the subtleties of light and color or use my hands to make sense of it, but I am feeling very little resistance right now. I am feeling drawn in. Surrendering to the process, as I take my baby steps and learn to express this language of art from my current perspective.