Creative Therapy 🎨 📝

A few weeks, I came across an ad for a paint class one of the local businesses in town is going to be hosting. Fluid Painting it was called. Intrigued, I headed on over to YouTube to see what I could discover about this medium. I quickly got hooked, and having much of what I needed to dabble on my own, this was my first attempt.

I decided to make another for my daughter for her birthday…and this was the end result for that one ….. I’ve decided to sign up and take the class. I’m finding this a wonderful outlet for my #arttherapy and want to learn all I can ‘live’. Im excited to be stepping out of my comfort zone and learning something new….

In the meantime….I’m also spending more time digging through the gray matter of my mind, putting more thoughts to paper as I ready myself for the writers workshop I’ll be attending in a few weeks………as I was looking through my FB memories this morning, I came across a quote I shared from a book I was reading 5 years ago…..funny that at that time, I was a few weeks shy of starting the first Sandbox Writing Challenge……I’ve come a long way since then…and I most definitely have come to love the wonder of Myself and who I’m growing to be.

#writingheals

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Creative Therapy 🎨

I’ve decided to dub my Mondays my creative therapy days. Whether it’s painting, writing, ‘drumming’ (I’m way interested,,now I need to get my hands on a frame drum..but that’s for another day!)

Anyway, yesterday I took an idea I’d seen and made it my own….had my own little ‘Impromptu’ paint and sip party…….I’m happy with the way it turned out……I’m finally at a point where I’m not needing perfection or afraid of not getting it right…the idea is to just paint, create and ‘Just Be’. It’s amazing how freeing it is when we let go of expectations and ‘just go with ones own flow and rhythms.”

“Expressive therapy is a Soul’s contagion.” ~Paulo J. Knoll~

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“To practice art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your Soul grow. So Do It!” ~Kurt Vonnegut~

A Little Art Therapy

“ART IS THE CREATION OF FORMS SYMBOLIC OF HUMAN FEELING” ~Suzanne Langer~

Been bitten by the art bug recently. I blew the dust off my meager stash of art supplies for the sole purpose of painting an Angel for one of my beautiful Earth Angels. The month of January is the angelversary of one of her sons deaths…sadly July is also a tough month for her as she lost her second son as well. Yet, with all the loss and sadness she lives with on a daily basis, she has been an incredible source of strength for me…….so I painted from my heart. Just to let her know I was thinking of her….and in doing so, it ignited something within me…….

So I painted some more….

And then this morning..out came the chalks…….

I’m no artist…but something has and is shifting within me….

“The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live.” ~Auguste Rodin~

and I like it 😊 Heck I even got the camera last week………

“To know ahead of time what you’re looking for means you’re then only photographing your own preconceptions, which is very limiting, and often false.” ~ Dorothea Lange~

 

 

A Year Later….I Remember

Today marks 365 days…one year since he left. As I sit here writing, the Song, “In The Arms Of An Angel” has started playing. I BELIEVE

I awoke this morning, looked at our photo and said “Morning Husband” …. there was no sunrise as the clouds are low this day……so I lit some candles, got my coffee, reflected, remembered and started writing….

It makes no sense

How can it be

One year ago

You left me

A year long journey

Of twists and turns

Battles of emotions

My heart still yearns

For a life that is past

But there’s no going back

My journey is forward

You keep me on track

As I’ve come full circle

This year of firsts

Our Love lives on

My road, I traverse….

Where I end up

Remains to be seen

My story still unwritten

My future unseen…….

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Went back through my journal, to read my entry for this time last year. I had taken a Soul stroll on the beach, came home, pulled out my paints and painted a picture of a tree…..I’ve since gifted that particular picture to someone I’ve come to love very much, who has been on the other end of the phone every week since Jim died…(Lady C )

Today, I painted another tree…..in memory of my Jim…..he colored my world and he still does from wherever it is he resides ❤💚💙💓💛

I miss him, every moment of every day….on this day, the last day of ‘firsts’, I will celebrate his life and our love……….

Tomorrow…….a new journey begins.