I have had the urge to go on a silent retreat for quite some time now. I went on one about 10 years ago for a just weekend and I still remember the insights I got and the peace I felt at the end.
So back in April I did it. I went on a fabulous four day silent contemplative retreat. It was here:
I had been longing for this time away by myself and it was everything I’d hoped it would be. A time of rest, peace, tranquility, insightful contemplation, and spiritual renewal. I want to do this annually. I came back feeling renewed and now several months later the feeling is still with me. Blissful sigh.
This is the 3rd time I’ve started this blog. I just can’t seem to stick with it. If you read down further you’ll see that the second time (or was it the third and this is the fourth?? gah!) I started it I only blogged once. I clearly intended to stick with it but…didn’t. Oh how I wish I would have! For the sake of my art but also for to have memories of those days documented.
My intention for this blog is the same as it was when I started it the first time back in 2010: to rediscover myself as I continue my awesome day job but now pursue my art as well. To document that process – the good the bad and the ugly. And, while I’m at it to maybe help others who are also on a path of discovering and pursuing their dreams.
So, back to this piece of art. This is the first textile collage I created and it is still my favorite. I love everything about it. My goal is to get this blog more functional and then, before October 1, to open an Etsy shop — eek!
Today is day one of my Mondo Beyondo e-course. Today’s lesson was the third reminder in three days of what i call “magic lists”. These are lists of dreams/desires you want to manifest in your life. The catch, for me anyway, is that the list must include only things I really desire — things that will feed MY spirit (not my husband’s spirit, my boss’s spirit, my mom’s spirit, you get the picture). And, not the things the media always tells us we want — bigger house, muscles, size 4, bigger salary, etc.
I did a list like this almost exactly 12 years ago full of characteristics I wanted in my future husband. Within the year, I met my future husband — totally by chance. We both knew very quickly we were each others soul mate and married the following year. When I showed him my list, he freaked out because it so closely described him. And now, 12 years later and through all the ups and downs of marriage — I know for certain he was and is the one for me.
This article from an Oprah magazine describes the process well. The only element I added was some prayer.
So now, I realize, I need to be making these magical lists for other areas of my life and see what the universe (aka God) brings me.
if you travel far enough,
one day you will recognize yourself
coming down the road to meet you.
and you will say
by Jill Mellick in Coming Home to Myself: Reflections for Nurturing a Woman’s Body & Soul
All week i have been tired and unmotivated. I woke today to a gorgeous, sunny spring day but just wanted to stay in bed. As hard as I tried, I couldn’t go back to sleep so I tried to think of what I could do to make myself feel more “like me”. I decided that now was as good a time as any to start getting rid of all the stuff we have that just isn’t “me” anymore.
And it was marvelous. Here it is six hours later and my mood has brightened tremendously. I have energy again!
I’m not the only one doing this. I just saw this on Crazy to be Me’s blog.
I’m excited about the Mondo Beyondo course starting in May so every once in awhile I google “Mondo Beyondo”. As a result, Ii am running across blogs of many bright and eloquent women. Women who have the courage to say their dreams out loud and go after them. Crazy to be Me blog is one of those blogs.
She mentions creating a “clearing” for your dreams — something she learned in Mondo Beyondo. I probably don’t grasp the concept fully but it does speak to me. I have felt the need to “clear” my past, my layers of protection, my fears about revealing my dreams and pursuing them for some time now…honestly, for lots of years.
So I think all my subconscious thoughts about that clearing finally made it to the surface and allowed me to start the clearing today. I started with the easier way to clear — all the material things that take up space but no longer serve a purpose.
I love this photo of our back yard. All the green and the two lone adirondack chairs just speak “simple” to me.
I just discovered my new favorite blog. I’ve just started browsing blogs again and I’ve found that I keep ending up at the same ones with the same themes. Reading them is kind of like talking to your same 2 best friends about the same subjects over and over again for months. Its difficult to get new fresh ideas.
But then I discovered Lianne Raymond’s blog. I will be a regular visitor there for sure. I just downloaded and can’t wait to read a booklet called “What is Waiting to be Born?”. It’s available for download here.
It is kind of intimidating to write your first post. My old blog was pretty much an on-line scrapbook/journal for my folks and in-laws about our son when he was littler. By the time he entered kindergarten I started feeling guilty about sharing his quirks and stories so publicly.
Now that i’m getting close to fifty (gah that’s hard to believe) I am all about re.dis.covering myself as I pursue my art. Plus, I thrive on change. So, I am always up for some rediscovering/reinventing. The problem is, I’m also a dreamer so its much easier for me to dream about changes than to actually do them…especially big changes.
This blog is my way to connect with women of all ages who are also rediscovering or reinventing their lives. Hopefully I’ll be able to provide some advice and encouragement along the way as I seek to make time for myself and figure out how to step into the art world. I’m sure we can get some great ideas from each other.
So please leave comments. My hope is that we’ll create an on-line tribe of discoverers/re.inventors! Our discoveries and our paths will be different but we can support one another as we go.