What do I mean by this? My last post was in 2011, before the Christmas holiday "madness". In the intervening months I have: packed up my studio and apartment, placed my life into a storage locker, moved into the very gracious home of a friend temporarily in Mundelein, IL, and helped pack up one the most glorious creative oasis, Bella Beads as well.
There is a whole lotta endings going on. The weight of all of this combined with the memory of my mom's passing 12 years ago, the death of a young soul in my extended family (a 22 year old, by his own hand) and the loss of a few sober friends, 2 to natural causes, 2 to not so sure, has left me reeling with the fragility and relentlessness of Life.
I imagine I could whine about the challenges of living in Lake County IL without a car, not finding a job as of yet, being so underfunded by my unemployment that I cannot afford, apartment, car, new glasses or even a new pair of gym shoes that would make the search easier on foot; but that would serve me (nor God/dess) not. I see the richness of my relationships with friends, I have not missed a meal yet, and I am grateful that I can still see with the specs that I have, can get around by asking for help and being willing to walk in the shoes I do have
It is a matter of perspective.
When living in a "slump" mildly depressed, occasionally anxious, restless and discontent I have no other choice but to trust in my Higher Power, the God/dess of my understanding who holds all loving magic. I can be faithful to the gifts I have and the gifts and well being to come. And so I continue to seek the inspirational, to live the majesty of each day in this creation. I must not, cannot doubt that all will be well, even when I cannot see it in front of me. .
My work with Zentangles and Zentangle inspired art continues to keep me actively in meditation, aware of the infinite small beauties the intersections of Art and Spirituality that continues to fuel this Grand Ole Girl. It allows me to keep this very personal blog of sorts even as I learn about Linked In and how to join Pinterist and post imagery that I wish I had created until I can post imagery that I have created.
And yes the sun is bright and Phoebe the wet nose therapy dog makes me laugh and snuggle with much joy.
It is what is in front of me, it is what holds the bonds of life to me.
The Spiritual realm is. I honor the place that I have in it. I know that I am not the only artist who has been here in this space. I also know that this too shall pass. Funny how the slip stream slogans can hold you in their loving arms and cause you to smile in that knowingness of loving truth.
It is Easter weekend, Osterea for this pagan girl, the Martin Luther King memorium and the continued rising of Life after the dark of Winter. Let me be clear, I honor all of it, all of the expressions of the Divine's magnificence. It too is what keeps me whole and strong through the Long Hauls on the road of living.
Merry meet, merry met, merry meet again. Blessed Be1
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