Posts tagged Art
Embracing the Mystery of Uncertainty

This painting was completed just before my solo exhibit this Spring, but sits in my studio and is one of the first things I see daily . It emits a lot of energy, but the more I look at it, it seems to be telling a story.

I see the trees that speak of wilderness experience and growth, I see bright edges of possibility,

but I also see the figures at the bottom trying to figure something out. They seem to be on a journey, and at this most critical moment they seem to be faced with a decision. Do we keep going? And what lies on the other side? How to move forward when we can’t see what lies ahead?

How do you move forward when you can’t see what lies ahead?

The only thing I’m certain of is that uncertainty happens to all of us, at some point or another. I’m not sure that it’s an enjoyable process, or all that tolerable for most of us. Because of my faith, I’m taught to trust that even in the mystery of uncertainty, I can trust that things are working for my good, whether it feels good or not.

Every time I begin a painting, there is an element of uncertainty. I don’t know what the finished product will look like, I could hate every part of it, I could mess it all up. But I keep moving through, adding layers and layers of paint until something in my soul is satisfied.

This is a season of lunar eclipses, retrogrades and yesterday’s full moon. The tides are high. Which leads me to believe that many of us are in a season of transition. Unsettling in nature, transitions can bring about expansion and force us to break through our own internal barriers. Mindsets that hold us back. Stretch us outside our comfort zones. It’s just growth. Never easy, always necessary.

It is my prayer that no matter who you are, or where you are, that you continue to push, stretch, expand in growth and trust it’s all working for your good.

Why I Love Autumn: Beautiful Death to Harvest Beautiful Life (and letting go what no longer serves us)

Something always stirs in my soul when Autumn approaches. It's the time I feel most like myself, most aligned with Mother Earth and all her longings, nuances and desires. It is a time of filling the spirit with what matters most. Shedding extra baggage I don't need. And things just seem to click! Do you feel this way?

This year, I'm even more I am starting to really paint and pursue lifestyle choices that interpret my love for all things Autumn: The delectable hues of the leaves as they fill the trees with the most beautiful death I've ever seen. The harvest moon, wreaths, burlap, deep plums, oranges, reds, autumn blooms even. Then there are more practical gems, Long walks outdoors in the cool crisp weather, Pumpkin Spice lattes, Apple Cider with Cinnamon sticks and Cloves, Football, Chili, Fall Fashion...okay I can go on and on, but I will stop there.

I wanted to share with some beautiful writing I found from my friends over at Spirit of Change ( regarding the spiritual aspect of Fall. They couldn't have articulated what happens during Autumn better. Check it out:

Fall Equinox

The seventh gateway is Mabon, the Fall Equinox (September 20-22), when once again we hang in the balance between the energies of the light and the darkness, but a very different balance than we experience in spring, for we are moving out of the light and into the darkness. As we accept the decline of the light, we also accept the gifts of the harvest. These gifts often entail healing, balance and greater strength of body, soul and spirit. 

This harvest is not only of the foods that sustain our bodies, but the harvest of another creative year of our lives. Hopefully, we have grown and matured through the year and have something new in our lives to show for it. This time of harvest is a time of celebration, but also of purification and preparation. We have to look at our values and determine which ones center us in our lives, considering how our harvest went and what new goals we might want to pursue in the coming year. 

We are preparing for the death of the year, for without death there can be no new life. This time of year teaches us how to let go of what no longer serves our life. Now life demands that we recognize that we are growing older and that we must learn how to accept the inevitable death of our youth, of our middle age and ultimately of our lives.

Another Great Idea...(could be just what the world needs)

"a GREAT idea without execution is just another idea." -Verse

I daydream a lot. I envision teaching classes, having fun pushing paint around in a big, beautiful open, airy art studio. The walls are white, but there are rainbows of color splattered all over the floor, and I am dancing. I am dancing and teaching, dancing and laughing, dancing and healing, and there are beautiful people around me. There are women, there are men, there are people. This is my tribe, and yet this is our community.

We are all finding things in the canvas. Amidst the backdrop of puddled hues spilling vibrantly, one onto another, we can see ourselves clearly. We can see the dreams we turned our backs on. We hear the music that carries our truest intentions and weaves them into action. 

We believe again.

These are freedom moments. Defining moments. Someone realized they actually do have the courage to pick up the pieces and start over. Another feels the need to eat right. exercise. meditate more.  Another embraces their creativity. Different threads of the same fabric. We all just wanna be better.

This is my 'now' vision. And the time to execute is...