A bit of a melancholy start to my day.. pondering how it would have been my sisters 58th birthday (she died in '97) … and having a go with the loose style I've learned a bit from Misty Mawn.. so I keep trying it in my art journal.. funny how I can be much more free on the page sometimes…. maybe because it's not 'fraught with added expectations' . .. and as an astute artist I met said… "oh.. and you can hide it".
Day 14… and I am still keen to keep this thing going.. and w a n t t o f r e e u p s o m e m o r e
bye for now,
Today I went from really good.. to completely zapped.. seemingly 'nothin left'. I approached this morning with this ...
and this afternoon with this, behind this one below is 'a turmoil of emotions' from my perspective. Or behind my eyes... and it occurred to me about 'sadness' and 'grief', 'loss', even 'loneliness' when and why did I decide those emotions are wrong? I have noticed that when these emotions visit me I do just about anything to get rid of them... but I have noticed.. that if I be with them.. they are not so huge, not so bad and not so insurmountable as I first thought. * I am not talking about clinical depression here, I am talking about the regurlar range of emotions, like our normal roller coaster of life.
I had someone in mind today that I just wanted to say 'snap out of it' to, and that wouldn't be very understanding of me. So... maybe I can suggest, just being with your emotion, give it a voice, maybe in your journal, and then see how huge it really is. I like to think the strong one inside is up for the task of minding the young sad one on these ocassions too. If that's not working.. then go get some help from someone who 'gets' that stuff and can help you move through it.
Thoughtfully, and trying to be understanding.
Books I Love
“There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic.”