06/13/2021
Art has come back to my life.
In between days that seem to be bookended by when I take handfuls of pills, and after I am able to dis-attach from home IV infusions, I have been finding myself in the garage--my new art studio.
I am making art again because I am making it for others--I tend to find that if I am doing something for someone else, more parts of me come to life and activate. But, I know I am also doing the art for myself--to re-find myself through creative lenses.
My mental faculties are not what they used to be, these days. I know my mind will come back to me, but for now, friends tell me about conversations we had days before..and I have no recollection of even seeing them; that is scary.
I cannot study, and I can hardly write or read. I used to start every day by reading around an hour, and I only would cut myself short due to me needing to get on with my meditation for the day of patients. I would focus deeply on each patient to see what was needed--what to add to the treatment, what may be missing...to find the deeper energetic story of their condition.
Nowadays I have people who are showing up to receive art from me, by being a “supporter” on my patreon. Instead of trying to find the perfect succinct sentence--perfectly distilled to bring a spark to another mind, I now do it through art.
Instead of meditating on the days work at the clinic...through acupuncture, sound tools, and healing hands--I am doing it through the medium of canvas and paint for my people.
I now focus on the person, wrapping my whole heart around them. I call in their essence and feel into their health. I see what colors are needed, and I weave them on the canvas as a healing token. I then infuse the paint with sound frequencies that are etched into the art as it dries. This is my offering… this is the way that I can show up still as a healer, as a medicine woman, and as a girl who is trying to heal her own heart...to heal for her own journey of being on this planet.
This planet which allows us to feel so deeply--to love fully and openly and to then hurt deeply as it is taken away from you. To watch sunrises and sunsets and realize how short of a flicker we all have to share with one another. To yearn to share those moments with the ones you love, and to learn to only share them with those who can co-create joy with you, to share it with those who are worth sharing it with.
Everyday I still wake up grateful for life...nay...everyday I wake up even more grateful than I did the day before. This is a gift I have been given--to stop time for a moment and to assess. To assess what I need to change and how I can better show up, for the child inside of me and for those who matter.
Thank you, if you are one of the special ones whom are showing up for me during this dark night of the soul. Thank you to those special ones who hold my hand when I am weak, and those who love me from afar. Thank you to all of you who have touched my life and have molded me into the living, breathing person I am today.
What would this world be, without those we love? Not one I would want to exist within.
Here are some recent art I’ve made for these special loves in my life.
Onward Ho!
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