When the paintings go from whispering to singing…

And, no… I haven’t lost my mind! I think it’s more that my Medicine Basket is in overdrive these days. And the lioness and I agree that this feels like a very good thing!

(Yep! #Apothecary goes on!!!)

Here’s the thing, though… my inner good student seems to have gone on a long vacay. (Well, at least the version of good student I learned in first grade, when learning meant copying – literally – what the teacher did.)

These days, it’s way more about in-spiration! You know… you have a new experience. Maybe ask a new question. And that bumps into some news. And then you get very, very brave and let yourself notice what brings tears rolling down your cheeks. The truth kind of tears! And the next piece of the puzzle appears… eventually!

This one is – in the land of Intentional Creativity® – a rather small canvas. (24×36 inches) And the various parts of me that hurt are grateful for that! In this moment, she’s holding all the cool, separate things I’ve collected along my journey as they become something new. (And even cooler!)

Fortunately, I need lots of dots, too. (Dots are sometimes code for ways to hide and fix things that aren’t working, with intention!!!)

Squint for a moment, if you will, at the green arrow-like space in the top corner. It’s a symbol for all the “information” coming at you, in this moment, from the universe. And, it really, really needs to be in the painting.

It did not, however, want to stick out like some random sore thumb, which is pretty much where we’ve been until now. (Well, about midnight Tuesday!) Finally, a hopeful possibility came to me. It took about 3 more layers after I started, but it works. AND I figured out how to paint something very close to a damask table cloth, should I ever need one of those!!!

Bless her heart, the Lioness is very patiently receiving layer after layer of dots which are, indeed, becoming more fur-like with practice! And she has a name, now!

A-MoR

There’s a whole lot of story behind that name. A whole lot of history that we seem to be wandering in, again. And, there’s a hint of secret code, too, which has a whole lot to do with Filters!

For this moment, let’s just say that she’s on our side. The side of Love!!!

Joan Baez is on our side, too! She showed up, in the land of YouTube, just this morning, in a video I didn’t know before. Singing one of my most favorite songs, which feels even more crucial than it used to, in this moment!!!

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Perspective!

It’s celebration season in our family. A birthday in late January. Two more in about a week. One just just a week after that. And, in the middle of all of that, the day many of you know as Valentine’s Day… known around here as Dog Day! aka…The Westminster Kennel Club Show!

The Legendary Husband and I made a deal, early in our marriage. We’d watch Westminster and then – when the liturgical calendar allowed – we’d combine Valentine’s Day and our two birthdays into one major date night.

We’ve been out of sync these last few years. Westminster got moved to later in Spring so they could hold it outdoors during Covid. And, just between us, I’m only now getting to a place where I can manage all those dogs after our Rainbow Bridge journeys with Luther and Phoebe.

Blessedly, due to the miracles of modern science, I’ve been able to make it through the various group judging events in smaller pieces. I’m down to Working Group and Best in Show. (And, I’m assuming I’ve earned a wee break on my FOX-avoidance oath, after all the actual showing I did, back in the day!)

Turns out I can watch the show AND make dots!!! I was grateful for that on Saturday morning, as the plumbing adventure was proceeding in our yard and I needed some comfort in my tea-less, crack of dawn journey with the Herding Group!

My Muse was busy, too. I can almost feel her sorting all the boxes in my cerebral attic!

I found a connection between the treasured tool known as Filters, my #Apothecary painting-in-progress, a piece of furniture I need to paint, and another bit of #Quickening homework that used to seem really other to me, and no longer does!

For this moment, though, Hebrew vowel points. I’m not much better at them than I was all those years ago when I was in Seminary!

Somewhere, though, I’d like to think that, in the great beyond, my two Great Grampies Hezekiah and the still nameless Great Grammies who walked with them, near the beginning of the Common Era, are proud. You see, all those vowel points have to do with me realizing that I am, indeed, choosing to be here, and ready!

That feels like an enormous choice in this moment. It’s also scary in the sense that I’m only just beginning to be clear on what it is that I’m ready for!

What I do know is that, rather like a cosmic Scrabble game, things are coming together inside me. You know… like scrap quilting! Or the gathering that will wind up on that piece of furniture. A gathering of women who are also ready.

For now, though, the lioness’s face is really close to the right shape and it’s time for eyes and other mysteries! And, yes… the green on her chin has got to go!

ps… the Legendary Grammy at the top has decided she’s in charge of all the stuff I’m working on in the moment! Hallelujah!!!

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From frustration… learning!

Well, hopefully!!! It’s been a day.

Beginning with a plumber is often a dubious sign. Let’s just say there’s a big leak somewhere between the house and the street which is better than in the house, of course, but still not optimal.

The cold rain isn’t helping much! The symbol which insisted on helping us begin means as above, so below… which feels at least hypothetically encouraging at the moment!

Decided news was not auspicious for blood pressure or sanity. Bless Joan Baez. And Madam Secretary! Yep. Six seasons, basically by heart.

Then there’s the painting.

My current #work-in-progress is insisting on a lioness. I’m delighted. And perplexed. I know exactly why she has appeared. What I don’t know is how to get her to look like she did in my dream!

At this moment, I’ve discovered yet another approach that isn’t working yet. Thus, I suspect, the two insistent words in my head.

Beginner’s Mind!

Before I go on, I need to admit that this was not a big topic of conversation in nursing school or seminary! Some research was in order…

According to someone named Shunryo Suzuki:

In the beginner’s mind there are many possibilities, but in the expert’s there are few.

I began, the third time, with dots. The kind that do all the brain processing patterns but wind up looking like they were made with a teeny-tiny very raggedy broom and white paint. (It’s relaxing!!!)

A nap is the likely next possibility. (The paint needs to dry!)

I know why it feels like it matters, though. To follow along, we’ll need Leonard Cohen. Really!

There’s a big red line in the painting. Right next to where the lioness wants to be. It holds space for the notion of hineni which is the transliterated Hebrew word I learned as meaning here I am. Rather like Here I am, Lord. Is it I Lord. I have heard you calling in the night…

Yesterday, though, I was watching YouTube. There was a video I hadn’t seen before. Leonard Cohen was talking about the word, hineni and he said that, in addition to Here I am, it can also mean I am ready!

Which suddenly makes that big red line feel a whole lot more significant!!! I mean, READY feels like a very big claim in this moment!

It also seems like a viable reason for – you know – being here!!! And it is, indeed, going to take a whole lot of us!

So, my beginner’s mind and I are going to make space for a nap. Even, perhaps, a dream! Then, I’m going to add the actual word hineni to the big red line. Several times! (I like reminders!)

And, then, I suspect, I’ll see what comes next with the lioness.

I know. There’s quite a way still to go. Like vowel points. And that’s okay. You see, she and I are ready. As ready as we can be for this moment, in this moment. I think it’s her job to show me and my job to claim it!

Paint really is amazing medicine!

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Sometimes…

I heard a quote this week that I’m feeling grateful for. Kind of surprisingly, it came from a politician!

Rep. Maxwell Frost (D-FL,10) is the first Gen Z member of Congress. He’s had quite the busy week. Here are his words…

Sometimes Hope is a feeling. Hope is also a choice. Choose Hope!

Now, this guy is a bit more than half my son’s age. Adopted as an infant, Frost has Puerto Rican, Lebanese and Haitian roots. A drummer, he performed with his high school band at President Obama’s second inaugural parade. And, now, he’s making all kinds of sense in the midst of what I can only call intentional chaos.

I find it encouraging! Especially in these days when it’s harder than usual for me to feel hope!

As you might have already guessed, prayer dots have been involved!

Choose. Hope. Choose. Hope. Choose. Hope… you get the drift! Fortunately, I have plenty of room for dots!

And, it really helps! First, it slows my pulse, which tends to run fast when I’m anxious.

It also helps surprises to appear in my work. Things I can discover! Things which help me perceive things that might not have gotten in, before. (Yes… it’s a Filters thing!)

Choosing to choose hope is not a happy-sappy-Hallmark-y kind of thing. It’s a “What can I do?” kind of thing. Me. Here. Now.

It’s hard. And we have untold millions of Littles trying very hard to grow up on this planet. Now………………

Tomorrow is a big paint day. About 6 hours worth, all about healing. And, for me at least, about hope. I’ll add a photo for you along the way. For this moment, though… one from the way back machine!

Meet… What the World Needs Now!

Except for her hair and her eyes, she’s virtually all prayer dots. The fingerprint kind, which are my favorite. And every one of them for Love. Which, I suspect you’ve already realized, is a pretty hopeful choice!

And, her message seems to be growing in the context of this moment, when love for all the people seems like a much bigger reach that it did just a few years ago.

I’m not giving up, though. Not now. Not ever. And this is my symbol for… The chains which bound us are broken and we are free already!

ps… all those clean paintbrushes we began with are a pretty great symbol of Hope, too!

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A gift I didn’t know I needed!

It was a long night of scrambled dreams. Not the fun kind. If I had to pick one word, it would be UNCERTAIN!

I’m imagining you can relate.

Tea close by, I flipped on the news. Let’s just say my blood pressure suggested another choice! That was really good advice!!!

A YouTube video from 2014 … 50 Years with Peter, Paul and Mary. A memorial to Mary Travers.

I wept as I sang along. (I do, indeed, still know all the words to all the songs!) Then, these words from Mary…

It’s still peace, justice, and equality… and all of us working for those things, together.

Back in my tween/teen years, when I was learning all the songs my mom referred to as hippie-junk, I discovered a place that felt like home. It feels like home, still.

The home our world desperately needs us to re-claim! Out loud!!!

We do a lot of that in the land of Intentional Creativity® encouraged by the spirit of our creativity ancestor, Caron. She taught me that:

I matter. You matter. We matter. Mattering matters.

And, NOW seems like a really good time to be reminded of that!

The question is, How???

How might I work for peace, justice, and equality… and how might you and I do that together?

According to what I’m learning from a painting just begun, it’s going to have something to do with the inspiration of a lioness!!!

Here’s the one who appeared in my latest #Apothecary #workinprogress! And, wow… was she a surprise!!!

If you hunt around online, you’ll find something along these lines for a Lioness Spirit Animal… She symbolizes strength, power, grace, and the ability to overcome obstacles.

Please hear me say that I’m not likely to begin napping in trees or prowling the grasslands for wildebeests.

I am likely to walk the world with a bit more courage. (Or at least pretend to!) I’ll assuredly keep helping folks like you to do the same, in your own way. And there are new books ahead for helping our littles grow into themselves.

ps… the lioness in my painting has chosen a name. Mary!

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Familiar words… in a whole new context!

My first book was a really big deal for me! I’ll never forget the first time I held a copy – finished – in my hand. It so reminded me of the day I held a beating heart in my hand for 4 hours. Life changing. And, life giving!

That book is teaching me still.

Grandmothers Are in Charge of Hope!

Back in the days when I was writing, it felt a lot like quilting. A story from here. Some powerful learning from there. A soup recipe, toward the end.

And, it’s all still true. And helpful! The world, however, has changed. At least the up-close experience of it has changed for me. And, yes… it has a lot to do with the news.

Now, I know there are lots of ways to filter what’s happening. One of the most obvious ways is choosing the media sources we’ll even consider allowing into our space. You do you. As for me, I need compassion along with tragedies… and a handy remote control!

Here’s what I’ve noticed…

Before my inner Grammy was ready for hoping again, she needed a time out. Not punishment. Space. And I suspect that’s going to be a regular need for a while.

No shame. No blame. No guilt. Just space. Space for quiet. And painting. For prayer dots and writing down dreams. Space for guided imagery and coloring books. Space for nurturing my space! And for all the tools and insights in my Medicine Basket. (Even really dark chocolate!)

Here’s the reminder I needed most… and the place where that first book began:

Once upon a time, about 15 years ago, I was sitting in my living room with a group of amazing women, celebrating a magical workshop of creative giving we’d just led. And, at the risk of seeming, well, nostalgic, we were singing old summer camp songs. Mostly Peter, Paul & Mary.

Suddenly, the phone rang. I ducked out to answer. Little did I know, my life was about to change in a way that still amazes me every day.

My son was calling from Scotland. We did the hiya howya bit for a minute and then I heard this: Mama, you’re going to be a grandmother!

Witnesses would attest that I said nothing but Wow! for the next several minutes, followed by a flood of tears. I was utterly overwhelmed by the realization that my whole world had just become different. Bigger. Brighter.

Then I got my most recent book out. The one I created for all our Littles, and the Bigs who love them. The one intended to help everyone feel part of the story of Creation, with love.

Turns out that we need it even more today than we did in September when I held the first copy in my hands and marveled over how good it feels kinesthetically and emotionally.

Here’s what one reader/friend had to say:

I absolutely love the look of the cover and every single page. But what I really love also is, the feeling of the cover itself. It’s so satisfying and almost calming/soothing to the touch.

Each page has absolutely beautiful details. From the images, placements, and the text/font choice. I really like the font that was chosen. It is a nice touch for those who may struggle with dyslexia, ADHD or any other learning/reading disability. It makes for a very smooth and vivid read, without being too overwhelming.

Which brings me to my huge question in this moment…

How do we – each of us – engage the world with that same desire to help everybody feel calm and soothed and included??? (Also, perhaps, fired up!!!)

Of course, your huge question may be different and that’s okay. I am so totally hoping, though, that you’ll put words on it. Claim it. And start living into it, one intentional step at a time, with hope and compassion!

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Channeling my inner elephant!

If you’re anything like me, at least in the US, you’ve probably been busy fishing through your Medicine Basket trying to figure out what strategies might help you stay on your road in this moment of political insanity overwhelm.

Add to all that the project of rearranging and repurposing most of our home and a hypermobility pain flare, and I needed to dig deep.

The thing that helps me most is remembering why the things that matter DO matter! I’ve had some help from my friends! Here’s a bit of a message shared by the amazing artist, animal conservation activist, photographer, and coach, Julie Steelman

It’s times like these that call for the MATRIARCHS OF PEACE.  Female elephants taught me this.  The lead female will never hurt herself and she will always protect her herd.  She is bold and will confront any challenges head on.

In times of war… political challenges & craziness… uncertainty and a planet on fire, we need to invoke this energy within ourselves.

I think something inside me suspected that this time was coming when, a year or so ago, I painted the painting nicknamed Matilda

Officially, she’s an Intentional Creativity® #Apothecary painting. And, yes, you may remember meeting her before, because she’s huge medicine in my basket!

There are two kinds of images in the layers of her story. The ones I put there intentionally, and the ones that appeared as the process unfolded. Matilda, herself is one of those which appeared. The line of white dots with parentheses around them opened the psychic door. Known as the line of unimaginable tragedy, I saw an elephant’s trunk where others saw an octopus tentacle.

Isn’t perception cool???

With a whole lot more gazing and musing, along with more layers of paint, the official title of this work insisted on being The Art of Overcoming Obstacles®. And, she’s laid claim to an important piece of the wall in my study where she can convince me to turn off the news and do something – you know – nurturing!

Like, for example, reminding me what Julie said about elephant matriarchs of peace!

So, today, I joined up! I am a Matriarch of Peace! And I probably have lots to learn on the road but I’m good at that. Here’s the part that hooked me…

The lead female will never hurt herself and she will always protect her herd.

And here’s my growing edge… 

She is bold and will confront any challenges head on.

This, frankly, is not what I grew up learning. But, as the old saying goes… I am still learning! And I want, with all my heart, for my grand-teens to have a chance to learn about this as we wonder and wander together.

The amethyst elephant you met as we began is easier to carry with me than Matilda is! And, at least now, she’s chilly to the touch, with is kind of soothing to my right hand.

The blue kyanite crystal beside her is supportive in many ways. It is known to instill compassion, and does not hold negativity. Best of all, from my perspective, it encourages speaking one’s truth, cutting through fears and blockages.

And, yes, these are yet more things I didn’t learn in all those degrees! But maybe, just maybe, these are times for learning the things much of the world hoped we’d forget!

ps… that line of white dots with parentheses is my personal symbol for an old, old story that includes the amazing claim: The chains which bound us are broken and we are free at last!

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