Art is not for wimps!

First, I survived the Decatur Book Festival! Just between us… not something an introverted, mobility challenged Grammy with hyper-sensitive hearing finds restful.

There were, however, lots of Littles to wave at, a huge variety of dogs to pet, and some really cool people to meet. People who helped me get past the naked in public part of putting much of your deepest heart on canvas and between book covers.

Frankly, I would have turned down the volume on the band, stationed about half a block down the road from my little booth, though that’s way more about me than them!

We read books and experimented with Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards. And bears were a big part of the day. Nope! Not the live, wandering loose kind!

Just before we headed out, very early Saturday morning, I reached for my personal deck of wisdom cards. I decided the Symbols & Language category was calling to me, so I pulled a random one of those.

All things considered, an awesome start to the day! And, yes… it’s a #Filters thing! An experience with what my personal Map of Reality let in at that moment.

As a spirit guide, Bear is a presence, a force, and often, a teacher that shows up when you are asked to remember your own strength. It appears during times of personal transformation when you are being called to stand strong, face your fears, or retreat into yourself to gain clarity… Where might Bear be leading you now???

If you’re still reading along, you’re at least curious about this whole #Filters adventure, which is a great place for taking new steps.

So…

JUST CLICK HERE for answers to questions and Next Right Things!

ps… it really, really, really IS time!

When learning sneaks up!

Last night, I watched The Voice. And, even though I can’t carry a tune to save my soul, I learned some really useful things. Or, more accurately, was reminded of some really useful things.

While I was watching The Voice, I was also packing books and WingedEyeWisdom Cards and art prints for this weekend’s Decatur Book Festival. My version of The Voice, in a very real sense!

I know. It might seem like an odd way to spend an evening when the nation I live in feels like it’s crumbling around us. In fact, though, it helped! Not cosmically, perhaps, but in the sense that I lived my belief that my job in this world is claiming my vision of Concrete Passion & Very Large Hope… and taking another step in the direction of helping others to claim their visions.

I cheered for the singers. I felt for their family members – the thrilled and the disappointed. And, here’s the thing… showing up matters. Claiming dreams matters. As long as our dreams don’t obliterate everybody else’s.

It’s truth time.

I’m having a bit of a trauma flare. Well, maybe a bit more than a bit. You see, I know what it’s like to be around someone who thinks their wants, their ego, their power is all that matters. And I promised myself that I was going to learn from that experience and not go there again!

Fortunately, I have a plan. A plan for going, instead, to the place where I am called. My immediate next right thing is sleep. Then, more painting. Hearth tending. Prepping for the Book Festival. And, sharing this with you…

I can help YOU make YOUR plan for the journey to the place where YOU are called. Really!!! And we’re starting soon! It’s going to take a whole lot of us, and it probably won’t be easy, but – one step at a time – we’ll get closer! And, NOW is the time we’ve got!!!

And, if you’re in the neighborhood, drop by booth 58 at the Decatur Book Festival. There will be Red Thread and Good Trouble buttons!

ps… thanks, Walter!

I wonder what she’d say…

I’ve been thinking about Elsie – my story Gramma – a lot these last few days. It took me a bit to realize why. Thursday was her birthday. She would have been 134 years old! That’s hard for me to even imagine. What’s harder still is trying to imagine what she would say about what’s going on in our world!

In theory, she and I would have been sitting – as it were – on opposite sides of the aisle. Yep! That one. I can’t imagine, though, that she would be happy about much of the nonsense that’s filling our news. I can almost see her, hand stitching quilt blocks. The Grandmother’s Flower Garden kind. The first ones she let me help with, when I was about six.

Hard to say whether it’s memories or some magical reminder, but I’ve been thinking quilts, too. In my case, the painted kind! My current #Taliswoman painting-in-progress is sticking firmly with her chosen title: Quilting New Stories®. And I’ve got nearly enough under-layers done to start painting those quilt pieces.

It’s a MetaModern thing! How we make new meaning out of bits and pieces of history and current learning. Here’s the thing…

The labels don’t mean what they used to. Things we thought we could depend on feel like they’re hanging in the balance. And trust feels really challenging. All while my older grandteen just voted for the first time, which is nothing if not hope in the chaos!!!

Then, Saturday, I sat down with an engaged couple and we played Wisdom Cards and Filters! And you know what??? It worked!!!

Thirty some years of couples and pre-marital coaching experience, more weddings than I can count, a 269 page long doctoral dissertation, and a whole lot of creative courage, set loose in a way that leads to new questions rather than external, outdated rules!!! Laughter. Tears. Ah-hah’s. And my very favorite thing… Concrete Passion & Very Large Hope! (Thanks, Walter!)

A precious, chosen piece of THEIR map-of-reality-in-progress! One that I’m betting will be a big help on the hard days…

There are lots of things I can’t change all by myself. I suspect you feel the same way. There ARE things we can do. I’m choosing the kind that empower others. Others of good will. It’s a place to start!

I suspect Elsie would approve. At least the quilting and empowering part!

ps… curious??? Awesome! Click here to get your very own deck of Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards. And, no, you don’t need to be engaged for them to be really helpful! You just need a longing and a willingness to set out toward the next right thing!

pps… mark your calendar now! All the info on our upcoming #Filters class will be in Wedneday’s blog! Just one warning… if you show up for you, things will get different!

When words & paint gang up on old hang-ups!

One of my current paintings-in-progress is known by several names. Artisan is the easy one. Talisman is next. Or, in my case, Taliswoman. Commonly, that means an object held to act as a charm to avert evil and bring good fortune. Or – my favorite – something producing apparently magical or miraculous effects. It is related to the Greek, telos which means end, result, or fulfillment… and boils down, historically, as consecrate.

Now, that, right there, is enough to cause a ruckus in some of the places I’ve hung out. Here’s an example from my years as the Wandering Wedding Woman... Think of it rather like what happens with a wedding ring. Round. Metal. With or without gem stones. Jewelry. Set apart from the usual with meaning and purpose.

That’s what this painting is all about, for me.

We began with claiming our core identity. Gulp!!! And, Oh, Holy Wow!!! And, yes… now I know more!

Part of that, I suspect, has a lot to do with a familiar question in a new context. (Yep! Filters!!!) And new context can come in many forms. The top two on my list at this moment are news and body-gone-rogue. You fill in what comes to your mind!

The deep underlayers are generational surprises. The stories before the stories before the stories I knew. Part of what I hate about our current context is all the increasing efforts to erase those stories. To ban them, if you will, from the greater conversation. This painting is me, refusing to play along.

Then, there’s the body stuff. Mystery symptoms they didn’t cover in nursing school. Pain. Tests. Anxiety over what feels like an overdose of unknown. My painting, though, is insisting on bodies. Generations of them. Bodies carrying stories and symbols and choices.

Deep breath, now, for the big news, please.

We can’t treat our bodies as consecrated if we are – at the same time – trying to banish, ignore, or blame them. Boiled down… consecrate and neglect don’t go together!!!

The painting, as you could probably tell, is a long way from finished. As is sorting my relationship with my body! Here’s what I do know:

I’m staying on the road! Body, Mind, and Spirit!!!

And, I have a map!!! Well, a couple of them…

First, Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards! They’re actually arriving in their new homes!!! Here’s a bit of what one new client had to say:

Sue! I received the package with your beautiful wisdom cards and book. I read through the book. I had spent the afternoon with a friend who is frustrated that she hasn’t found her purpose in life. I am going to lend the cards to her for her to use. Thank you. They arrived at just the right time! (LSM)

Just click here and the elves will hook you up with your very own!

ps… there’s a Filters class coming, too! Stay tuned…

Entering the Intentional Unknown…

Gulp! As I suspect you’ve noticed, it’s been quite a week, at least in the land still known as The United States of America!

First, please hear me say that I’m going to assume that you’re doing whatever sorting you need to do with the stuff my Social Studies teachers used to call current events, according to your Filters. I am, too! And, even being aware of that is huge!

There’s another thing happening in my corner of the world, too. The Legendary Husband and I actually have an entire weekend with no external obligations or expectations!!! This is a very rare event at our house and we took some time to choose – intentionally – what would be most helpful.

As I write these words, Bill is napping. Blessed be! We’ve had no shortage of stress and not-knowing lately. The rest of our plans are organized around the notion of making what we have work better with what we need.

Blessedly, a friend will help with actual furniture shifting, tomorrow. (Not my best thing!) Then there’s the fact that shifting furniture goes hand in hand with shifting artwork! And that means not only a lot of measuring, but also which paintings whisper from the walls and where they need to be.

And, no… I’m not crazy. I’m just more tuned in to how I actually process things than the 5-senses bit I learned in nursing school!

So, left-over Strategy Soup for dinner. (The food kind!) Comfort and yummy healing in a bowl. And super easy!

Paintings to re-wire so they’ll hang at different heights. Sheets in the dryer. Quick review of the Feng Shui book! (Intention counts!)

And, yes… it hasn’t been too long since we had a similar adventure in other parts of the house. Here’s the thing… our needs change. Our dreams change. Our intentions for our life change. And, if nothing else, the context around us often makes it harder to ignore what we long for!

In a rather odd way, I find that comforting! Now, you can skip the next paragraph or two if you’re not in a space for real deal chatting. Fair warning that I am in such a space!

First, take a glimpse, please, at the photo we began with. From my recent #Quickening adventure. (The same adventure in which the Wisdom Cards were conceived!) It’s Creation-esque, for sure. And I love it.

What you can’t see, though, is all the layers of trying and trying again! Trying to get the energy I felt inside to appear in the world. And – here’s the big thing – I think Creators get it! I no longer think that they snapped their fingers one week and the whole world appeared as we know it, now. Instead, I believe that there was a whole lot of hoping and learning and loving along the way.

And, just between us, that feels like the best plan I know for this moment in time! One right thing after the other, hoping and praying that – one day – we’ll all join hands. In the meantime, though, I have some other strategies!

ps… ask the elves to hook you up with a batch of Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards and they’ll be delighted to email you the soup recipe, too! (It really is easy… and ever so adaptable!) Order your cards now, while they’re in stock, before the Decatur Book Festival coming up October 4!

pps… while I’m making space, I still have a bit for a couple more 1:1 coaching clients! And a very special offer! Get 6 sessions for the usual investment of 4… and a set of Wisdom Cards, as my gift! The Next Right Thing is getting on the road to the place where you are called, and you don’t have to enter the unknown alone!

There isn’t a box!

As you’ve probably heard, I’m a bit of a Madam Secretary junkie! Okay… maybe more than a bit! I suspect, like my similar fondness for The West Wing, it has to do with wanting to fill at least some of my intentional awareness with what I choose, rather than what’s in the news.

So, a couple of nights ago, it was time to circle around to MSec, season 1, episode 1 again. President Conrad Dalton is standing in Elizabeth’s kitchen on the farm, asking her to be Secretary of State. She is, shall we say, surprised. Perplexed. More than a bit curious. When she asks, Why me? she gets a great answer from her old boss.

You don’t just think outside the box, replies Dalton. You don’t even know there is a box!

Now, I’ve seen this episode more times than I can count. This time I HEARD it! Yes… it’s a Filters thing! And, from my perspective, the news is way too full of people trying to convince us that their box is the only one we can have.

I’m not buyin’ it!

Which led me, sometime in the wee hours when my head was full of #Taliswoman paint plans, to wonder if there are any boxes! Or, perhaps… there are only the boxes we choose!

And, yes… this has a whole lot to do with all the hanging out I’ve been doing in the land of Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards!

What if we choose consciously??? Really! Me. And YOU. And help our Littles learn that they’ll be able to choose, too, though a bit of brain growing will help along the way…

As you may have heard, we moved a lot when I was a Little. One of those times, when I was just three, my okay-to-move box was all about whether there would be corn on the cob and Romper Room in the new place!

In some ways my world has gotten considerably more complicated since then. What I’ve realized, though, is that my main box – my most precious one – is pretty simple.

Concrete Passion and Very Large Hope.

Choose it. Have it. Be it. Do it. Write it. Paint it. Teach it. Share it. And, yes… vote for it! Even on days when it feels a lot like the image at the top… shifting, vague, and not too clear, yet!

The red blotch, over to the left, is my mark. My intention, if you will. My determined presence.

As boxes – or non-boxes – go, this one feels like a really huge start!!!

There’s room for you, too! Keep reading along. Root around a bit in the “archives”.

Get yourself a deck of cards. (And, yes… the Calling Cloths are in stock!)

Ask me about 1:1 coaching. (There’s a really special offer going on just now!) 45 min. My gift. Your questions!

Stay tuned for the latest Filters class, coming soon! Better yet, leave a comment, below, and let me know you’re interested! Or email me: suesvoice@gmail.com

My calling is to help you find – and claim – the place where you are called! It’s going to take a whole bunch of us!!!

Where might YOUR magic Tardis door lead???

Context goes both ways!

If you’ve been hanging out for a while, you know I have a thing about context. The external stuff unfolding around us… and, if you’re anything like me, it may feel like there’s an avalanche of it happening just now, even if you’re intentionally rationing news time.

I’ll admit that there’s part of me that wishes I could control a whole lot more of it than I can. I can’t even actually control my internal responses to all the stuff I’d label as crazy.

What I can do is make conscious choices about what I do with my time and energy and resources in this moment!

First, though, flashbacks, if you will, from my earliest days as a reporter… for the high school paper & yearbook. Who? What? When? Where? Why? How? Yep… Filters!

Here’s a real life example… my first year on yearbook staff, I was in charge of covering freshman basketball & freshman wrestling. (Lucky me!) There were absolute photo commandments from our advisor. Action shots always. Our guys – and I do mean that literally – had to be winning in all photos, and no armpit or butt shots!

As it happens, though, I have some different things to write, just now. Like a plan for the next Filters class! After a really helpful conversation with a dear friend, I dreamed it. Literally! And the “rules” I’m choosing for this adventure are utterly more helpful than those old yearbook rules!

I’ll have details to share soon. For this moment, a sentence or two from my journal to get your curiosity going:

… Every day she got out the secret book she was writing and read some words from her old friend, Fred Buechner: The place where we are called is where our deep joy and the world’s deep longing meet. She’d actually known Fred long enough to know that those words worked in lots of times and places and ways. And she was counting on them, now, more than ever before!

In fact, her vision of that place became a great deal clearer as she wrote!

The next right waking thing, though, was packing up already adopted decks of Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards for their trip to the Post Office on Monday! (Labor Day week tends to leave the delivery elves a bit behind!)

For this moment… fix yourself a cuppa and give yourself some space for visioning. You, in time for 2026. Place, claimed! Next right things planned out. The personal kind AND the big picture kind!

Here’s a bit of what one participant in the most recent Filters class had to say about her #workinprogress:

What a great circle of discussion yesterday in Filters. Two symbols that often come up for me are Gratitude and the Celtic Triskelion. Meanings next to sketches. And they’re fun to draw 😉 Thank you! I can’t wait to talk with my canvas tonight!!! (S.M.)

Now, though, the part that wonders me the most: As we encounter our Filters and get to know them, we gain access to many, many more conscious choices along the way. I love choices! Now, I suspect, more than ever!!! And there are a whole lot of them to experiment with in the cards! This one is from the Symbols & Language category, and wow, does she bring a message for this moment! A message about staying on the path, even when it’s really hard and scary.

Here are some next right things:

Order your very own cards now! All the details are here…

And, if you’d like to talk about your next right thing, just tell the calendar elves here! They’ll set you up with 45 min. My gift. And first dibs on a very special offer for 1:1 coaching. You’ll want something to write on & with, and some Red Thread if it’s handy. We can even pull you a card! The world needs what you’re dreaming!!!

ps… today, my first granddaughter is turning 18. (Gulp!) And I’m feeling more determined than ever!!!

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