we must let go of the life we have planned
February 13, 2011
WE MUST LET GO OF THE LIFE WE HAVE PLANNED, SO AS TO ACCEPT THE ONE THAT IS WAITING FOR US. Joseph Campbell
Control seemed a useful tool; it helped to make sure that ones expected plans, outcomes, would come into reality. Well you might think, that’s a good thing isn’t it? Is it? Lets think about this a little more.
If we use control, our will, to shape an expectation, to bring about a thought form and make it tangible, how do we know the form we are shaping is not coming from our distorted vision of our world? If we control our outcomes, grasping at a fixed vision then we become so blinkered we can miss little indicators on the way that may have lead us to something more meaningful and fulfilling from entering our world. Forcing our will to create takes a massive amount of energy, it can be very draining and we end up struggling when we reach a negative force, we start to battle, it can become a war as we fight to achieve our goals.
With Blinkers on we don’t listen to the biggest gift of all, our intuitive nature, our connection to the universal energy that supports us in every way. We all have an instinctual gift to share in our world, a souls purpose. Some of us know this clearly and have learnt to separate out and know the difference between, what we think this should be, often through expectation of others projected upon us and what we know to be our own true journey, a hero’s journey, full of joy and passion for life. For some it’s not so clear, but know they are being pulled along by an invisible thread to something much greater than is known to them at this time.
Dream courageously, let go of the outcome, drop the will, the control accept “what is” and allow life to unfold every second, every minute, living fully in the present with an ear tuned into the intuitive side of our nature, our feminine attributes, allows us to follow our hearts, to flow gracefully in the river of life, no struggle, no battles, just a serene unfolding that can take us to the wonderful life that is waiting for us.
A smaller example of what I mean. I had an idea in my mind that I would be breakfasting with a friend in the park this morning followed by a nice walk, but it didn’t work out. This meant a big hole opened in my day, and out came some pastels. I decided to create myself in image, not particularly for the finished article but the healing process that expressing from the heart can have upon our soul, my heart in particular is in question at the moment so I wanted to express the warmth and the life giving force a healthy heart can manifest in ones life. Just going with the flow allowed me to create this day, feels very good
sunset and sea
January 16, 2011
I enjoyed a most creative day with a dear friend of mine in her studio. She is a felt maker, and we sat together , chatted about our creative endeavours, and what was inspiring us, we pulled out lovely coloured wools, my selection inspired by the beautiful sunsets down at the sea that I had been photographing over the month I had off from work. I had gathered a stone that was really special to me and the sunsets themselves so significant. So away we went, laying out the strands of wool in the sunset hues, soaping and rubbing. I knew I wanted some kind of tendrils, not sure why, but now I can see. My finished pouch that holds my treasured stone has taken on the life of a sea creature, perhaps an anemone e or a squid like being. I am so pleased with the piece, it feels so special and has become a very treasured object.
tangled thoughts
December 8, 2010
Not been a good week so far, my head is reeling with so many thoughts, they are all tangled together………… work stuff, designing, grief, deadlines, children, hospital, ex husband, sadness, they are all in there pulsating and swirling around, my head feels like its going to explode. Quiet my mind, sit with the thoughts and accept them……………. one by one just let them go, let them pass through and accept what is………….. I am trying
This image I drew somewhile ago seems to conjour up this feeling.
Pencil sketch digitally layered
Number three, I like it, but not everyone does………….
February 26, 2010
A number that is uncomfortable for some, for me its what I know. I grew up in a three, mother, father and me until my teenage years; I have many relationships which group in three and it’s comfortable to me.
Why for some is this a threat? A dear friend of mine likened it to a three-legged stool; if one leg were kicked away then the stool would not stand up. And of course there is the triangle of persecutor, victim and rescuer, which can play out. I like to think of this verse in Ecclesiastes spoken by king Solomon “A three-ply cord is not easily severed.”
There is the Holy Trinity, the Three Jewels in Buddhism, in maths it s the first odd prime number and lucky number. Abraham Lincoln said “Of the People, By the People, For the People”. Then there are the Three Graces, The fates, the triple headed Goddesses. Chekov’s famous play the Three Sisters and in sport the Triathlon. The cycle of life, creation, life and death, the three ages of woman maiden, mother, crone. So much of life comes at us in three; it’s a joyous number to me, I like it
Tbis piece of work is a paper cut, scanned and digitally manipulated and of course it in THREE !
skeletal mass
November 23, 2009
and paper shoes all in a row………….
November 22, 2009
Carol, Carol quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
with silver bells and cockle shells and paper “shoes” all in a row
see more of my paper sculptures HERE
Head F— 2
March 28, 2009
Oh isnt she pretty, cute and sweet, pretty dress, like a dolly but her head is full, full of everthing but cute and pretty. A mask she had to wear………………..
around the corner
February 17, 2009
Sitting here this morning looking out of my window, there is a vague stirring in the breeze…….. the beautiful trees still in the their winter slumber, are beginning to awaken. The air is warmer, the soil is warming and soon the small buds will swell and eventually burst open into a riot of green growth, blossoms and stems reaching their necks up to the sun. The seasons are so beautiful, something to look forward to in each one. The promise of summer and the abundance and colour it brings forth really fills me with expectation and excitement of what is just around the corner …….
