Zentangle

I told a story recently about yoga experience that involved a guided meditation. Quick summary: it involved talking to my baby boy, Liam, who passed away in 2005, and some crying. It was, very simply, a healing experience.

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What I also mentioned back in that post, somewhat shamefully, is that I watch Grey’s Anatomy. But more importantly it’s that I cry—a lot—while watching Grey’s Anatomy. Over the last couple-few weeks it’s come into my awareness that maybe I count on this show to do this thing for me. Maybe. This is what’s really interesting, though, ever since my guided-meditation-yoga-experience (that’s a bunch of episodes) I haven’t cried during the show.
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Altered Book

altered book The altered book directive. What you need: one (1) book, art supplies, your imagination. altered bookI love altering a book. I find it entirely relaxing to cut out a bunch of pictures in order to make new pictures. altered bookIt can also work as a journal, a sketchbook, an art journal, a cookbook, a pop-up book, a children’s book, an erotic book, a comic book. You get it. Lots of things.altered book I find that I like to doodle in mine when I’m working out my thoughts on something else. It sort of helps me clear out. altered book It could just as easily be made with a specific intention, though. Like what? Like, well, what’s up with you right now? Personally, I could create a book around food and health–healthy food, healthy babies, feeling crazy because I’m trying to be healthy, feeling judgmental about health, feeling exhausted by it…that’s a good start. altered book I might have to create that book. What is on your mind? A lot? Make an altered book about it.

Art Therapy Directive: Collage

I’ve been feeling unsure lately. Unsure of my direction…in my profession/in my future/as a mother/as a provider/as a person who needs to repay a pile of student loans. It gets confusing. I find myself out of balance and anxious. Sitting in my office today I was digging through some blogs, trying to figure out my blogging bend, trying to figure out how to make money, and I was feeling lost. So I thought I’d try some art therapy (strangely it was a light bulb moment–even though this is what I do). I decided to find some clarity. Collage style.

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I started by setting an intention. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and repeated clarity a few times in my head. Then I wrote it down on my paper…not necessary, but I felt like I needed it to keep on task.

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Creating a collage I often pick images that grab my attention. I try not to question it.

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But I find myself going, “geesh, what the heck is this about?”, “Don’t put that in there, what will people think?” And I remind myself it’s the process. I take another breath.

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In a really interesting coincidence, this story was being shared on the radio as I was typing this up. I’ll include a link to the audio as soon as WPR gets it up! And it’s up: listen here. It’s about working women slowing down and stepping back.

So how do I feel now? Better. My final image has given me some insight to my priorities. I also feel a sense of confidence in what I’ve been doing professionally and on the home front. I feel grounded, I’d say, overall.