Hello!

Two weeks off from this blog - thank you for coming back after my absence! I need get away time so much, time to regroup, rethink, reset those neural pathways! I am actually reading a book about brain plasticity called "The Brain That Changes Itself," by Norman Doidge, and it is wonderful -- I am learning to replace negative thoughts with thoughts of gratitude, and it is such a good thing.
My journal, although not a gratitude journal, helps me with this, too -- just the act of tearing and gluing and coloring really helps move my thoughts into a positive place.
Creativity work wonders, in many ways.
Creativity connects me to the universal flow that gives life.
My art is my worship. . . . . it heals me and keeps me going.
I know this clearly after my time away. I went to a workshop on Shamanism, but it healed me in many areas of my life, and I am looking forward to where I am headed, into the flow of making art my life work. . . .
and my connection to the Earth is key to this energy, touching the "mother", with bare feet and hands is something we all need to do every day.
Try it -- it really does heal.
Being cooped up inside just might be causing lots of the problems in our culture today, so I am vowing to get outside everyday, to connect with that life force, and bring it into my art and my voice here. Feeling the energy in the trees, the sky, the grass, the flowers, flowing bodies of water. . . .
and to be grateful for all the blessings of earth and family . . . .




"Art lost its basic creative drive the moment it was separated from worship. It severed an umbilical cord and now lives its own sterile life, generating and degenerating itself. In former days the artist remained unknown and his work was to the glory of God." Ingmar Bergman