decisions from the past which were attempts of mine to assert my right to my dreams came back to haunt me
beauty kept bombarding me
mundanity kept ankle tapping me
confusion about priorities made the colours i was experiencing muddy and clarity was evading me
so i went for a walk on the beach
winter beach, early morning, thick grey sea and sky, brilliant shafts of sunlight singing through the cloud , them disappearing again reflecting the landscape inside me....
so i called my child self and i called my grandparents....
i told the scared and defensive little girl that it was ok to ask for what she wanted, it was ok to say when enough was enough, it was ok to expect kind treatment...
i asked my grandparents for their thoughts and i was met with warmth and love and acceptance, and under my feet heart shaped rock after heart shaped rock
and it came to me - all the fear i have about inviting big into my life relates back to this time where i chose travel and freedom over my (now) husband - the anguish about the pain i caused still sits inside me - (and him as evidenced by our fight)
I left a trail of devistation when i chose South Africa over him.
i have strived for acceptance and forgiveness and good personhood ever since.
Choosing a creative life felt like facing the same choice - in order to have that was i going to have to jettison the role i have now as completely as i did then?
Will i have to continue to strive to be more than what i am? - a better artist archetype (living alone in some hovel, creating masterworks effortlessly, pleasing all whose eyes fall upon my work)
Will i have to be less than what i am? - (no longer a wife and mother, no longer loved and understood)
and then it came to me - with all the heart shaped rocks and love i felt
I just am what i am - i no longer have to strive to be better or worse for anyone else.
i no longer have to sacrifice or berate or measure
i have access to all my resources just as I AM
I have what i need as I AM
it is all possible just as I AM
and my heart went back to Colin McCahon whose work so lights my heart and i honour him here and thank him for the iconography which i see now each time i get scared..
The colour of the sky *the ocean * Elizabeth and Maeve * people who reach beyond the ordinary * genuine generosity *good food * watching things grow * the miracle of birth *a woman's power *tenderness in all its forms * the cycle of life * courage * people with a sense of fun * compassion * beautiful jewellery * art that is made from the heart - without a view to the purchaser or the market but made because it has to come *Clarissa Pincola Estes * grace
LIKE SANDS THROUGH THE HOURGLASS THESE ARE MORETHINGSTHATITHINK
i welcome you with warmth and love to the thoughts that grab me .... and the way they come out of my fingers when i make the time in my day as a mother and artist and poodle walker to write them down.....