Friday, October 28, 2011

Watercolour and Waterlogged

What's a girl to do? It's Friday, and I am waiting, waiting, waiting for a return phone call. So, although the rain is pouring outside, I have some wonderful music playing, a cup of tea steeping, and a pile of art supplies.

This is the best way to spend a rainy Friday afternoon!

Creatively yours,


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Just How I Feel

How quickly my moods change! Yesterday, the sun was shining and it was brisk and cold, but I knew the weather was turning, so I bundled up and dashed out for a walk before the sun went down, and today it is back to cold, gray drizzle. I was feeling all optimistic and energized after that great power walk in the sunshine. But, now, the weather is affecting my mood. I feel a bit isolated and dreary. Can't help's just how I feel. Maybe a little poetry will put me back in the frame of mind I was in yesterday. Can't hurt?

The Autumn Sonnets

If I can let you go as trees let go
Their leaves, so casually, one by one,
If I can come to know what they do know,
That fall is the release, the consummation,
Then fear of time and the uncertain fruit
Would not distemper the great lucid skies
This strangest autumn, mellow and acute.
If I can take the dark with open eyes
And call it seasonal, not harsh or strange
(For love itself may need a time of sleep),
And, treelike, stand unmoved before the change,
Lose what I lose to keep what I can keep,
The strong root still alive under the snow,
Love will endure -- if I can let you go.

by May Sarton, from "Selected Poems of May Sarton" 1978

or maybe Anne Lamott will shake me out of the doldrums.

“Writing and reading decrease our sense of isolation. They deepen and widen and expand our sense of life: they feed the soul. When writers make us shake our heads with the exactness of their prose and their truths, and even make us laugh about ourselves or life, our buoyancy is restored. We are given a shot at dancing with, or at least clapping along with, the absurdity of life, instead of being squashed by it over and over again. It's like singing on a boat during a terrible storm at sea. You can't stop the raging storm, but singing can change the hearts and spirits of the people who are together on that ship.”

― Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Mid October

It is an absolutely glorious day here in beautiful British Columbia. Blue sky, crisp and cold autumn day. I was immersed in my journals last week, and had some time to work out some issues about my freelance business.

It always feel like being in transition when you freelance. You finish one job, and then you worry about where the next bit of work is going to come from, and then you make contacts and then you wait for responses, and you think...hmmmm, will I ever get another contract? How will I pay the bills? And then...whoosh, out of the blue, in comes the next contract and you're off and running again.

Some days I just long for a steady where I know I don't have to worry about what is next. And then along comes a day like today, where I am in charge of my own schedule. I can take in the glorious weather, and I truly am my own boss.

Well, it's always a trade-off. Some days like today. I am the winner.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Creative Leap

I have the luxury of a few days where my work projects are all completed, I have the time, the art supplies and the freedom to really focus some attention on a few creative projects that I have been wanting to start for some time now. My house is empty and it's a little bit stormy. What more could I ask for?

But now, oh the possibilities, making decisions and taking action becomes the challenge. So many ideas! I need to get clear, make a plan, and get busy...I'll report back, and let you know how it's all going.

Creatively yours,