Today I met up with a friend in the city I used to live in. We had a beautiful breakfast together and then walked the waterfront.
Along the way we came across a somewhat marshy area that had a fairly new bridge constructed.
After we walked for a time we made our way to an art studio. We bought canvases and poured paint and went to work. What an enjoyable way to spend some time.
Afterward, we walked about a block to the local theater and watched a movie about how rock and roll was created, “Echo in the Canyon”. It was amazing to see how Folk music evolved into the hits so loved of the 60’s.
All in all, one of the most lovely days I’ve had in awhile … thank you friend.
I was fortunate to hear Don Jose Ruiz speak in person last night. I am grateful that he is traveling, sharing portions of his story and the wisdom gained through these experiences.
Being our authentic self in full view of others can be a challenge, for in doing so it requires that we shed all the ‘stories’ we have created to justify certain behaviors. It requires that we do so in order to share our most personal selves.
Walking into the fear of judgement from others is not easy, nor is it easy to withstand when it arrives, which it inevitably will. Do it anyway, free yourself, LIVE.
Some of the pictures are slightly blurry after crop and enlargement. The sight was beautiful and so peaceful.
The artwork is amazing! The detail in some of the faces shows the awesome skill of the person who formed these plaques.
I was stopped by a gal who asked if I were Catholic since I had attended the Daily Mass. I told her I was fascinated by all who sought the Divine …
There were tiled paintings, and fabric paintings, and wood carvings.
If you ever find yourself in the Oregon, and like the trees, and plants, and art, look up the Grotto. It’s only a $7 entry fee.
But then … you’ve pretty much seen it all here. I would have photo’d the labyrinth after walking it, but by the time I finished there were many others on it.
I hear it is beautiful in the Spring, when the flowers first bloom. There were some flowers, but mostly just the beautiful green of the trees and plants. It was so hushed and serene … I spent two and a half hours wandering around.
One thing I will say, it’s a shame that a beautiful site such as this actually has to post big signs all over the parking lot stating not to leave valuables in the car. One would think that a sacred place might be honored, respected and safe.
Bird species never seen or heard before
The first flute carved from the first fauna
It’s not elsewhere
You assigned me to protect our lantern
To be intentional about the light
It isn’t elsewhere
My instinct has been shouting at me for years
Saying, “Let’s get out of here!”
Huge toxic tumour bulging underneath the ground here
Purify, purify, purify, purify toxicity.
Strange how a thought of ‘becoming’ something turns into the knowledge that one has always been that which they seek to be. Potential lies very deep within a person, sometimes not so deep. In order to find it, much work and focus must be applied, as well as an allowing of hidden ability to be released.
There is a propensity to think one must paint this way, or write in this manner, or sew a pattern according to someone else’s design. Getting hung up on the way things should be hinders a showing of the way things are. This is where the allowing comes in.
One may feel quite childish, or amateur in their efforts … I know I do … but this opening the door of creativity must begin somewhere, and it is in the effort to just put pen to paper, or paint on canvas, or thread to cloth, or whatever your desire is. Sometimes it starts out as a mimicking of another’s project ~ once the motions become comfortable, then personal creativity will flow easier. Without effort, nothing will happen.
It is important not to judge the way this flow begins for you. Of course it would be beneficial to have creativity nurtured as a child, but if you make it to your 50’s, after a lifetime of stuffing creativity due to fear of harsh judgement, you owe it to yourself to be the nurturer of hidden talents. Being in touch with this flow enhances life. Again, without effort, nothing will happen.
Yours is the only opinion that matters when it comes to your ability to bring your senses into matter. Don’t look to others for praise or approval, for if they tell you it is not that good, it may stifle the flow coming from you. Just be with your creation … and call it good.