There are so many shifts and transformations that color this past year for me. I am learning. Taking big steps and baby steps. The biggest change is allowing anxiety around finances to just be, sitting with it, reaching out for help, enriching my support network, listening, facing, communicating, trying, failing, trying again, moving forward. I…
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What I learned in 2013: honor your gift.
– Yesterday I posted what I learned about myself in 2013. I was going to write a long list of words and concepts I embraced in 2013. – – But I stripped it down. Stripped it down to the bare essence: – So what I truly learned in 2013 is that I have the right,…
Removing the fear- a deconstruction.
Deconstructing a blockage tonight by analyzing its essential parts:
The Housewife Howled- regurgitations from the journals of the husfru, 1994. Part 1
I pulled out an old package of journal scribblings from 1994. Written when my kids were young, I was married and three years in to an art career. Let’s take a look shall we? Preface: So here I sit about to embark on the great adventure: the writing of a book. My book. But where…
Fear and resistance on a Monday morning. #Journal
The more scared we are of a work or a calling, the more sure we can be that we have to do it. ~ The War of Art by Steven Pressfield I am answering a call. More on that soon. Yet still I struggle with the same old anxieties around money. I am taking steps, mind…
Responsibility garden… #journalexercise
I am taking charge of my own life. All the seeds have been planted. The shoots are healthy. And growing. It’s time for me to tend my own garden. In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are…
“Taming the inner critic” Part 5 #acceptance #dialogue
Taming the Inner Critic PART 5- coming to a place of acceptance Now that you have built a relationship with your inner critic, it’s time to sit down together and have an honest dialogue. Stream of consciousness. Let go of defensiveness. Stop fighting. Stop giving it all the power. Accept the role you play. Accept…
Did something unexpected happen? Laura asked. #sfo #reflection
I had a wonderful conversation about my San Francisco trip today with my incredible friend, Laura Mack. As always, she managed to ask powerful questions that nudge me to reflect. Did anything happen during the trip that was unexpected? Hmmm… The art event was amazing- and not unexpected. The street art filled my soul with…
Flight journal-stream of consciousness questions in the clouds.
Flight journal-stream of consciousness questions in the clouds. On takeoff, as the earth rushed underneath me and the draw of gravity pulled my attention in my window seat 32F, a question struck me- is it ok to die today? Would I run into Mamma and Pappa’s arms? Would I be at torpet? Would there be…
“Taming the inner critic” journal exercise revisited.
PART 1: With your dominant hand write all those nasty things your inner critic hacks away at you. With your non-dominant hand, tell the inner critic off, tame it, write positive things about yourself. This exercise allows those racing thoughts to purge out on paper with the hand you usually write with. Forcing yourself to…
Journal entry: In DEBT yes, but inDEBTed to art as well.
I have been experiencing chronic anxiety [or more than usual] of late. I am better able to sit with it [not perfect by any means, for at times I am debilitated by it] and to ride through just the physical symptoms. Many changes are happening in my life- there are new developments in my art…
The failure dragon may be too tired to sabotage me today…
On the cusp of things moving forward and still facing extreme financial issues but I dare say the fear/anxiety has a different tone. I want to write question mark ‘?’ Different tone? But actually no- different tone. Period. This is the time in our dream quest where we have to: Wait And Allow. You’ll come…
“Never forget you are Daddy’s girl.” Drawn Together excerpt series Part 4
Drawn Together excerpt series Part 4: My father always ended his letters to me with: Truth. Drawn Together- Maintaining Connections and Navigating Life’s Challenges With Art Roar’s art provided him with a much needed connection to the world after a devastating stroke. YOU CAN BUY THE BOOK HERE: – NEXT STEP: Workbook/workshop series under development to…
Helena, the film. A script idea by my father. Drawn Together excerpt series Part 3
Drawn Together- Maintaining Connections and Navigating Life’s Challenges With Art Roar’s art provided him with a much needed connection to the world after a devastating stroke. My father drew inspiration from many sources. His newspapers, his readings, his scrapbooks. Films like Hemsöborna. He not only drew, but wrote and wrote and wrote. Drawn Together excerpt…
Change comes upon us, not slowly, but suddenly, abruptly. Drawn Together excerpt series Part 2
Drawn Together- Maintaining Connections and Navigating Life’s Challenges With Art Roar’s art provided him with a much needed connection to the world after a devastating stroke. Drawn Together excerpt series Part 2: Roar’s journal entry: YOU CAN BUY THE BOOK HERE: – NEXT STEP: Workbook/workshop series under development to accompany the book. MISSION STATEMENT To…
“… just two people, riding the waves of life.” Drawn Together excerpt series Part 1
Drawn Together- Maintaining Connections and Navigating Life’s Challenges With Art Roar’s art provided him with a much needed connection to the world after a devastating stroke. Drawn Together excerpt series Part 1: She could not tear herself away from the old man. She clung to him and wiped her eyes on her apron, her manner…
JOURNAL EXERCISE: Who am I really?
Inspired by moments of self-doubt and lack of momentum, I found myself looking at who I really am, to me. JOURNAL EXERCISE: Who am I really? Write without hesitation. What happens? Who are you? — I am many. I am the 9 year old too frightened to use the washroom at school and peeing…
Celebrating being what @SusanAkaSARK calls SPLENDIDLY IMPERFECT. #journalexercise
There is a lot of joy in the mess and chaos of living as a “splendidly imperfect” human being. – Sark Draw yourself in the centre of the sheet. On one side list things that come to mind when you think of the word IMPERFECT. Don’t worry about getting it all in or making sense….
ADD TO THE JOURNAL PAGES AND BE PART OF OUR COMMUNITY JOURNAL PROJECT! #drawntogether
ADD TO THE JOURNAL PAGES AND BE PART OF OUR COMMUNITY JOURNAL PROJECT! Join now on ETSY: Sign up for $30! YOUR PURCHASE INCLUDES TWO ORIGINAL HAND-MADE DOUBLE-SIDED THERAPEUTIC JOURNAL PAGES CREATED BY MY FATHER AND I. YOU ALSO RECEIVE OUR BOOK, “DRAWN TOGETHER: MAINTAINING CONNECTIONS AND NAVIGATING LIFE’S CHALLENGES WITH ART.” Click on image…
My Dad’s #journal recounts the daily trials and tribulations in Rm 207. #residentialcare. PART 4
Found journal. Roar Thorsen recounts the daily trials and tribulations in Room 207 and the halls of a residential care facility. 2007-2008 Roar had a debilitating stroke on September 2005. On February 14, 2007, he moved into room 207. See PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 — PART 4: [My father loved driving. LOVED it….
My Dad’s #journal recounts the daily trials and tribulations in Rm 207. #residentialcare. PART 3
Found journal. Roar Thorsen recounts the daily trials and tribulations in Room 207 and the halls of a residential care facility. 2007-2008 Roar had a debilitating stroke on September 2005. On February 14, 2007, he moved into room 207. See PART 1 PART 2 — PART 3: My life has changed completely since it took…
My Dad’s #journal recounts the daily trials and tribulations in Rm 207. #residentialcare. PART 2
Found journal. Roar Thorsen recounts the daily trials and tribulations in Room 207 and the halls of a residential care facility. 2007-2008 Roar had a debilitating stroke on September 2005. On February 14, 2007, he moved into room 207. See PART 1 — PART 2: Next candidate for room. He is wearing the green scrub uniform…
My Dad’s #journal recounts the daily trials and tribulations in Rm 207. #residentialcare. PART 1
Found journal. Roar Thorsen recounts the daily trials and tribulations in Room 207 and the halls of a residential care facility. 2007-2008 My father passed away in Room 207 on October 25, 2012 at approximately 9 PM. To share this journal is incredibly healing for me, for as I type it, I feel I am…
Change. What does it mean to you? #journalexercise
Change. What does it mean to you? Write it out. Collect images that reflect your thoughts. Journal: Sometimes I long for stability and sameness. Change is the constant though. I have learned to not fight it, learned to embrace it, and go in the direction that feels right in the heart and in the mind….
Life has no opposite. – Eckhart Tolle #journalexercise
Birth <–> LIFE <–> Death What comes to mind? Draw it out in your journal. When you walk through a forest that has not been tamed and interfered with by man, you will see not only abundant life all around you, but you will also encounter fallen trees and decaying trunks, rotting leaves and decomposing…
Gather your abundance… journal ramblings.
What’s the one thing missing in your life? In mine- that’s easy. I have passion, I have my art, I love being myself, and being by myself, I am happily divorced, I have no unfinished business with my mother who passed, nor with my father now, I have an extraordinary family and friends who lend…
… the proper sorrows of the soul. #grief #journal
There is a sanity to grief… given to all, [grief] is a generative and human thing…it acts to preserve the self. – Kay Jamison Absolutely drenched. Wrenched. And drenched. I spent the full day with Dad today after his morning procedure when I “could” have been home finishing our manuscript and “should” have been trying…
Father and daughter journals. #artheals
I am delighted to be collaborating with Julie and Greg Salisbury of Influence Publishing in bringing Drawn Together to fruition! — I went to the storage room and pulled out some of the journals Dad and I shared from 2002-2005. They are quite magical and they carried us through those tough years as I was…
JOURNAL: process out the stickiness
Working on the book, I find myself falling into expected dips of low energy. Stickiness. I ride the waves of excitement and melancholy. I remind myself that it’s ok to take a break and to journal out those moments that feel heavy. You don’t lose her all at once; you lose her in…
Desperately seeking Karin… #journal #grief #arttherapy
As I work on the book with Dad, I am drenched in memories and find myself obsessively looking at photos of my mother. She’s around 20 in the photos and just starting her adult life. I am loving it, but it’s also overwhelming. Knowing the path that lies ahead of her… Last night I walked…