Energy does expand…..Or why you should cheer on your peers!

A friend of mine recently asked me…”why do you share other artists posts about their classes or successes.  Aren’t you a little jealous?”  “Aren’t you afraid that your students will become their students..etc.”?  The answer to that is a big NO. No I’m not afraid, no I’m not envious, no I don’t think my classes will suffer.  No, no, no to all of that.  Do I wish their success was mine? No. Because then I would have to create like them, or be them and I can’t do that.  So that would be a big fail lol.

What I do think is this…there is enough success to go around for everyone.  If you don’t believe that than just look out into the world.  Lots and lots and lots of successful people.   On every level and in every business.  Not just financially successful,  but emotionally and spiritually successful.  It’s not like there are two spots in the success business,  and you just got mine.  If you truly believe in success than you know that it is infinite and not finite.   My spot can’t be taken by you. If I gain my spot it does not cause you to lose yours.

And let me just say as an aside here…I see a lot of stuff about people copying someone else’s style.  Or their ideas. I’m a strong believer that we all sometimes copy in order to learn. (while of course giving credit to the teacher for that style as we are learning)  But long term…copiers won’t be successful.  They don’t have the same inspiration as the original artist. Their art will not be their own and will tend to fall flat. I can copy lots of styles for a short amount of time…but long term it doesn’t work for me and it won’t work for them.   I tend to ignore those people and go on about my creative life.  Ain’t nobody got time for all that!  And still those people are not “taking” my spot. To the copiers I would say…if you want a sure fire way to stop the creative energetic flow….keep it up! Because all of that copying crap comes from fear of not being good enough and laziness.  And that kind of fear/attitude is death to your art practice.  Just saying.

Back to the most important reason you should cheer on your peers.  Because it takes a village.  That’s why.  It takes friends, and supporters to even start to be successful in the art world.  It takes an amazing amount of energy and practice and just all around knowledge to begin the journey.   I applaud that in others,  I applaud that in you…I applaud that in myself.  I want you to cheer me on as I’m on the journey, to be smiling at me because you are happy for me.  Just as I am happy for you.  Your success is my success because it gets the energy moving.  See how that works?  That right there is how energy expands and fills up the world.  Thank you!  You’re welcome!

 

Just hold her hand…

 

Today,  we are celebrating the birth of our first Granddaughter.  It was a hard road to get her here.  I won’t bore you with the specifics but it’s truly a miracle that she was born at all.   I can honestly say that I will never forget the sight of her being born after a long and painful delivery process. I won’t forget watching my daughter, struggle to bring her into the world, as she held my hand and stared up into my face. I won’t forget praying that the pain would be over for her soon. I won’t forget watching her husband coach her on so lovingly,  and cut his newborn daughter’s umbilical cord.  I will not ever forget the sight of my granddaughter tumbling into the world and my feelings of awe….and terror.  I may or may not have done some ugly crying in that moment.

I watched her begin her life… and I watched my daughter struggling to regain her equilibrium and begin her life as a Mom.  I watched as my granddaughter nursed for the first time and how my daughter’s entire universe tilt-shifted towards her in that very moment. I recognized the signs because I have had that exact same moment with my daughter and son. There is incredible power in becoming a mom. Just imagine… your daughter will quiet at the sound of your voice in the curve of your arm. Just by holding her you can lower a fever. You and Ian will be her whole world for many, many years.  She will need you like nobody has ever needed you. It’s overwhelming and terrifying and exhausting. And, It’s worth every damn second.

I can’t put an age to it, but I remember at some point feeling as though I’d learned it all. I was years deep in motherhood before I learned how much I had left to learn. I don’t know where you’re at but I think it would be beneficial to you if you accepted right here and now that there is a lifetime of lessons ahead. Motherhood stretches you and opens your eyes to crazy truths and questions without definitive answers. If you can realize that now…you will be way ahead of the game. I have a pretty good hunch of who you are, and of the kind of mom you are going to be. For what it’s worth, you’ve got this. I know you do.

And consider this… you come from a long line of first daughters.  Your daughter, Maddie, has been added to that history, as a first daughter.  There have been such powerful, graceful, intelligent women in our family lineage and I already know that Maddie is the culmination.  She is a powerful force in this world.  I know you will raise her in that belief.  I truly do believe that as the Dalai Lama said…”western women will save the world.”

Call me whenever. Call me when she won’t stop crying or when you can’t. Call me when she first smiles on purpose. Call me when it hits: the awe of being somebody’s mom. Call me because you matter to me and she matters to me and even if I’m busy I always want to hear from you. You know that I am always going to make time to hold your hand and Maddie’s. Not because you need it.  But because I want to.  I know in the days and months and years ahead, you will understand that feeling now. As a matter of fact, the best advice I can give you is this…just hold her hand. Holding your hand thru the years has changed my life.  I know it will change yours.

 

 

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Hugs aren’t optional!

I spent the weekend surrounded by babies….and Moms and Moms to be. Surrounded by our adult children and their wives and husbands.  And that was a perfect Mother’s day!  It occurred to me as I watched our LARGE and getting larger family hanging out on the front porch together…laughing and singing and playing…just how lucky we are.  I watched babies wander from adult to adult, getting bites here and there from random plates, sitting in laps, being soothed by whichever Mom, Dad, grandparent, or adult was around. Countless times I watched young toddlers fall, shake it off and get a hug from the nearest adult. I watched young moms sharing their tips and experiences with one another.  I watched the young men and women in our family without kids, gaining experience with their nephews and cousins.  So that when they have children there will be a little less uncertainty.  It was chaotic and messy and glorious. I was completely worn out by the time all the kids were gathered, the bouncy house was deflated, and the dishes put away.

I thought a lot this weekend about the people in this world and the children who aren’t so lucky.  There are children out there who aren’t getting hugs and reassurance from adults.  Who don’t have a role model.  Adults too.  I think it’s sort of obvious just from our politics that this is true. I hear friends, and peers ask…”what can I do about it”?  And I hear… “nothing I do will make a difference”(wrong).  I think the answer is sort of obvious.   Hug someone.  Hug yourself. Hug a child. Heck…hug a tree.  Create a space in the world where hugs are the norm and not the unusual. Slow down and spend some time with your family and be in community.   Because this is what I know…Hugs aren’t optional.  They are necessary and a requirement.  And they can change the world.  True Story.

Some thoughts for my Daughters…..

Dear Daughters and Stepdaughters,

Looking at life through the lens of daughter, mother, stepmother and grandmother, I have come to appreciate how much harder it is to be a mother today than it was for my mother in the 60’s or for me in the 90’s.  Please don’t be fooled by all of the conveniences of modern motherhood – more mothering blogs, advice books, toys, electronic devices, quick foods, and gadgetry have not made your lives easier.

In fact, you are living in such a complex and fast paced world that it’s hard to keep up with the latest recall (Is your peanut butter OK?  Has your baby car seat been condemned?).  Add to that the fact that it is really challenging for you to live a life as comfortable as the one in which you were raised. And the fact that you worked very hard for your pre-children careers, which you are  financially unable to abandon easily without great hardship( and which you continue to pay for.) This despite the fact that you are inundated with the idea and philosophies that you must breastfeed( else you are a bad mother) and spend the formative years exclusively with your children. Hard to understand how you can do all that and work.  You definitely have a recipe for stress far greater than your grandmothers or I experienced.

I feel sad that many of your grandmothers’ generation, and many of my fellow baby boomers, are sometimes so harsh in their criticism of your generation of mothers.  Your grandmother can honestly declare, “In my day, children weren’t spoiled by so many toys,” or “Children didn’t watch so much television,” or “We didn’t need DVDs, smart phones, or iPads to occupy our kids,” or “Children didn’t misbehave in restaurants.” Largely this is due to the fact that many of these things did not exist in her day(with the exception of restaurants and tv).  My peers and I would have to admit that we picked up tons of toys every night and let you watch television so we could cook dinner.  We definitely would have used the DVD’s and smart phones if we’d had them and I suspect so would they.

So, my daughters, I apologize for the disapproval you and your peers feel from women who raised their children in calmer and simpler times. Here’s what I want you to know:

You are all already vastly more prepared and educated than we were as mothers.  I’ve watched each of you educate yourselves on prenatal care, postnatal care,breastfeeding,  study child rearing techniques, agonize over food choices and  childcare, weigh pros and cons of staying at home or keeping your careers. I’m pretty sure a lot of the people in my generation,  and my mom’s parented on a wing and a prayer.  I know I did.

You will make mistakes.  It’s human nature and moms are not exempt from that.  I’ve made many many.  So have your grandmothers and every other mom out there. Moms are not perfect  Learn from them and learn from their mistakes and move on.

Know that I see and appreciate what you are doing.  You are all great moms already.  I could not be prouder of each of you!  Why?  Because you love your children, and I see all of you cherishing those babies and keeping them safe and healthy.  I see the countless hours you spend planning, playing, working to ensure that your children will be happy healthy members of this world, despite being tired, overworked, and stressed yourselves.

Jessica I watched you struggle with your illness and med schedule to make sure that your babies were healthy and safe. I’ve watched the countless hours you spend with our grandsons teaching, and playing despite having little sleep. You rock,  and your patience as a Mom is amazing!

Ginger I saw your little feet swollen up like pumpkins because you worked right up until the end in order to provide for your son economically.  I’ve seen how his face lights up for you when he hears your voice and what a happy little fella he is…letting the world know that he is safe and secure .  You are a wonderful Mom!

Savanna I’ve watched you struggle with pain and illness in order to bring our granddaughter into the world safely ..any day now.   The sheer amount of planning and thought put into how you want to raise your daughter has been awe inspiring.  Truly I’m in awe of the Mom you’re becoming!

If you occasionally feel criticized for your parenting and hear the familiar, “In my day…” – please understand that people who say this have mostly rewritten the past to suit themselves. They’ve forgotten what it was really like. I know I have and they have to.   Also know that their times were far less challenging than yours.

And please forgive me for teaching you that, you have to do it all by yourself and for yourself.  I somehow took that on and most likely passed some of that to all of you in one way or another. Find a village to help you to raise your children wherever you can, and be part of someone else’s village too.  Because it takes a village.  You guys are my village and I’m proud to be a part of your village ever yday.  My world is a better place because you are in it!

Love you all!

Where do you get your ideas?

I’m often asked where I get my ideas.  I have no idea. But here’s what I do know.  I’ve spent years trying to make sure that I get myself out of the way so that when ideas are presented  to me….I’m aware of them.  You see what I did there.?  It’s not that I get ideas….it’s just that I recognize them and am aware of them when they show up.  Subtle but very big difference.  It takes a lot of practice, A LOT, to be able to get yourself out of the way . I spent many years trying to make pretty art.  Pretty art is good.  But meaningful art is better.  For me, anyway. These days I’m all about trying to get myself out of the way and be a conduit for my subconcious.  It’s not always pretty.  Lol…as a matter of fact, it rarely is.  But, I’m getting closer to being the person I want to be, the artist I want to be. My art practice has deepened and become meaningful.  To me at least.  These days, I’m not afraid to create ugly art.  I’m not afraid that someone will think “she’s not an artist, my kids can draw better than that”(true statement made to me, no lie)  I’m not afraid to create wonky sculptures from trash, mixed media from odds and ends and upcycled crap.  The point is that I’m not afraid.  And that good buddy,  is a wonderous thing in your art practice.

There are other colors…I’m sure of it!

Wouldn’t be nice if everyone could get that everything is not black or white?  I mean, sure…I’m a pretty black and white person when it comes to murder, child abuse, animal abuse, planet abuse…. the horrid stuff like that.   But hey, there’s a lot of other colors out there ranging from grey to white.  It’s not the worst thing in the world to try and understand someone else’s point of view once in a while.  You don’t have to adopt it.  Just stand in their shoes, momentarily,  and see of you can get where they’re coming from.

It would be so boring if everyone believed the same thing, wore the same thing, looked the same way!  Yuck!  Diversity of opinion is not such a bad thing.  And if you can’t get on board with someone else’s opinion,lifestyle, belief…… I’m saying…..at least treat the other person with some respect.  Realize that you don’t have all the answers, that we need diversity in this country in order to overcome our obstacles. Give peace a chance….be a little more moderate in your arguments today and try not to be so inflammatory.  Send some peaceful energy out into the universe.  We all need it.

The Warp and the Weft

Ugh.  Just spent about an hour writing a beautiful post and it disappeared!  so here it is as best I remember…lol

Someone told me once that we are breathing the same air as DaVinci and Buddha and even the first woman.  It made me dizzy.  Lots of things make me dizzy…quantum physics, roller coaster rides, the edge of the universe, etc. etc.  Years later I’ve begun to sort of understand this thought. It really means that we are all connected.  I am and so are you.  It’s sort of like looking at Bamboo.  An entire stand of Bamboo is really just one organism (another nifty dizzying thought).

If you follow this idea though, it means that I am connected not just with the earth and the air I breathe, but also I’m connected with the dolphins, the whales, the roses, and flowers, the birds,  majestic trees, the moon and the stars,  and with people.  Not just the ones I like, but with all of them.

It’s a thread that connects you with everyone and everything on this earth. We’re all entertwined .  The warp and weft of the thread is perfect because you are a part of it.  You,  in all your glory, with all of your faults and promise.  It would not be the same,  if you weren’t a part of it.  It’s taken me years to understand that and internalize it.  But once I know something, I find it difficult to not know it.  I really do think I have it, for now.  And this idea is simmering with me, below the surface.  So of course it comes out in my journaling.  I’m made from the same stuff as this world.  How breathtaking!

So…. hello world that I was born from and into.  Hello!