Hostas sprouting in spring by Vicki Flaherty, 2019, Iowa
When the seedlings are encouraged
They can be so stingy with the essential ingredient, the vitamin that strengthens the artist spirit: encouragement. They tear apart and break down, their intellect like a knife, rather than lend their souls, like a salve. Their perspective is fogged in and funneled; what they see shaped by their rule books and their own fear of being free: should-haves, limitations, and imperfection, instead of pure creative impulse filled with possibility.
We all start somewhere, seeds pulled by energy, encouragement feeding the inner artist within, our potential and willingness to try appreciated.
Imagine if all of us artist seedlings were appreciated for who we are and encouraged through our creative process, what a beautiful world would flourish.
The seedling with nature’s gentle hand and the mature trees’ encouragement flourishes in the forest.
This post was Inspired by Chapter 8 of The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron. I’m going through this self-guided book and am excited to be 2/3 through. I’ve tried twice before – but never got beyond Chapter 1 or 2; this time I’m ready. I’ve been supported in opening my creative energy and acknowledging the artist within me. With a beginner’s mind, I am invited to try so many things. I recently had the courage to buy a few bottles of acrylic paint to dabble with painting. I also checked out books at the public library on collage and making hand-made books. I started playing with the former and excited to experiment with the latter. I’ve also been called back to old hobbies like photography cards, sewing, and crochet. I find I’m in love with different colors and textures of crafting paper and making things decorated with heart and flower punches – to delight the eye, open the heart and open possibility. I’ve included some photos of recent inspirations
A holiday crocheted hat, fabric bookmarks, yoga bag, shawl with beading detail, collage card, embellished photo cards, crafting heart punch and card stock goodies, acrylic paint on patterned paper posted to card, crocheted potholder,
I went to a workshop
to improve my poetry.
I met some creative people
who revealed their view of the world.
The teacher was smart
with her MFA from University of Iowa.
She shared her secrets for writing
good poetry – form and other such details.
The problem is that nothing
she shared was about opening your heart,
not a single thing about how a poem
is in essence the song of your soul.
I’m experimenting with writing about details of my personal experience. This poem came to me one morning during my quiet time as I reflected on an experience along my poetry writing journey.
* I took this photo as the sun was setting on Borgofranco d’Ivrea Italy in 2018 when there visiting some family. It seemed everywhere I went I saw something beautiful – this was taken as we were driving to a pizza restaurant for dinner. Even the pizza was beautiful – see the bonus photo below! (For more fun photos, you might be interested in the joyfull eye, where I post my photography every Thursday.)
