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Humanity Healing in Isolation

The first thought was of how surreal it all seemed .  Standing with but a few coworkers in the now desolate work space and listening  as a couple of our Chef’s told us that we were being sent home until further notice . To  stay home , stay safe and that we would receive  weekly phone calls to check in with us . They welcomed our thoughts and  concerns .  One  man spoke of our frightening  it all was for him .  All I could think of was how much I appreciated the way in which we came together  , adapted to our changing circumstances and got the work done with good cheer in spite of our fears .

We parted company almost in silence . As if someone  had died . The weight of not knowing when or if we’d all be back together in what used to be a bustling kitchen dance was bringing us into ourselves deeply .

On the surface I told myself that it was an opportunity  to work on my art . That it would be the time and mental space that I had longed for in order to create .  I had not yet recognized the depth of the sorrow for the world that would hold my heart bringing it’s own challenges to overcome in order to create .

And it was not only the world’s sorrows and difficulties  that held me but also my own from the seeds that began my life . The aloneness that is loneliness  born from a lack of connection to the people  that are supposed to love you . When you are unseen in the moments that deeply touch your heart and are invisible  when the moments of joy bring out the laughter  and rather than joining in those moments they were experienced alone amongst the people  that said they loved you .

I worried that  the social isolation  demanded during this pandemic would be a great burden on my already wounded soul .  I allowed myself to weep . It was deep , anguish throughout the ages , kind of weeping . It led me , somehow , to my place of resiliency  and love for life . I awoke from the fear of feeling longing to discover a way to help myself move through this time of global isolation .

Since I felt unable to focus  on my artistic passions of painting and sketching  then I would safely venture out in the city streets , as often as I had the energy for , and photograph the people  and sights that spoke  to our humanity amidst a life threatening virus . Capturing spontaneous images of  the ways in which we express our kindness as well our fears became  my project  . By focusing on the visible ways that people  chose to express themselves during  a previously unimaginable  stress  is a means for healing my own wounds and stress . It is also a way of feeling to connected to people  rather than alone and isolated . I become an observer as well as a participant  in  the struggle of the unknown .

The spontaneous wanderings around the closed up city with camera at the ready has afforded me the  sight that my heart craves . The heart that still beats in the world  and shows itself  in the handmade signs expressing love for strangers , concern for your safety and courage to keep going .

This photo project that I’ve created as an assignment  for myself is not quite done . I look forward to sharing it soon .

Thank you .

Freeeeeeeee

The silly needs space to be free .  It is a way of healing old , emotional wounds . A way of releasing the weight of needless burdens . It is a way of opening the path to spontaneity   and that is where limitless thinking is born .

Self imposed barriers …where are they born ?  From the fears of adults  that we were your caregivers when you were young ?  The teachers that intimidated  you in school ? From the people  that told you that your ideas were  foolish ?

Free to choose the direction , free from the past and free from tomorrow .  Where  the  heart yearns to go is where I must follow . 

Is This Freedom ?

It lends itself your fears .

Deeper still a light shines through and forgives the tears .

Yearning  to know compassion ,

learning to know …

Is this freedom ?

When the Spirit is Free

FREEDOM

She hides in plain view and  … can be heard singing in your ear .

A melody or a chant rising from within and turning into a declaration of life .

She looks above and over the lines that have been drawn

and sees a clear flight .

She will pound inside your heart  only when the cause is not right .

And tenderly caress your spirit’s wings into peace

and into the night .

‘Walking Across the Water ‘ acrylic 18×24″

‘ Curious ‘

In the gentle thoughts curiosity  grows  .

Leading the charge and opening the doors ,

My curiosity  grows .

Look here ,  now there  . expanding this life .

Contemplation  and creation

Into  Art  I  go .

'Curious'

‘Curious’

 

 

Release the Wild Hope

  Integrity lives beyond the ego and  inside of her heart . And  though she is not always so tame , her passions fuel the desire to do good quietly .  The dreams born in the heart are beautiful and bold   and the ideas that flow from  her mind move around  edges both rocky and smooth,  inside and out .

A moment arrives as if in were late and along with it comes a bit of it’s wild . Now,  Will I go with this bit of wild and see ? For in this moment , you see ,  it is life and it is free .

This wild hope , it lives in me and I offer to others at every place I see.

Rattle your cage and go into your heart . Your dearest friend awaits you there with open wings and a wild hope and heart .

'Coming into Being' chalk pastel 18x24 2/2013 #48

‘Coming into Being’ chalk pastel 18×24 2/2013 #48

 

 

 

I Belong …

 

Home in My Soul

Home in My Soul

I belong to the birds and the trees ,

And to the flowers and the sky .

And to the birds and the dreams ,

And to the rivers and the streams .

I belong to the mountains and the hills

And to the stars in the sky .

THE LIGHT

IMG_0829The courage I needed arrived in the quiet , in the dark . It was the strength of her trust and her faith

that fed me when I was too exhausted to eat. It was her child like pleas for Chocolate that me gave fleeting

smiles like a light in the darkness of fear.

She was a light in my life .

Holding her frail hand was easy . Letting it go …heartbreak .