On Waking Up

Last week I started [again] Inner Excavation with/by Liz LaMoreux. There is also this  season of introspection at Get Messy and then the third quarter (is it really so? how the time flies) of The Right Brain Planner. I am loving each and every one.

As I started reading the first chapter for the inner excavate-along, I felt a stirring inside. I sat down to create, pulling out collage material and words, and this fell out onto my table; wake up.

And there was a shift, an urgency.

Start.

Start now.

Start.

Wake up and start.

This has been with me for a week now and has come through in my art.

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Each and every page, from art to journal to planner has been all about this.

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Urgent, moving from one to the next, one new experience to the next, starting to see.

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Seven days.

New thoughts.

New words.

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These pages and words have come out of the reading I have done for the inner excavate-along, Get Messy Art Journal and The Right Brain Planner. No particular prompt has spurred this as much as everything together as a whole; the community on Instagram and Facebook and all the sharing and pushing and holding up of each other.

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Learning to ask the questions and then listening.

And hearing.

And the moon and setting intentions.

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And today I finally started a book I have had for at least a couple weeks. [More on that another time.]

I am wide awake now.

A dragonfly followed me. It was there when I left my first stop today, and then again as I was driving. I talked to it.

“Hello, I see you.”

I am not sure what it was trying to tell me.

I am on the right path?

I think so.

My eyes are open.

 

 

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