Friday, May 17, 2013
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Starry Inspiration
I was asked to donate a piece of artwork for a charity event in my hometown to support their art organization. The event's theme is Starry Starry Night. As a child Starry night was one of my favorite paintings before I even knew who created it or what it was about. 
I just knew that it was a work of amazing beauty. I was completely fascinated by the lines, the texture,and the movement. I would stare at it in the Childcraft Encyclopedia for ages.
I was always intrigued with Van Gogh's Sky... The curves as the the wind could be seen. There is comfort in the wind.
Swirls, Curving lines, have always brought a meditative comfort while drawing. 
This is the piece I sent off this week. It is my hope that whoever, if anyone, purchases it, that is bring them peace, comfort...and as with all lotuses...a reminder to rise above...push through the muddy waters...face the sun....
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Sources of Wonder: Teeny Tiny Flowers
It is the season of flowers. Our yard is covered in these lovelies. 
Everyday, i get a "bouquet" of these teeny tiny flowers...so tiny that the "bouquet" might fit on my thumbnail...
We often have to get down on our tummies to even see them.
The purple ones are may favorites...
I am inspired by the impact such a small thing can have.
These little gifts are often overlooked or scoffed as weeds.
But, to me, and to my youngest, they are a source of amazement, wonder, and peaceful beauty.
Monday, May 13, 2013
Thursday, May 9, 2013
my yoga story: How i got started
(So, i realized that i haven't really talked much about the Yoga part of my life...Here's to putting in a little more effort on that front...)
SO you may wonder how this old gal found herself teaching yoga?
Well, I'm still trying to figure it out myself...but, in a nutshell...it started 11 years ago...when my son was still an infant.
I joined a gym.
They had yoga and childcare.
I took the class.
I made it through the class.
I was really excited that I actually completed the class.
I never liked exercising in groups.
I'm not the physically competitive sort.
I had been struggling with anxiety attacks, exhaustion, fatigue, weight gain, (which in retrospect was the beginning of my autoimmune symptoms).
Yoga helped me feel stronger and calm.
Two days after that first class...I felt like I got hit by a bus...it was the first time I had ever felt like that.
Right then and there I knew, that Yoga was the first exercise I had ever done that left me feeling better yet knowing I had really worked out.
From there, Life happened...like it does...I practiced off and on, mostly on my own, when I felt especially stressed. I lived in a rural area for several years and didn't now where to look for classes. It wasn't until years later and the beginning (?) of my midlife crisis when I declared to my Hubs ...
"I WANT TO STUDY YOGA"
He, that sweet man, just looked at me, as though this was the most normal thing i could have ever said to him, and simply said, "ok...."
With this, I had a plan in my mind that I would work out for 6 months,build up my strength and then start whatever program I felt comfortable with that winter...
Within 2 weeks I found the program I wanted to be a part of...signed up and was in my first class...
Yeah....
It was quite a whirlwind, and the beginning or many life lessons I needed to relearn...
I am still growing in my practice. Everyday is a new challenge or lesson to be learned. And I am grateful for it.
SO you may wonder how this old gal found herself teaching yoga?
Well, I'm still trying to figure it out myself...but, in a nutshell...it started 11 years ago...when my son was still an infant.
I joined a gym.
They had yoga and childcare.
I took the class.
I made it through the class.
I was really excited that I actually completed the class.
I never liked exercising in groups.
I'm not the physically competitive sort.
I had been struggling with anxiety attacks, exhaustion, fatigue, weight gain, (which in retrospect was the beginning of my autoimmune symptoms).
Yoga helped me feel stronger and calm.
Two days after that first class...I felt like I got hit by a bus...it was the first time I had ever felt like that.
Right then and there I knew, that Yoga was the first exercise I had ever done that left me feeling better yet knowing I had really worked out.
From there, Life happened...like it does...I practiced off and on, mostly on my own, when I felt especially stressed. I lived in a rural area for several years and didn't now where to look for classes. It wasn't until years later and the beginning (?) of my midlife crisis when I declared to my Hubs ...
"I WANT TO STUDY YOGA"
He, that sweet man, just looked at me, as though this was the most normal thing i could have ever said to him, and simply said, "ok...."
With this, I had a plan in my mind that I would work out for 6 months,build up my strength and then start whatever program I felt comfortable with that winter...
Within 2 weeks I found the program I wanted to be a part of...signed up and was in my first class...
Yeah....
It was quite a whirlwind, and the beginning or many life lessons I needed to relearn...
I am still growing in my practice. Everyday is a new challenge or lesson to be learned. And I am grateful for it.
tents in the back yard and the simple act of creativity
Everday is a gift. Especially days like this...Days when my youngest is discovering the joys of tents made of sheets and blankets thrown over whatever will hold them up.
I remember that....do you? I remember the simple joy of creating my own space, the peace within it. There was a feeling of quiet joy...peace...limitless hope...
She gathers her favorites toys as her companions...her dog is her audience...her art supplies...and her favorite blanket as her super hero cape... and she creates... She smiles...proud of her artwork...and in that moment...she reminds me of the beauty and wonder life that we often forget as adults...such a gift...
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
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