taking flight into art, love, and life (the blog)
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
gratitude

Monday, June 28, 2010
Nepenthe, by Andrea Scher (a guest post)

Back in college I had the big breakup. You know the one. The one that brings you to your knees, where you can't speak for days, where the anguish is so crushing you don't know if you'll ever recover. It was a love at first sight kind of thing --spotted each other in a coffee shop and three espressos later we were shacked up for the next two years. If there is such a thing as past lives, I'm sure we must have known each other in many. It has taken nearly twenty years to exorcise this guy from my psyche, still making cameo appearances in my dreams all this time later.
Anyway, this is the kind of breakup I was recovering from and it was not pretty. I was crushed, crying every day, in such deep grief I didn't know if I would survive. Right around this time I met Dan. He was funny and adorable and loved to take photos as much as I did. I agreed to go out with him because he made me laugh and forget my troubles. We played, went on photo safaris, did road trips and cracked each other up. And then, just as quickly as he had waltzed in, he left. Stood me up for a movie, had lots of good excuses, and a few days later fessed up and told me that the ex-girlfriend had come back into town and he was "really confused."
I was just "really angry." We broke up and I was furious that I had dared to open my heart again. Even just a little bit. I felt duped, both by him and by the universe, and I was overwhelmed that all of my wounds that had begun to scab over were being ripped open again.
I remember flopping on the couch in total exasperation and anger, tears pouring down my face, and asking god, the room, whoever was listening, WHY DID THAT ASSHOLE HAVE TO COME INTO MY LIFE? (I think I actually asked this at full volume to the empty house) And because I sometimes played a game where I asked the dictionary a question and opened randomly to get my answer, that's what I did in this moment. I grabbed the dictionary and asked again through my blinding tears, Why did Dan come into my life?
The word I got was nepenthe: A grief banishing drug; something that eases sorrow or pain.
My breath caught in my throat. Oh my god, I thought. Dan was my nepenthe. He had gifted me six glorious weeks of healing laughter. He had pulled me out of one of the darkest places I had ever gone. He wasn't supposed to stick around. He was supposed to be a simple gift.
And in that moment, perhaps for the first time in my life, my heart was awash in forgiveness. All I had was total gratitude for this boy and to the universe for bringing him when I needed him most. I still think of him with so much appreciation.
Yesterday I had coffee with the incredible Romney Steele. Her grandparents opened the restaurant (the phenomenon really) called Nepenthe in Big Sur. I've just started reading her beautiful book about growing up there and I highly recommend it.
And of course I love the title. It's called My Nepenthe.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010
on why knocking on a stranger's door can be very awesome

Tuesday, June 22, 2010
house reno tour!
here's another view:

Sunday, June 20, 2010
dream lab - come play!
There's this white hot panic I have at my back sometimes when it comes to my dreams. If you don't get it together now (or at least soon!) the moment will pass and you will have missed your chance. Hurry, hurry, it whispers. The clock is ticking.Everyone responds to this pressure differently. Some of us get it together and ramp up. We cover our bases, we try harder. We make sure that whatever is in our power to do, gets finished--and fast. Others of us make our foot long to do lists and immediately sink into overwhelm, declaring ourselves not-like-the-others. We're paralyzed with fear and indecision, and wonder what "the others" have that we're missing.
And then there are those of us whose approach is a little bit of both. We try a little, freak a little more, somehow holding on to the hope that we're not a lost cause. We do the best we can, but there's still those white hot panic moments--those times we feel the pressure and pray we can rise to the occasion even while we are very worried that we can't.
What I'm realizing in my own white panic moments is that whenever I get like this, it's usually because I'm deep into the belief that I'm in it alone. That I can't let up for one minute, because if I don't keep moving, nothing is going to happen. That I can't even let myself begin, because no one has my back. It's this state of mind that takes a red marker and draws a bold line right through possibilities like:
I think in the end, it all comes down to trust. Can I trust that there is anyone else on this planet who is invested in me doing well and would love to be in it with me? Can I trust that if I stop go, go, going for one day or one hour or one minute, a kind of universal goodness will catch me when I fall? Can I trust that there's something mysterious out there that every once in a while shows up with the magic when I need to know I'm not alone?
Sometimes my yeses are slow to these questions. I have times when I'm not always sure, and that, my friends, is when it's time for an old-fashioned experiment. Just like the laboratory scientist established the parameters of her investigation, I set up the test.
What happens when I slow down enough for a good night's sleep?
What happens if I ask for help to get to the next step?
What happens if I take my eye off the calendar and do what's right in front of me right now?
This summer we're setting up a very specific test in the Dream Lab. We're trying to find out what will happen if we set aside our Mondo Beyondo dreams for one whole summer and let ourselves sink into rest, play and kindness to ourselves and the people around us. And we're not just saying that. We really want to know want to know. We're craving the kind of joy and magic that shows up whenever you know--you really know--you're not in it alone. We're building our hypothesis on the expectation that all kinds of good things happen when you're willing to loosen up and let go.
It's truly hilarious when hard-working, perfection obsessed people like me or Andrea take things like this on. Because we can't do it halfway, and before you know it, you find yourself in your driveway, asking your eight year old and his friends to spray you with silly string while you jump rope (yes, grownups, we can still play!) while your eleven year old conducts the photo shoot. (see ridiculous picture above)
Or you can't stop trying to rip the Bubble Yum out of your kid's hands just in case you can blow a bigger bubble.
Or you start fantasizing about where else you could leave hope notes that would really help you keep going.
Or you get really excited because the rest you need just might be found in a summer salad next door once a week with people who love you like parents. Or you start to realize that nothing bad will happen if you sit down and write yourself a letter in a tone very different from the one you take with yourself whenever you make a mistake. Or you discover that your dreams feel more possible after such a short time of taking exquisite care of your well-intentioned, rumpled, far less-than-perfect self.
Come play with us!

Saturday, June 19, 2010
Weekly Sponsor Spotlights: Beth Quinn Designs, Unravelling E-Course, + One Inspired Life

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Beth Made It is the creative outlet of Beth Wyatt, a decorative artist & painter living in Burlington, Ontario. Beth currently divides her time between upcycling furniture, taking pictures, and making fun accessories for her web-based business. In her shop you'll find flower corsages to wear with your favorite white tee or little black dress. Beth's photo blog will keep you updated on her daily creative projects & adventures.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010
denial is totally serving me at the moment

the oregon coast, and reminiscing


so yes, we love the oregon coast. it holds some serious magic. and i love reminiscing with john. we're in that space these days where we're reviewing the last 11 years together as we prepare for a whole new life with baby. i can't believe we waited this long to start a family but i'm glad we had all those years to grow up together, too. i am feeling incredibly blessed inside this life.

Sunday, June 13, 2010
What Dreams May Come by Tracey Clark
hi friends! while i continue to focus on my e-course, and moving into our next temporary apartment (while house reno continues!), i've asked a few friends to guest post over here in this space from time to time. their posts will be mixed in with my usual (though less frequent) postings these next three weeks.
today, we've got tracey clark, founder of shutter sisters. she's a woman who knows that the magic of life exists in the small details, the everyday blessings waiting to be cherished. i love this about her. i also love that she's the woman behind i am enough - a perspective that quite honestly pushes me up against my own edges these days as i juggle what sometimes feels like an impossible amount of dreams, to-do lists, projects and on and on. i really need the reminder over and over again: i am enough. i'm lucky to have her in my life and i'm so excited about having her share a bit of her magic and wisdom with you guys today......
(photo by tracey clark)
Lately, I have been focusing on dreaming big. More so than ever before. It’s state of mind I’m enjoying being in as it feels a little like magic. I have found that my head begins to fly amongst the clouds as I drift and dream about the *big* stuff; places I want to soar off to and adventures I want to experience. I dream of super-projects and big pay-offs as I gaze in the sparkly horizons of the future. But what about when I get my head out of the clouds? What about when I land, feet firmly and satisfyingly on the ground? What do I dream of then? I’m not sure I’ve really thought about it.
Those words, that epiphany, the beautiful, authentic conclusion that she came to was like poetry washing over me. I realized that when I think of dreaming big I often quantify big with the things out there. I’m delighted to be reminded that the things right here (my home, my marriage, my children, my daily life) are big too and in dreaming big I can create exactly what I want under this roof; peace, love, attention, order, routine, joy, patience, understanding, creativity, support, harmony….the list goes on and on for all of these dreams. I’ve decided to add them to Mondo Beyondo list because I’m realizing that dreams have no hierarchy. Creating a home full of joy is as important and lovely a dream as landing a dream job or even winning the lottery. Whether I’m writing a book, jet-setting for a shoot, or baking a birthday cake with my daughters, it’s all equally the stuff my dreams are made of.
I encourage you to focus on ALL the dreams your heart desires; out there and right here.

I want personally invite you to join me in the summer e-class I am leading called Picture Summer; a fun, photo-centric, perspective changing 30-day experience that will not only get you looking at things in a whole new light, it will keep your head and heart in a place of appreciation of your beautiful life. Right here. Right now.
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Thank you for today's post, Tracey.
ps - I can't wait to take your class!!!

Friday, June 11, 2010
i am 24 weeks and a little loopy

Wednesday, June 09, 2010
judy wise and expanding our personal horizons
I really love the idea that we are all physical/spiritual forms standing inside our own circle, our own perimeter. Think of that circle as your personal boundary and you are securely placed in the middle of it. When you do things that you never thought you could do or when you take small steps toward your dreams, you are, in essence, bumping up against that boundary, that perimeter. Then, with each fear faced and with each small step taken, you continue to push and push up against that personal boundary until a new boundary/perimeter is formed around you, only this time it’s further out. You are still in the center, but your circle/perimeter has widened all around you so that there’s more room for you to breathe, to dream, to see, to make new friends, to expand your creativity, to try new things.

Tuesday, June 08, 2010
a fabulous guest post by Myriam Joseph
By the way, Myriam runs the ever inspiring JOY (spread the word) - a business dedicated to spreading joy in the way of offering truly uplifting apparel for children. I can't wait for our baby boy to grow into these shirts!
Below is her guest post...please enjoy it! Thank you, Myriam!!
(myriam!)
Take a look at yourself.
Last week while reading Kelly-Mama-Rae’s blog, I found myself admiring the way in which she holds her life so precious. I am always so charmed by the pieces of herself that she chooses to share with the world and I began to wonder what effect highlighting select parts of her life has on her soul. I believe that the way in which she takes us into her world is an expression of the love she has for herself. As I pondered the thought, I recognize that what I really appreciate about the generous glimpse is that this practice requires that she stand witness to her life in a way that enhances her relationship with herself.
It’s not so much the routine of life that is honored in this practice it’s the sharing of yourself with yourself. It’s about really engaging in the enjoyment of something that happened to you and then deeming it important enough to share with a wide audience. You filter through the events in your day/life and decide which to share and which would bring relief/joy to write . The act of selecting what you’ll write about or share, triggered by your inner self, then renders that particular experience important. No matter the size of the couch, the color of the paint, the left or right turn, some piece of that particular activity has been filed into your memory under “important/must share” and the choice of sharing and reliving or describing nurtures your spirit.
So I started thinking, since I don’t have a blog or a journal to read myself, it must mean that things that happen in my life aren’t important to me, or better yet are they not as important as the things that happen to Kelly Rae? I mean really of course if I had that car/house /talent/friendship it would be worthy of sharing right??!! Um, hello, can see where this is going? Nothing good is going to come out of this if I keep heading down this road. The comparison thing always ends in disaster, always. Perhaps a better approach would be, to take a look at how I honor the ordinary daily events that happen in my life and can I see them as extraordinary even if I share with an audience of just one? What I enjoy so much when reading blogs are the details people choose to share about their lives that are made up of the same details that make up my life, it’s just that I find their lives so much fancier.
I do have many of the same blessings in my life, yet I’m just coming around to the idea that it’s mine for the taking, and it’s mine for the making. I do have that car/house/ talent/friendship just different from her. I look closely and it’s clear I don’t have a practice that reflects back to me this enchanted life I am creating. Don’t worry this won’t turn into a conversation about the many ways to have gratitude. It will however be a conversation about encouraging each of us to find our own way to stand witness to our lives. My hope is that I too can create a place for myself to be reminded that the details of my life are extraordinary and fancy and fun and big and important. It is not enough to actually do the thing, it’s more important that I sit with myself and review the thing I have created with myself to enhance my relationships with myself. Each of us is our own greatest measure of a life well lived and a life well loved.
Thank you Kelly-Mama-Rae for the inspiration to inspire ourselves.

Sunday, June 06, 2010
dear blog, i know you're feeling a little neglected. i'm so sorry!
i wasn't really sure what to expect but the work (heart + soul) i've been doing over at the e-course is way beyond anything i imagined. my only other reference point for an experience like this is when i was writing my book under a deadline. that experience was tough (though incredibly worth it) but i'm learning now that it prepared me for this experience and let me tell you...this ecourse, the writing, the preparing, the creativity, the managing, the heart + soul, the keeping up - it's stretching me in ways that are showing myself to myself. i'm learning about my capacity to write my heart out under pressure, to challenge myself to keep the content meaningful yet practical, to hold all the questions and energy coming my way. it's so very very good, but it's easily the hardest, most invigorating, joyous, exhausting, inspiring thing i've done in a long, long time. ultimately, no matter how hard the work is, i think it's important for us to have experiences like these where we unexpectedly find ourselves pushing up against some serious edges that, when pushed through, show us our extended horizons. and better yet, i couldn't have asked for a more awesome group of students to give this course an insane amount of good energy, passion, and comfort to one another. the connecting is so special. i can't help but think all of this good energy and inspiration is keeping my little baby company in utero. i hope he's soaking it all up. and it's SO nice to have a creative outlet while all my paints are still in storage. the writing alone has been so good for my creative soul.

Friday, June 04, 2010
Weekly Sponsor Spotlights: Stephey Baker, Silver Bella, Catina Jane, Handmade Writer, Emily Perry, + Robin and the Sage



Hey there! I'm Catina Jane. I am a self taught mixed media artist,jewelry designer, & photographer living in sunny florida .. a Jesus freak on a journey to healing & hope…a girl who is learning to be no one but herself thru a lot of trial & error. My art is created from the need to remind myself & others that they are loved & to never give up! I believes a piece of art or jewelry is loved because it speaks to someone about who they are and what they connect too & love. I have a deep connection with texture,color, & words. They sing to me & inspire my art.
My paintings are love letters to a world that needs to know that they are not alone. I believe hope is contagious & love is fearless. You can find my work via my website or my Etsy shop.

After a wonderfully received first session, the Handmade Writer e-course is returning for a six week summer session. This is a perfect chance to spend your summer daydreaming and writing.
The summer e-course begins on Monday 28th June and costs £60/ $90 (based on current exchange rates). Enrollment is open now.



Tuesday, June 01, 2010
house inspiration...
all i know is that the ebb and flow of life is making itself visible these days and i'm riding the wave of seriously happy, seriously inspired, seriously energized, and very very calm. that, and a bit of overwhelm here and there but it seems to all be in stride.
on the house front, we have walls people (no more of it looking like this)! we have walls and we have bathroom tile and skylights up in the attic and we even have electric and plumbing and insulation. i know, i know, it doesn't sound very exciting but at only three weeks into the project, i am practically squealing over here because we are ahead of schedule. all i can think about is moving in, and nesting, and getting ready for our baby. next up: seven more weeks of renovation. the fun part begins soon (flooring, paint colors, decorative molding, etc. and remember those walls. john has been scraping his heart out. wait till you see!
speaking of home and home decor, i wanted to share a few inspiration shots i took with my iphone while in the abc home store a few weeks ago in nyc. that place is amazing:
it's not too late to sign up for the e-course. we started on sunday. and let me tell you. the energy is wildly good. and we are learning so much from one another!

Hello.
To me, art has been the unexpected discovery of finding my passion. When I finally put paint onto paper, my heart and life exploded with a joy I hadn’t known before.
beauty + truth

I believe in creating home and gift products that blend color with meaning, beauty with function, art with honesty.
my journey (in chronological order from 2006 - 2009 ) into the creative life
- the whispers of inspiration
- the beginning
- feeling my heart lift
- obsessed
- first attempt at girlie painting
- humble beginnings
- i've come a long way since this
- when everything changed
- finding my style
- a review of that first year
- deciding to take the leap
- selling my first item on etsy
- beginning to build a business
- launching my website
- learning to be fearless
- still working out my style
- up up and away
- my first showing
- first gallery opening
- spilling myself into a book proposal
- book proposal accepted!
- the gremlins
- a more cohesive style emerges
- working on book projects
- published in a magazine for the first time
- a trip to ohio to meet with book publisher
- quitting my day job
- where i wrote the book
- embracing my vulnerabilities
- showing at a big san fran art festival
- licensing for the first time
- on guilt + the blues
- becoming a possibilitarian
- figuring out wholeness
- burnout
- on becoming
- on saying no
- on magic + beginnings
- on anxiety
- finally seeing myself
- finding my community
- book is released
- teaching for the first time
- thoughts on riding the wave
- teaching in italy
- new studio space in seattle
- creative style turning point
- pretending until we're not
- new affirmation paintings emerge
- hired an assistant
- first keynote
- national product (home + gift) line debuts with DEMDACO
- new gift line debuts with demdaco
- love is the only thing that matters
- brand new website debuts
- first ever calendars + datebooks debut!
- feeling the pressure of it all
- on getting lovebombed (again)
- figuring out how to take care of myself
- on wanting to pinch myself
- on giving my medicine to the world
- some thoughts after three years of all of this
- on expanding my biz vision after a trip to kansas
- telling the truth about hard days
- on creative expansiveness
- on staying true in biz
- 2009 year in review
The Creative/biz journey continues in chronological order (2010 - present
atlanta gift show part two!
on being brave
decorative art girlies arrive!
cover of somerset studio magazine!
it's about capacity + connection
announced my first e-course!
got an agent and a logo!
attending surtex in nyc for the first time!
why writing a letter to myself worked magic
on what it's like to run an ecourse
expanding our personal horizons
ranking #1 in gift beat's wall art category!
on inviting abundance of all kinds
decided not to play small
ranked #1 in gftbeat's inspirational category!
two year book anniversary
hired a portland asst!
babies make their appearance in my work!
new gift products are introduced
on missing my beginner artist self
featured in 10 pg national mag
traveled to China to see where products are made
announced new home decor line!
home decor line launches
celebrated 5 years of this life
greeting cards launched
moved oinline shop out of my house
launched hello soul, hello business
savoring vs dreaming
made a huge decision about online shop
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