Friday, October 13, 2006
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
'cause I can't believe the tears that I've shed...
Yes, the madness continues, but this time it is taking place in my studio! Oh, I have been quite the busy person, busting in and out of jewelry stores with no money, tossing and turning at night due to an onslaught of design inspirations, and joyously suffering from this wonderful anticipation that invades my soul. Suddenly I don't know what to do with myself, and I just love it! I am the opposite of blocked. Ever wonder where the creativity comes from and alternatively, what do you do if you become blocked? I have several good fixes that can conjure up the creative juices. Take a listen to The Creative Fire CD by Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Ph.D. I don't know how or why it works... it just does. Listen to it and let the magic happen.
Fire Heart Necklace on sale in my Etsy Shop
Second fix: The Artist Way by Julia Cameron- Most have heard of it, throngs have purchased it, countless others have even started the process, but how many have actually completed the program? Well, ok, I didn't finish it either, but I know it is good for the soul who wants to lead an inspired life. So try it. I want to hear from those who have completed the prgram and described how it impacted your life...or not.
Since I have just recently opened my shop at Etsy I've gone a little mad. I haven't sold a thing and I know that I need to be patient, but it is really hard. Each day I open my shop and I read "zero sold". As an old song said, (and I don't recall who sang it because my memory along with other things on and of my body are not quite in tact), "one is the loneliest number", but let me tell you, zero is far worst than that. My, what a run on sentence that was, but every word was necessary. Next post will be much more... pithy.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Here and Now
Here and now the ocean waves coincide with the thunder in my chest
Being here is like being home because this where I come from
The initial freshness sprouting along the coral reef
The seam rips like a needle running parallel across a 45
The sound is deafening
I am lost, for I am no seamtress