lines of LOVE …

Today’s creation: heart art (heART, bahaha).  So fun to make and pretty dang cool! Funny that when I was younger, I did NOT like hearts. Heart jewelry – eww. Hearts on stuff – bleh. Heart-shaped anything – ick. Now, I’m spending an hour drawing hearts with the word LOVE in them, and with a freakin’ heart pencil no less. Yeah, times have changed. I have changed. So, if you keep working on loving yourself, don’t be surprised if you start drawing hearts everywhere. All the time. Embrace that open heart, even in those scary vulnerable times (yeah, this is a reminder to myself as well). Love it. Love you. Love all. Love hearts and heart-shaped things ;)

XO <3

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when do you feel GREAT?

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I know what you’re thinking … she can’t be the only person to quote that. You’re right, at least (5) 10 year olds have as well. It’s not the wisest thing I, or anyone on this planet, has ever said. But, gosh darn it, it sure is true!

One morning last week, I had finished my Deepak meditation (the 21-day meditation series is in full effect right now), and this “quote” popped into my head. I chuckled after I said it, as it was so simple and corny. Still felt the need to share it though. I can be simple (meditate = get out of my head = simpler life … always working on this). I can be corny. I can think like a child. I’m cool with it. Especially if it makes me laugh.

Laughter and meditation … honestly, what else do we need in life? OK, love, connection, etc etc etc … Whatever it is you need in life, make sure it’s GREEEEEAT!!!

PS – Feel free to quote me.

HANDS on …

wedding vow artI shared one of these pieces (left) on social media some time ago, but hadn’t shared it here on my blog. I have also since created another piece (right). Both of these were commissioned by an old co-worker from my Architecture firm days. I’ll be honest, I really wasn’t sure how to do this. However, I knew I COULD do it. So, I said yes. Eek. And then I thought about it a whole lot, like a lot a lot; and fear made me ignore it at times; and then motivation set back in, and I played around with different lettering and techniques. It took me 3 or 4 tries to fit all the words I needed inside one heart. That’s a lot of calligraphy practice! See, there’s good in everything. I truly enjoyed the process from start to finish, even in those WTF moments ;)

I thought I had it down pat so the 2nd piece should go so much faster … and then my creative brain stepped in and decided that it needed to be in a completely different font. Which basically changed everything that I learned from doing the first piece. I went with it though … call it intuition (this just feels right) or boredom (not wanting to make the same thing again) or challenge (keep it easy for myself. now, that’s just silly). A bit of all of them, I presume. Whatever it was, it led to a very lovely piece of art for another lovely couple.

And I got to create. With my hands. Those handy hands that continue to make cool shit. Team work – heart, soul, hands, brain, energy – connection between me and those that I create for.

We are all connected in one way or another.

extension of SELF …

The more creative things I do, the more I am realizing how these things I create are truly an extension of me. I mean, I get this, like from a logical mind standpoint. Now, I’m FEELING it. My art is my truth. I’m getting more and more comfortable with sharing my truth and LIVING my truth, and in turn, I am getting more comfortable with sharing my art and not needing anyone else’s praise to validate my creations/talent (although, I’m totally cool with this FYI). This is because I love meeeee so much more than ever and I trust in me and in my abilities. And I create because I love it, like really love it.

Sometimes, I get these cravings in my body to do something creative. It’s kind of like feeling horny, but I feel crafty. Anyone else get that? Anyone? …

So anywho, this self-acceptance did not come easily to me for most of my life. Therefore, I hid my talent from everyone and most importantly, myself. Interestingly, the shift in my own mindset came about from other people trusting in me more than I consciously trusted in me. When I lived at the Omega Institute, a woman looked at something I was making and told me that not just anyone can do that. Really? Cause, I honestly didn’t think there was anything special about me and my abilities. She definitely struck something in me …

Then, I started working at lululemon 2 months after Omega and I wrote out some of our chalk nameplates because, simply, “I liked handwriting.” Everyone I worked with saw my nice handwriting as so much more than that though. They asked me to hand-write all the nameplates whenever product was moved around or new product came in. I was happy to oblige. And then … THEN, they asked me to do more and bigger things with chalk. “Huh? Me? I can’t do that.” (I said that more often in my head than out loud.) So, I did them. Slowly, like reeeeeally sloooooowly, at first. They liked it. I did more. I got faster. Because I got more confident. And started to recognize my talent, rather than just accepting that other people liked what I did. Wow, I didn’t realize I had this inside me. Pretty fucking awesome.

Creativity and finding my truth have gone hand and hand for me these past couple of years. I create to find my truth and finding my truth helps me create – to create organically, with no agenda or need. Well, sometimes, I have an art job that needs to get done. However, it still feels more like something I want to do and am happy to do. That’s HUGE!

OK, so why the pics of my furniture, other than the fact that they are my creations? I was thinking one day about the process of furniture designing. I doodle. Those doodles turn into potential furniture pieces. I then expand on the ones that speak to me. And I break them down to figure out how to build them – the hardware, the materials, the joinery, the dimensions, etc. I change the design as needed to make it buildable and structural and usable. This is my life. I doodle. Exploring new things. New adventures. I then expand on those that speak to me. And I break them down to figure out if they are truly an extension of me – am I passionate about this? Does it serve me? What support do I need? Can I build on myself and grow as a person? What do I need to do this? I try things. I change them as needed. I trust in the person I’ve created. As I trust in the furniture I’ve created. Both strong. Both beautiful. Both built of energy and love. Hell yeah!

All of these strong, beautiful, energetic and loving creations are for sale by the way. The furniture, that is. Not me ;)

www.etsy.com/shop/firstlightcreative

 

 

MINDFUL hiking workshops …

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Figured I’d share this on my blog as well cause you never know what other Arizonans follow my blog or will find this post, riiiiight!?!? I’m looking forward to guiding desert dwellers through a healing meditation and small group hike. And looking forward to being a desert dweller myself … again ;)

My website has a brief explanation of each theme and a shop for you to sign up. If you have any individual questions, please reach out as I’d love to hear from you!

See you on the trails! XO

my first CUPPING …

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I’m guessing some dirty minds are chuckling right now. However, I’m referring to the Eastern medicine technique of cupping. I have been going to acupuncture for a few weeks now and today, she asked me if she could do cupping on my back following my acupuncture treatment. I have never had this done before, so SURE! I had absolutely no idea what I had just agreed to other than my minimal knowledge of what cupping is.

She removes the needles from my back, then walks out of the room and returns with a cute little basket of cute little round jars. Oooo, I love jars! I asked her what it was going to feel like, and she didn’t respond. She just got right to it. Lighting up those jars and suctioning them to my back flesh … holy shit, WHAT. IS. HAPPENING. ?. Suddenly there was nothing cute about those jars and that fucking basket. And at that moment, I realized why she hadn’t responded to my question … because you can’t describe what it feels like to have your entire back sucked off of your skeleton. The tightness. The pulling. WTF?

And then she left me in the room with jars stuck to my back. I was like what the hell is going to happen to me in here. All by myself. With jars stuck to my back. Thankfully, it was only around 5 minutes. And in that 5 minutes, I thought how can she possibly remove these super-powered suction-cups from my skin?!? And I also thought, I’m definitely going to have those round marks like the Olympic swimmers have. Yeah, I’m cool like that. Don’t let me fool you, I did not feel cool in that moment.

Removing them wasn’t a big deal and they made silly popping sounds. And then the magic happened. My back never (at least what I can remember) felt so light and relaxed and open then in that moment. And it took only 5 minutes of cupping. This is the truth behind the power of traditional medicine practices. I realized how much weight I carry in my back, because I now know how light and airy it CAN feel. Now that shit is magic. And it is real. All at the same time.

I am pretty open to all types of holistic healing, which is why I was gung ho to try cupping. And honestly, I would do it again. In the moment, it was really intense. Like INTENSE intense. And because of that, I had a tough time laying there with it even for a short 5 minutes. But, experiencing that feeling of lightness in my back was mind-blowing. Like, WOW, I hold soooooo much in there, and now I am fully aware of it because the weight has been lifted, or at least sucked into some jars. I now truly understand what it feels like to be weighed down and to be lightened up. How cool is that?!? OK, now, I feel cool.

We all need to experience opposition to understand our feelings. We can’t understand happiness without feeling sadness; lightness without darkness; love without hate. So, although I had a tough time with those not-so-cute-anymore jars, they helped me to remember this fact of life. And brought me here to write about it and remind all of you.

In those moments of pain or sadness or other seemingly negative feelings, remember that you need them all to be able to relate to and fully embrace the amazingly positive yummy feelings. This helps to change our perspective in life. To trust that everything, and I mean everything, that happens in your life is meant for you.

Happy Cupping!