changin’ PERSPECTIVE …

Was sharing with a dear friend one night a way to change perspective on life. Remember that negative thoughts and words are purely a perception of the person having those negative thoughts and saying those negative words. Change your perspective. Change your life.

So many of us are quick to say that something doesn’t work or it’s wrong or bad. Let’s say you’re outside in the cold with a big ol’ winter coat on and you’re still freezing and you think “this coat isn’t keeping me warm at all.” Really? This big down coat isn’t doing anything? So if you were standing outside in a T-shirt, you’d be just as cold? That’s a ridiculous thought when you put it that way, right? Yet we all have ’em. We’ve trained our brains to think like this. And it makes our lives soooo much less enjoyable. (And I’d bet a million dollars – although betting on this would make no sense, as there is no proof I’ve ever said this – I’ve said this exact thing at least 5 times in my past, because I am NOT a fan of cold weather. Plus, I used to think like this.)

Another example: I am sick and I’m taking my immune-boosting herbs and essential oils, yet I still feel sick. I could look at it as the herbs and oils are not working ORRR, I could look at it as thank goodness I’m taking these herbs and oils, because I feel so much better than if I were taking nothing. Which of these choices sounds more pleasant?

You can think this change in mindset is BS, or you can be like, fuck yeah, this sounds amazing and totally makes sense and I’m going to work on changing my perspective on things that happen in my life so I can be happier and more fulfilled! Again I ask, which of these options sounds better?!?! ;)  Plus, you can totally trust me as I have done the work (over and over and over again) to change my mindset and have seen changes in all aspects of my perception of life events and experiences. So there’s that.

If you’re more positive in general, it will absolutely translate to everything else. How you do one thing is how you do everything. So change your perspective and witness ALL THE AWESOME that comes!

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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

when do you feel GREAT?

meditate quote

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

 

 

LOOK who has emerged …

Attachment-1

Have y’all been wondering where I went? Yeah, me too.

I love blogging … sharing my truth, inspiring others, writing about what I’m feeling or doing or seeing … it’s a beautiful thing. So, seriously, why the hell haven’t I been doing it? Good question. Well, honestly, I am still finding it hard to schedule my life without someone else telling me where I need to be and at what time, so I let some shit go. I am learning to be more patient with myself and accept that this is a learning process. And, at times, I also feel frozen / stuck, not knowing what to do or how to move forward. I want to continue down the path I started down 2 years – doing what I love, making my own schedule, and BLOGGING! Blogging is a creative outlet for me as well, and as I’m writing this, I’m realizing that I have lessened my creative endeavors of all types (although, I will share some creative things soon!). I haven’t been lettering as much, or doodling, or writing, or or or. This seems like a great place to insert a reminder to be patient and accepting with myself. My creativity didn’t just dissolve … a few months not doing it and POOF! GONE! Not so much. I took a break. Not a big deal. Really.

I have also done loads of amazing other things, which I will share in the coming weeks. One being that I turned 40 and had the most amazing celebration. Just had to share that now, cause damn, it was AMAZING.

Catch y’all later. I swear I’ll be back soon …

GREEN machine …

Green is the color of the heart chakra. Green is also the last name of my best friend. Coincidence? Hell no. [Insert a little fact about me: I don’t believe in coincidence.]

We have some mad crazy awesome synchronistic connection. The universe brought our beautiful souls together 10 or so years ago (she’d remember timing better then I). Although, the amount of time doesn’t matter anyway, as we were connected on this path long before we ever physically met at DPA Architects in Scottsdale, AZ. Oh, such fond memories …

Currently, we live on complete opposite sides of the country. We talk less now than we used to, yet our lives are more connected than ever. We seem to go through major life transitions around the same time. I left my NYC life around the same time a job in San Francisco came up for her (I left a big city, she moved to one!). The other night, we unintentionally journaled and contemplated the same topic: forgiveness. We’ve texted each other at the same exact time when we haven’t texted in days. We’ve sent each other things that are completely in line with something we are dealing with at that exact moment. This year, I sent her a birthday card with a green tea cup on it that said “Happy Birthday Best Tea” (adorable, I know). I had purchased it well in advance of her birthday, and just prior to me mailing it, she sent me a gift from her trip to Ireland: a pretty package of tea and a green tea cup. Yeah, that’s the kinda shit I’m talkin’ about.

For a while, we found this bizarre. Now, we are used to it and understand that this is our relationship. We are spiritually linked through the universe even while living thousands of miles away. It is really hard to put a relationship like this into words … if you’ve had one though, you know exactly what I’m talking about. It’s so magical to have this type of connection with anyone, and I’m so incredibly grateful that it’s with her :)

I’d also like to add, as it is just as important, we get each others’ sense of humor! She makes me laugh. Like for real laugh. She can send me a 2-word text that’ll crack me up. And, we can hear each other’s tone and voices through text which makes our correspondence that much funnier. We just get each other. And not too many people get us ;) Which is why we work. And why it’s easy. And amazing.

What’s also amazing is this little story: Green and I traveled last August/September together, spending 4 days in Phoenix and then made our way to California for 6 days. Every day of that vacation, we were blessed with heart-shaped “things” along our path. “Things” refer to fried eggs, rock formations, artwork, latte art, a potato pancake, graffiti, etc. All hearts. Following us along our journey together. We knew they were signs and weren’t quite sure of the meaning yet, so we embraced it, laughed about it, shared it, loved it.

Now, I can see that those hearts were a sign of opening up. For both of us. Opening our hearts to others. To each other. And, most importantly, to ourselves. We both have been on quite the adventure this past year and a half. Learning to find ourselves again and to love ourselves more deeply then ever. And I know that we were meant to be on this spiritual ride together. And giiiirlfriend, this ride ain’t over, so get strapped in and remember I’m here to support you and love you through it all. You are my human heart chakra … those are some big shoes to fill, huh?. No pressure. Just keep bein’ Green.

big BLUE …

Blue. The color associated with the throat chakra. Blue. The color of my eyes. Interestingly, I had kept both of them partially closed up to all those around me – strangers, loved ones, myself – for most of my past life.

Throat chakra … communication, speaking your truth, expression. Today, I took a beautiful meditation class at M N D F L in Greenwich Village. In the middle of the meditation, I got an intense tickle in my throat and REALLY needed to cough. However, I did not feel inclined to break the stillness in the room with a cough attack. So, I held it back. And my eyes started to tear. And I was quickly reminded of being a child afraid to cough for fear of attracting attention to my “noise.” How sad, right? And coughing was no different than my words. I was afraid of being heard. Afraid of being me. And so I held it back, kept it all inside. No wonder holding in a cough results in tears. Coughing is a vocal release. It is part of my voice (not my “noise”). And I have definitely learned that holding in my words will also result in tears. It may have taken some years, but those guys flow easier these days. It’s my time to release. Time to be free of those old stories. Time to express who I am and fuck being afraid of it. I’m the only one afraid of me. Let’s be honest, everyone else thinks I’m pretty rad.

My eyes. Those big blue beauties – if I let them be, anyway. I’ve also held them back. Kept them tucked away under squinty half-opened eyelids. If people can’t see ALL of my eyes, then they can’t see me and what I’m REALLY about. Who’s that hurting? Yup, you guessed it – me again! I’ve actually noticed that my eyes are tired of being half-open … I don’t know what muscles are in my face that control my eyelids, but they’re tiiiiired of squinting for 30+ years. Now, I’m working on that face muscle memory ;) and awareness of the tightness that just doesn’t feel good anymore. The beautiful thing is that when I open my eyes wide, I can see the world. Like a whole bunch more of it. And I feel like I’m a bigger part of it. And I feel more open to welcoming in others.

Open your throat (or voice for a less gruesome visual). Let yourself be heard.
Open your eyes. Let yourself be seen.
And your heart will automatically open as well …

make a WISH …

The difference between a flower and a weed is judgement.” -unknown

Came across this fabulous quote on Instagram recently. Nature is beautiful in every shape and form and color … ok, in every single way.

If you can see beauty in this photo, you can see beauty in you. No judgement necessary.

have you ever tried to CHANGE someone?

“Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” -Albert Einstein

We have all wanted someone in our lives to be someone else. To be exactly what we want them to be to better serve ourselves. That sounds lovely … if it were at all possible. No one can change if they aren’t willing to, and even more so, if they have no idea that they need to. Many people are fine in their content robotic lives where things are simple and comfortable and safe (feeling grounded is real, people). I am not one of those people (at least for the most part). Living my life in the opposite manner comes with a lot of challenges and fears and discomfort. And all of that has led to so many adventures and learnings and me starting to truly understand ME. My needs, my desires, my calling, my purpose …

Yet, I still have people in my life that I want to change. Because I think that they should. Because I know that life can be happier and more fulfilling. So, why would you just not do it? I try to help and advise, and help and advise, and help and advise some more and … you get my drift. I feel like I’m making myself insane sometimes. Like banging my head against the wall will gain the exact same results. All I can do is continue to love and nourish ME and shine my light on all those around me. And things will shift. Maybe in others, maybe not. But, shifting will surely happen in me, which will shift all of my relationships in a positive way.

There is a piece of me in every person that I want to change, as we are all reflections of each other. The things that trouble me and challenge me the most in these people are most likely the things in myself I have yet to work on, or that still need a little extra love and attention to finally be free of! Remember this the next time you get angry at or shut down around someone. We are all born as loving little baby humans. Love is our natural instinct. Once we can find that love for ourselves again, it will radiate out all over the world!!!

ox LOVE LOVE LOVE xo