Where have you been?
Where are you now?
Where are you going?
What has died?
What is being born?
What are the choices on your path?
What do you believe?
Why do you believe it?
What keeps repeating?
What are you not doing because “it just won’t work”?
What areas of your life need more exploration and expansion?
What would you do if you knew you could not fail?
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Those are big questions you ask, Tammy. They’re the kind of questions I can’t answer with words, but if I got out some paint and images, I might be able to! And when I look at your art, it seems like all the answers are right there.
Hi Tammy, if you haven’t yet heard Jana Stanfield’s music, check her out. She’s got some great lyrics that mimic your words and serve to support the wisdom within.
Aloha, Patrice
With me, it’s more dealing with body limitations than fear of failure. Maybe because I do things to please myself (can be my worst critic) and don’t worry much about what other people think of it–LOL! What would I do if my body wasn’t an issue? Write more. Paint more. Read more. Craft more. More of everything! 😉
I took a long break with my kids too. And this is what I discovered – things happened
while I wasn’t painting. the way I see changed, and thus my representation changed.
I was influenced by other work I saw over the years – nothing was wasted. It all came together and I was better than ever. And then it all morphed into clay and then
everything else came in and wow – truly NOTHING is ever wasted!
And oh, if I could sing, you can bet I would!
What would I do if I could not fail? Don’t even get me started! Today, the answer is…I would have my hair done, dress up in a gorgeous sequinned ball gown, walk into a night club, grab the mic and sing jazz standards all night long! Ha!
On a more practical note, I’d like to go back and take more oil painting classes. I’ve been kind-of intimidated since I took such a long break to raise my kids.
Well – she is cross legged on something that could look Indian like the caterpillar so I can definitely see your point! thanks for stopping by Leah!
Hmm, good questions to ponder. Love your drawing. Made me think of the caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland for some reason.
Oh Tammy … I would only skydive if I was guaranteed not to fail! 😉 I have a huge fear of heights, hence the palm sweat even thinking about it.
But on another note, I have started to ride a horse fast. I was afraid of speed, fear of falling, but I fell off a horse this summer and lived to tell the tale. Now I do not fear riding fast, although I still respect the fact it could hurt if I fall.
Dear all: thanks so much for stopping by and I’m sorry I’m so late here in responding!
I usually think of life as an adventure as in I have no idea what’s around the corner. Experiment shifts that a little bit in that I think of what’s right in front of me and don’t worry about what’s around the corner: interesting! And I like it!
Hilary – love that your palms are sweaty and you’re doing it anyways! You Go Woman!
Tracy: it’s really really hard for me to think of anyone’s dirty feet in your psyche because you are so endlessly creatively joyous – even in the midst apparently.
Great to see you all here!
Taexalia, that’s a great way to look at it! I feel like I’m in the midst of hauling out the trash (my thoughts and other people’s opinions)right now. I’ve really got to stop allowing people to come in my head with their dirty feet. 🙂
Sky diving!
gah, even the thought makes my palms sweat! 😉
I like that idea – life is an experiment. Try things, don’t fear things. Just do what feels right and that which honors who you are… i should replace all of the “yous” with “I’s” 🙂
I have long been trying to define my life as an experiment. I started doing this because it was so tiring dealing with Other People trying to interfere with their own negative ideas about things I was doing. I find it’s a great tool for dealing with my own Critic too 😉