I started a workshop called The Art of Wild Abandonment last week. I took a break from the projects in the workshop because I wanted to create a journal page of a girl with her heart on her sleeve. I've had the words "living out loud" running through my mind. Life is about living out loud. When I think about living out loud, I don't mean become a loud person. To me living out loud means sharing my life, sharing the things I'm going through or I've gone through, live authentically, and not hide who I really am. Everyone has struggles. If we share our struggles and be real about what is really going on in our lives, we can help each other through...we can encourage each other. God didn't want us to go through our struggles on our own...that's why He puts people in our lives. I think sometimes we worry about being judged by others and so we put on a mask. There is a Scripture I'm trying to find...it's about going through things and helping others through their struggles. I found it! 2 Corinthians 1:3-4 says: "God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us."
The journal page with the girl who wore her heart on her sleeve, above, has put ideas in my head of making cuff bracelets with words embroidered on hearts...words like love, compassion, forgiveness, grace, and brave. I made a simple bracelet this weekend, but it's not finished. It has the word "brave" embroidered on its heart.
I got back into the Wild Abondonment workshop a little. The instructor was talking about how we can create so many things out of circles. I thought about making a journal page with buttons into a heart shape and came up with this picture that's above. Love does hold things together. People who loved me and cared about me helped me through a tough time in my life. In the end, things got better than they ever had been. My love for God, my love for those involved in my life and those who gave me support, helped me make the right choices.
This picture of the house is a mixed media painting I made for my dining room last week. I've had a house fetish lately. I put little butterflies all over because it reminded me about the bushes we have in front of our house. In September, usually there are purple that attract lots of butterflies. My bushes are sad this year with the lack of rain. I miss the butterflies. There would be so many, that when I would walk up my driveway, there would be this cloud of butterflies. It's so cool! Hopefully the bushes will be happier next year.
So I started another workshop this week called She Had Three Hearts. It's an art journaling workshop on the hearts we share. I've been told several times I'm brave. That is a part of me I didn't see, but I do understand now. Brave is my new word that sticks out to me.
I hope you've been inspired or encouraged in some way with all my ramblings. :) That's all for now. Thanks for stopping by!