Explore your Creativity

A rock I painted. A reminder to relax into who you are.

My second lesson from last week was about exploring our creativity. It included journaling prompts:

What are your favourite colours?

Jewel, earth tones: deep purple, emerald, blues, dark reds, amber and orange.

What do you like to eat?

I love a variety of nutritious foods and I wish I lived on my own for the one reason that I would be able to choose what foods step foot in my front door (like I was able to when I lived away at college). I love pasta.

Are you an early bird or a night owl?

I LOVE the early, early morning, around 5-7am. I love the sunrise and the quietness. I can stay up late at times too.

Do you prefer cities or the country?

Country - for my thoughtful, philosophical side (more like 3/4 of me). I've learned discovered that I despise the artificialness and busyness of cities. I love nature. However, for my independent, ambitious side I love the diversity and opportunities that cities have to offer.

Solitude or big crowds?

This depends. A huge aspect of me simply relishes in quality alone time where I can think and create. Solitude is one major aspect of who I am. But I am also known as very bubbly, funny and energetic.

What inspires you?

Creative people. Artwork. Or when I see something that I want to create my own version of; if I see any sort of creative piece - a crafty box, jewellry, clothing, I'll want to do it. But sometimes I'll come up with amazingly inspiring creations myself, too.

What supports you?

Myself. My solitary moments. My own mind. A lot of the people I know are absolutely supportive of me, but ultimately I support myself.

What scares you?

Deep, deep water. Failure. Not being or doing good enough. Disapointment. Being judged. Dying at a young age. Cancer.

What do you really want to do?

I want to live a free life. I want to stand on a mountain. Career-wise I want versatility and challenge and travel and to be surrounded by creative souls and other like-minded free spirits. Somehow I want my career to be a combination of nutrition, well-being and art (whatever that occupation is - I'll find out one day). I want to write a book. I want freedom and freedom of expression. I want happiness for the rest of my life.

Explore your creativity.

I Trust my Creativity.

I'm taking a little free e-course and my first lesson a few weeks ago asked me to write down things that I would like to have in my life relating to any of my dreams. These are what I came up with:

• Creating more of my own art (painting, drawing, crafting; all from my own mind and surroundings)
• Be as healthy as can be - nutritiously, physically, well-being; as organic and naturally living as possible
• Travel the world
• To be out of debt from college and back in school by 2011; college + holistic nutrition + yoga + metaphysics + 15 week visual arts certifications
• Be in an amazing, fulfilling relationship where we share the same interests (regarding to spirituality, creativity, philosophy, views, intellect, etc.)
• Be totally comfortable wearing my hair naturally curly!
• Build and live in a cob house

I trust my creativity.

Do you?

Insouciance

One of my favourite things about my mom is her lack of concern about her appearance. For some reason she has recently had these pieces of hair on the side of her head that are really short (I've been telling her it must be hormones; otherwise she ripped some hair out with a hair elastic somehow). This morning we laughed at the ridiculousness of these short pieces of hair flinging outward from her head. I love this about her. Not that she's unbothered about everything, but her "what can ya do" attitude toward things like appearance has had a very positive impact on how I think about things sometimes. 

A reminder to not take things so seriously all the time, hm? ;)

Precious Pendant

I bought this pendant yesterday from one of my favourite shops. I am totally in my element when browsing through that place. I could spend all day and night in there. The lady let me choose a piece of black string and tied it on for me. She wonderfully tied the necklace together in such a way that I can adjust the length of it. I adore the pendant; yoga and meditation is a sacred practice for me so this necklace means a lot.

I went to the art store today and bought some canvas and a pad of water colour paper. I'm very excited to use it :) .

The Earth is our Biological Mother

We come from our mothers who came from their mothers who came from mothers all the way back when there was just a tiny organism that multiplied. That organism came from the Earth, in some way or another. Our mothers are not our biological mothers, for it is the Earth that is our true origin.

We will always only be one with nature as much as nature is one with us. We are nature.

Some art I created today

Since I've begun working two jobs, I have noticed my mind and body become so very stressed out. I've helplessly cried to my mom a few times lately because I just feel exhausted and worked to the bone and I have lacked one of my most favourite things in the world - solitude. I have four days off so I finally have a chance to do some things. I meditated today. And when I meditate I repeat several different phrases to myself:

I am only existing.

There is only me. I am only me.

I make my own choices. Nobody chooses for me.

I am beautiful. I love myself.

I'll also often just contemplate the Universe as I sit. And I'll think about life and nature and being alive. And in the midst of my positive affirmations I had the urge to create some art. And that I did.

Some little thoughts,

Love,
Meghan

Where are we?

I am blowing my mind right now. I'm reading about the Universe and the Big Bang theory, among others, and looking at photos and diagrams of galaxies and blackness and space.

Where are we?
We are atomic, imperceptible, insignificantly minuscule microscopic teeny tiny life forms. We are not just in our house. We are not just in our town or our country. We are not driving down the street on this planet called Earth. We are floating around in the middle of fucking nowhere. We are drifting about in a super-colossal, monumental, massively astronomically enormous unknown place.

You know how the cells and atoms in our bodies are so incredibly small compared to, lets say, planets? Well I like to think of our Universe as a mirror of the microscopic life that is all around us. Things orbit in space just as things in our bodies do. I bet just one atom is a Universe in itself. And humans and all living organisms on Earth are like, ribosomes in a cell. If the Universe did begin from the Big Bang, then I wonder what exactly the explosion was. Do little explosions happen inside of us? I'd like to know. Because if so, then I bet the Big Bang was just an explosion that happened inside of... something. Some living thing. And these things go on and on and on forever.

This photo here blows my mind also. When I read the name "Ursa Major" I just imagined that being a woman who is so incredibly significant and much, much more important than little beings on earth. All of the names that are given to clusters and stars and galaxies sound so important. And the Milky Way is only one teensy little galaxy out of bajillions and bajillions of much greater galaxies.

All I want to know is why, what, how, who and where are we?

Star Fruit

I was approached by a woman today at the grocery store while examining a foreign fruit I had never seen before. She told me it was a carambola (star fruit) and told me about it and how to cut it up. She said it tasted like a pear. One of the employees came over and cut me up a piece to try. It tasted like sweet, bitter perfume and soap. The guy laughed. He told me they were too ripe to eat.

I love going to the grocery store. I love the fresh produce section and I'm always interested to try new types of foods. I will remind myself next time to get one of those carambolas!

Brilliant Expression

Today is October. October reminds me of orange and yellow and amber and crisp air and scarves. Each time a new month arrives I am always excited. Excited for newness, for freshness, for the untouched future. And I love changing my calendar. I have been so busy the past couple of weeks that I didn't even know the new month arrived. What will October bring?

I feel as though I am bursting with brilliance and overflowing with creative ideas and dreams. I am yearning for a trip to one of my favourite shops called Odyssey. When I'm in there I am overwhelmed with beautiful curiosity and an intriguing sense of adoration. Books and jewelry and incents and candles and gemstones and Buddha. Psychics and crafties and creation. All I want to do is dive in. Touch and read and discover. When I get paid I'm splurging. (I've never been to a psychic before - I'll go when the time feels right)

I love things. I love knick-knacks and doodlies of all sorts. I love the thrift store. I am by no means an advocate for superficial ideals. I thrive upon allowing yourself to be. To be you. To just absorb who you are and to never strive to be anything otherwise. There is only you.

I feel like I am so young and I can't wait to build up a collection of cherished goods throughout the journey of my life.