I want to write something dangerous. Provocative. Wrap flesh around the skeleton of words in my heart and bring her to life, this thing, this presence, this being and becoming and this NOW.
Hello. Good morning. I am awake.
This whole year for me has been about awakening (is that what happens when you plunge into Unafraid?). I've spent the last few months stirring and releasing, exchanging my dreams for a very real and present life. I've started post after post yearning to get it out and just haven't had words ~ for a writer, this is happening too much lately! ~ but I want to leave you with this:
Today I'm borrowing a prompt from Danielle LaPorte's "Fire Starter Sessions" for my soul-stirring prompt for warrioresses.
If you knew that your art would support your life, how would you live?
~ Patti Digh via Danielle LaPorte
Maybe this will help put it in perspective:
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| from Fire Starter Sessions by Danielle LaPorte. |
What would that look like?
How would it feel?
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mmm, dear one. this resonates with me. if i let my art control my life, if i let my life being a painting and a poem...
ReplyDeletethis concept terrifies me. would i be half-finished, like so many of my pieces have become these days? would i be incomplete with white spots everywhere, would my words be vacant with much much editing required?
or would i be free to be free? to not fit in the normal and just flow outside the lines?
i think i would be both.
i like to remember that the unfinished symphony has become one of the most well-known musical pieces because of its story. so even if....take heart. <3
DeleteToday, I just don't know. I feel like my painting would be dark and chaotic today, and perhaps covered in the scuff marks and scratches from other people who want to scrape off the paint and make me different than I am. I feel like I am slowly adding bright colors and patterns to the painting, and then I am told that my painting is unnatural and wrong and people take their little knives and try to scrape off whatever they don't happen to like. today I am angry. I want to scream and throw the colors onto the canvas and cover up all the knife marks and alterations of others. I want to walk around with the paint dripping and fresh, reveling in my own beauty without caring who scoffs.
ReplyDeletemmmm. such wild passion in the art of you. what you described makes a lasting impact ... people will remember. what a calling, sweet friend. it's huge and terrifying and profoundly important. hugs...
DeleteOh I love love that last quote.. let your life be a painting, let your life be a poem <3
ReplyDeleteI would say living fearless and BEING all of me. Not being afraid to try things and discover. Love fully and with reckless abandon. Man, it would mean so many things... so very many things.
Love you... think of you so much and wondered how you have been doing.
so glad this touched you! i would love to cuddle up over coffee and talk about life sometime!
Deletereckless abandon...i love those words.
xo.
I really don't know. I've decided to make poetry and art until I find out...in some form or others...I think my life already is on good days, and needs to be more thought out on others. This was so beautiful. I love your writing and you always get me thinking. I echo Amy how are you doing? I often wonder what your day to day consists of and how you go about it all. I hope there is beauty everywhere. You deserve beauty because you certainly give this. I love your soul prompts:) HOw about you? How do you let your life be a poem? :)
ReplyDeleteyou totally made me smile. :-) thanks for being so thoughtful. i am doing really well...my life adventure has gotten much more adventurous and interesting lately. :-) i will try to write about it more. sometimes i feel like i still don't have the language i need! maybe i do, it's just really intimate and i'm sorting through which stories are just for me and which ones i want to share.
Deletei will say that how do i let my life be a poem? the first thing that has made the biggest difference is learning to trust my heart and intuition. whoa has that launched me into wakefulness! and so being in that space, present in my life, has become such a raw, sloshy, real, vulnerable, intimate, and roaring poem. just BE-ing.
thank you for asking. <3
I want u to know that I read your beautiful blog from afar & your words r so beautiful @ u are such an inspiration to me & my 'awakening' to freedom. I can't express how much your blog/words have been a source of life for me. <3 as I whisper to u 'thank you' friend!!
ReplyDeleteawww. thank YOU.
DeleteThat is my fantasy. When people me if I could do anything i wanted, what would it be, the answer create, and be sustained by that in every way...In fact I was asked that question just yesterday...At a crossroad, feeling a little disconnected, sadness, a friend asked just that question. If i could,,,did,,,live that...dream...Oh My! I could break wide open, i like to think my light would be blinding, in the best way... Thank you familiar spirit...
ReplyDeletelet's break open.
Deleteas rilke says, let us break into being.
let's let our light be what it is meant to be....healing, blinding, shadowed, brilliant, shimmering...
and let's live this adventure and see what happens.
what have we got to lose?
xo.
To give back is how I want to live unafraid. To write without abandon, to knit, bead, sew... and giveaway. To hold the hands and listen to the ones without a voice. To write their stories. To place shoes on their feet, to watch them dance, to join in. music, poetry of movement throughout the earth, meeting ones who cry out. ((Notice me)). We all have a story to tell. Women, children are ones that I would reachout endlessly to. To give them an identity. To offer compassion. This is all unleashing this week even more. I too have read from afar, my friend. Thank you for having a figurative hand in the guiding. Soul prompting something from so far deep & hidden away that it needed a key to be unlocked.
ReplyDeletemmmm...thank you for these words. so deep and moving and resonant. "without abandon"...again, those words...so stirring for me. fearless and brave and wild and free. it's TIME.
Deletei am grateful these prompts are helpful to you.
In effort to realize my "how would I live" I'm going to write in present tense.
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I never think about what pleases others, or plan ahead of time what I will say, do, act, be. I do not curb myself. I flow, I exist, I am a holy mess and love each particle of my being. I laugh and do not worry, because I enjoy my living. I know what it means to live me and I want others to live them. I create and welcome the creation of others. I expect adventure and open my arms to this life, to myself, to the dying necessary to live, the living necessary to die. I always honor the truth found in darkness and light, I never again separate the two; I live with complete ease in the midst of paradox.
i LOVE this. you've inspired me to make it a conscious practice to speak more in present tense...
Deletejust like the I AM said... I AM...
life is NOW.
not yesterday, not tomorrow.
NOW.
thank you for your courageous journey.
xo x eternity.
Oh my friend
ReplyDeleteI have come to respond a few times already but the time has always been too short : )
this prompt is beautiful...like a dream
it would mean when I was out of house, camera would be in hand
when in home I would be editing and developing
OR
I would be in my writing studio...pouring my heart onto page
How would it feel?
release
open hearted
full
contentment
exhaustion
raw
beautiful
inspiring
complete
authentic
centered
love
I think the list could go on
but that is it for today : )
I want to tell you how much I have enjoyed seeing more face time of you
I have noticed you posting your beauty more this last little while
thank you
I love it!
love and light
you always make me smile! i love your response because it is so you...it's what i see when i think of you, actually.
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thank you for the encouragement of my face time. :-) i'm building courage. it's so vulnerable for me to put myself out there in flesh and blood but i'm trying. <3
i've been pondering this ever since i first read it two days ago. i still have no answer. but that doesn't mean i'm going to stop looking for an answer, and then trying to live it. thank you for always stretching me and nudging me along a path of growth.
ReplyDeleteyou inspire me, dear heart.
Deletekeep holding on.
I was driving today and this prompt came back to my mind
ReplyDeleteand through that list of things i wrote above there came colours of all kinds
bright light, joyfulness, happiness,life, tranquility.....it was a beautiful experience....
love and light
mmmm...
Deletei am grateful that i|this are part of your everyday.
I love reading your blog! You always inspire me.
ReplyDeleteyou are so sweet. thank you. <3
DeleteI had to think about this awhile.. go away and come back to it.. over and over. somedays it's so easy.. the poem of my life writes itself, has tragedy and has triumphs.. it's ever changing and ever evolving and then it (like a writer)seems to develop writer's block and I panic when life seems stagnant.. just like i panic when my words won't come out. when my soul seems to become locked and inaccessible. These sorts of posts of yours, in fact, all of them, help me find the key to unlocking.. and being able to access.. so in a way, you're part of my poem. Thank you for being so authentically you xo
ReplyDeletethank you, friend. your words bring encouragement...i know what you mean about writer's block and panic. clarissa pinkola estes would say that happens when you stop living from your instincts.
DeleteLetting my life be a poem: so much goodness in that.
ReplyDeleteFor me some of that is literally art - giving myself fully into that which I love (and I'm trying to do that this summer! spending most free hours doing some form of art). And being an artist, I see in images. The image I get of what life would I want my life to look like is almost always the same: I am dancing in an open field, arms wide, skirt swirling and I am fully alive, fully present, and fully accepting of myself. It sounds a little silly, but that's what always comes to mind. (I think the open field feel like freedom to me, no rules, no fences, just adventure and endless possibility.) I want my life-art to be one that speaks of being a peaceful, non-anxious presence, of being guided by the wind wherever she takes me.
mmmm love the imagery of dancing in an open field, fully alive....i wish that for you.
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