Being Human In Lockdown 2020 launch date and promotional poster. To find out more about the overall Being Human art project please click on this link and to view this specific exhibition from 7pm on September 1st 2020 please follow this particular link. Thank you, looking forward to sharing the artwork and deeply moving stories…
I have been working on a particular painting since 2016. It began with a deep feeling but no idea where the piece was heading. I just knew something needed expressing. There wasn’t a knowing about anything just in the moment experiencing of an emotional world. The painting has been through many stages. I would engage…
Today I was wonderfully reminded of a quote that was incorporated in an earlier post In Search of Meaning (ii), it still resonates deeply and was a delight to read once more. It is still as pertinent to this creative journey I am undertaking, so much so I wanted to share it once again. “The…
Pre Virus As you will know from previous posts I have been undergoing treatment with a chemotherapy tablet, this means that I have been sheilding. It has been 16 weeks now (4 whole months). I began ‘quarantining’ off my own back on the 10th March (official lockdown didn’t begin until the 23rd) The Virus Unbeknown…
THE GRACE IN BEING HUMAN The Beginning Of What Felt Like The End “Ashes” a song by by Celine Dion https://youtu.be/CX11yw6YL1w It has been 5 years since my life and all of the hopes and dreams I had imagined were blown apart. A diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis and simultaneous relationship and a close friendship (for…
So it is that time of year again. I begin the follow up rounds chemo treatment in November. I feel prepared. This will be the last for a few more years (or at all). It is amazing how treatments for long term immune conditions are improving. I am wondering what it will bring this time…
I often reflect on the moment in Alice in Wonderland when the caterpillar asks 'who are you?' It is such a big question. Her reply is "well I'm not sure, I'm not myself you see, I'm not the same person I was when I woke up this morning!" and " How puzzling all these changes are!…
~by Danna Faulds ~ There is no controlling life. Try corralling a lightning bolt or containing a tornado. Dam a stream and it will create a new channel. Resist, and the tide will sweep you off your feet. Allow, and grace will carry you to higher ground. The only safety lies in letting it all…
Why here? Why now? Why at all? This blog post is more on a personal note than the others. It is more a pulling together of everything to date so I can consciously move forward into a fuller focus and commitment to this work. I hope naturally though that the posts that follow are more…
It has been an arduous task trying to define most precisely what I have been aiming towards with this work. I have spent many months in a sort of hibernation, tossing and turning towards understanding my real intention here. This is it. Fundamentally I am searching to understand how each of us make meaning of…
When you pick a flower it dies quickly. It becomes more temporary. Let it be and it will seed and another form will regrow each year blooming, bringing joy and delight each time. I am not a flower to be picked off from my roots because I looked good. Enjoyed only for someone’s temporary pleasure.…
"But who in the world am I" - Alice In WonderlandIn order to begin exploring the labels that we attach to our sense of identity we must begin by exploring what sense of identity is, asking what is it that 'I' am attached to and the 'stories' given behind that. This is the beginning of…
Very recently a long time friend of mine turned up at the Community Art Studio with the above gifts. A little hand decorated box filled with some shamanic love. I have been lost for words other than thank you for some time. In this past week these have played a beautiful part in preparation for…
Finally today I begun my chemotherapy treatment. It has been a long time in the waiting, many hurdles none of my own making however the day has been and gone the first two pills taken. I have not been one for medicines as previously mentioned but I just have to believe this will make a…
~ by Stacie Amelia ~ An abyss falls within, an unwelcome weight, pulling down into darkness where the other lost wait. Each soul is crying in heaviness of grief, (There is hope though for that pain to fall away ...like a leaf) It takes time for each soul to find their own special way out,…
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Pain goes in, love comes out.
One World -- One People
Something about the power of not-knowing.
Equipping 21st Century Sojourners
Anecdotes to Freedom
