Thursday, May 28, 2015

Shefon // #WriteWordsThatMove

Growing into an artist to me, involves living beyond the inspiration. 

It required me to recognize the importance of self discipline and dedication to your craft and inner artist. Growing into an artist meant finishing and showing up even when you do not feel like it. It was me moving the abstract to the actual, the concept to concrete, the dream to design and to incarnate what once only lived as an idea. It was the laboring that would ultimately bring forth life. That was creating. Those were things in which artists do.

And there in that moment, I realized that an artist was not a label, it is what we choose to do. It is when we bare truths and interrupt silences and expose the dark to the light that we are made artists.

Something powerful happens when we begin to see ourselves as artists. 

We stew in our authenticity and grow adamant about perfecting our expression. We become the sculptor, start to feel the clay between our palms, and assemble the lives we have always dreamed of. We experience a new level of vulnerability. We realize that we are capable of breathing life into something that has never ever existed. There is a revealing and an uncovering of who we have always been. There is a faith found. We water who we are, to prepare for the forever flowering and the eternal blooming as a creator. We take a moment to exhale deeply and accept yet another beautiful and wildly complicated piece of our being. We become untamed. - read the full piece on Shefon's blog

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Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Is It Really Real?


Somewhere along the way we decide who we are and what our lives are going to be about. Nothing wrong with that, right? The problem comes when we create a substitute life or an image that we present to the world (and to ourselves) that is not real.

Friday, May 22, 2015

Simone // #WriteWordsThatMove

What would our lives look like... if we weren't attached to our "stories" of pain?

I was asked that question, and it silenced me. At the time, I hadn't realized that my stories of pain created my reasons and excuses for "protecting my heart", "creating boundaries", "being cautious" and so much more. These overly rehearsed answers were my reasons for not being as open, as willing or as available as I could be to myself, my relationships and my work. So, I began examining the state of my life, and how it could look differently, unattached.

We are socialized to think that our past circumstances provide some sort of blueprint or stepping stone for future avoidance. As if we should cling to them for future guidance. Now, as I write this, that idea is silly to me. But, when asked the main question above, I believed in the past dictating the future.

It doesn’t. We must lean in, or, be touched by life. Our growth, much like a wildflower, could be effortless if we trusted more and were willing to let go - lose control and simply be. This doesn’t exclude pain, yet, I recall a quote from Marianne Williamson who said, “What is real cannot be threatened, what is unreal doesn’t exist”

So, what’s real/unreal? Our stories of pain are simply that - stories, that have caused pain. Does it make the pain we feel real, just because we feel it? No. Is there a lesson to learn or an opportunity to draw closer to Spirit within us? Yes. And, that is what’s real.

Our pain/energy translates to how we fuel our creative expressions. Whether it is journaling, an afternoon in nature, praying, meditating, exercising, reading, talking to a friend, volunteering - these moments of healing call for a closer alignment with God/Universe and an opportunity to stretch ourselves beyond what we previously associated as a “real” pain. Anything that causes us to dive deeper inside ourselves, where all strength and answers are found, that is what’s real.

I began collecting my bones, or shadows, this way. I began to recognize all that I hid from myself for fear of vulnerability, and allowed light to illuminate the darkness. All to discover, those stories and parts of me weren't so scary after all. They were mere hidden potentials. Opportunities to look back on and say, I made it through.

There is beauty in discovering who we truly, authentically are, when we let fall the forms of our thoughts and perceptions about ourselves and our previous circumstances or choices. We exist in the REALITY of Life. Forgive yourself daily and thank others for the experience to stretch and grow. - Simone

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Thursday, May 21, 2015

Nicole Charnel // Skin Deep

"I used to be very insecure about my large forehead and big smile. Actually most features on my face. I have big eyes, nose, lips...I use to hate them. I would try not to smile as much so not to bring attention to my large facial features. Then one day, I noticed my father had large features like me. I always loved his smile and others admired it as well. I began to care less and smile more. Soon I starting getting more and more compliments from people thinking my smile was beautiful. The less I cared about it, the more I got over it and my inner beauty was seen regardless."

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Removing All Obstacles That Keep You From Yourself

"Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone. The artist knows he must be alone to create; the writer, to work out his thoughts; the musician to compose; the saint, to pray. But women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves.”  - Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Diamonde + Adrienne // Volume Twenty

"Adrienne came up with the bright idea to send out a book a month to millennials and Diamonde added, we should also sell the books we have. Thus, Volume Twenty! Our target market is definitely millennials. Our ultimate goal is to make reading LOOK cool while encouraging millennials to read one book a month."

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