Congrats to Ali Gitt!!! Thank you for helping to spread the word.
She is coming home to you soon :-)
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Magic Making
“Magic comes from what is inside you. It is a part of you. You can't weave together a spell that you don't believe in.” ― Jim Butcher
I do believe in magic. I believe it resides in your core.....Your essence......Your most you, when you are still and willing to listen. It's the absence of the voice. Its the declaration of the soul. Its what's stirring inside of you right now, aching to be seen. Come join, Alena and I, as we guide you into harnessing your own magic.
Magic Making - an online class with Alena Hennessy and Mindy Lacefield
Registration begins: May 20, 2013
Follow this link to register (and click on the "join group" button)
Early bird pricing: $129 (with limited spots)
Regular pricing: $169
Class begins: September 2nd, 2013 and will run for 5 weeks
You will get 1 year access to the class from the date that you sign up!
Alena and I are both doing a giveaway! I'm giving away a collaboration painting by me and Alena.
Here are the steps to enter the giveaway:
- Post a link of this blog post on Facebook or on your own blog
- Come back here and leave a comment and let me know what you posted to
- We will be drawing a random name from the comments on Tuesday May 28th
Here is the painting that we'll be giving away. Yes, you can enter both giveaways. If you do, just remember to post 1 link to my blog and 1 link to her blog and leave comments on both. Here is the link to Alena's blog.
Magic*LOVE
12x12 original
Explore steps and secrets to making your art have that little extra something, that touch of magic, or feeling of the authentic you that can effortlessly flow out of your hand. Through a variety of materials and liberating techniques, you will get to tap deeper into your voice and spirit at play to create art that holds your unique and free beauty. In the end, create one very special painting that demonstrates your learning’s and experiences in this special collaborative workshop between two beloved friends and artists.
Mindy and Alena will share:
*Daily prompts and exercises that will delve into color, mark-making, word, poetry, archetype/symbols, sparkle, florescents, and meaningful narrative. Release and free the inner-critic and transform and transmute your art into shiny and sincere perfection that all the world can feel.
The Story of Mindy and Alena:
Alena first came to know Mindy when she wrote a glowing review of her book. Being so touched by her words, Alena reached out to thank her upon discovering that Mindy was a talented and amazing artist. They formed a friendship online and then met in the magical space of Squam art workshops in the deep blue lake country of New Hampshire. Mindy was a student of Alena’s in her “Awaken the Muse” class and they quickly became friends. Alena fell further fell in love with Mindy’s process after watching her effortless way of creating. They realized that their approach to creating held similar aesthetics and working together to help others express themselves creatively and soulfully was something they both pursue. Both Mindy and Alena teach painting and mixed media workshops across the States and share a loyal and special following of students, from beginner to experienced.
Friday, May 17, 2013
Peace
"When you let go of the belief that you should or need to know who you are, what happens to confusion? Suddenly it is gone. When you fully accept that you don't know, you actually enter a state of peace and clarity that is closer to who you truly are than thought could ever be. Defining yourself through thought is limiting yourself."
- Eckhart Tolle
- Eckhart Tolle
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Red rock
I dreamt of the red rock last night.
Aching to see coyotes under the clear, starry sky
To hear them calling in the habitat that was made for them.
I relinquish it all.
I hand it over.
I am free.
I send it up to the stars so that it meanders
around until it finds no place to land
and then evaporates as if it never
existed at all.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Awakening
Be Still and know that I Am God. - Psalm 46:10
"Stillness is the language of God. Everything else is just a bad translation." - Eckhart Tolle
Awakening
He speaks to me through stillness.
His voice not heard but felt.
A power of oneness flowing through me.
Living in the NOW, that is my gift.
This "now" has no room for the past
nor the future.
It has no room for guilt or should haves.
This now has the power to consume all the sadness....
all the brokenness.
Until it withers under the sun.
The smallest speck of light can now swallow up
galaxies of darkness.
"To become rooted in the aliveness and fullness of the present -that is to lead a spiritual life." - Eckhart Tolle
"Stillness is the language of God. Everything else is just a bad translation." - Eckhart Tolle
Awakening
He speaks to me through stillness.
His voice not heard but felt.
A power of oneness flowing through me.
Living in the NOW, that is my gift.
This "now" has no room for the past
nor the future.
It has no room for guilt or should haves.
This now has the power to consume all the sadness....
all the brokenness.
Until it withers under the sun.
The smallest speck of light can now swallow up
galaxies of darkness.
"To become rooted in the aliveness and fullness of the present -that is to lead a spiritual life." - Eckhart Tolle
Friday, April 19, 2013
Broken wing
My first memory was when I was probably 3 or 4. I was in the bathroom standing on a chair brushing my teeth. I remember my reflection. It stared back at me in disbelief and fear. I kept brushing. The chaos and fighting then came behind me. I feared falling off the chair. Maybe I was bumped in the process.
By the time I was 6, I knew a life that I didn't want. I had a nerf soccer ball and played on the neighbor's basketball goal. I taught myself to shoot. I gained my strength and moved up to a real basketball. I had a passion for something. I had an outlet. My plan was to play basketball in college and leave the life of screaming, chaos, drama, and negativity.
At 8, my little sister was born. I had a new reason for living. My happiness grew and I began taking on responsibilities that no 8 year old should have. It didn't matter. I had to be the grown up. To survive and cope.....I had to do this.
Here I am 30 years later, and the chaos and drama no longer have it's power over me. I am free of it. I have the power to release it with writing and painting. I can come here and send it out into the universe until it begins falling to the earth and is consumed by the atmosphere.
Beautiful obliteration!
seeking somewhere to rest for a while, it's molecules break loose
the matter of its makeup all of a sudden make no sense.
the reality is no longer held together by turmoil and verbal abuse
My broken wing has healed.
stitched together by freedom. by love.
lifted up by forgiveness.
I soar higher than before.
I rise up.
My eyes transfixed on my own blue sky.
I awake to renewal.
I awake to the sun shining brightly
in my window reminding me of
the magnificence of nature.
This is the life I choose.
"With a broken wing, she still sings.......Man you outta see me fly!"
By the time I was 6, I knew a life that I didn't want. I had a nerf soccer ball and played on the neighbor's basketball goal. I taught myself to shoot. I gained my strength and moved up to a real basketball. I had a passion for something. I had an outlet. My plan was to play basketball in college and leave the life of screaming, chaos, drama, and negativity.
At 8, my little sister was born. I had a new reason for living. My happiness grew and I began taking on responsibilities that no 8 year old should have. It didn't matter. I had to be the grown up. To survive and cope.....I had to do this.
Here I am 30 years later, and the chaos and drama no longer have it's power over me. I am free of it. I have the power to release it with writing and painting. I can come here and send it out into the universe until it begins falling to the earth and is consumed by the atmosphere.
Beautiful obliteration!
seeking somewhere to rest for a while, it's molecules break loose
the matter of its makeup all of a sudden make no sense.
the reality is no longer held together by turmoil and verbal abuse
My broken wing has healed.
stitched together by freedom. by love.
lifted up by forgiveness.
I soar higher than before.
I rise up.
My eyes transfixed on my own blue sky.
I awake to renewal.
I awake to the sun shining brightly
in my window reminding me of
the magnificence of nature.
This is the life I choose.
"With a broken wing, she still sings.......Man you outta see me fly!"
inspired by Martina McBride's Broken Wing
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Art Journaling and a video
I am so thrilled to announce that I am the cover artist for the Spring addition of Art Journaling magazine!!
About 3 weeks ago I saw a coyote run through my front yard. The timing was utterly perfect.
Then, the same night, I woke up and noticed the full moon shining so bright and looked outside. I saw what I thought was the same coyote but as my eyes adjusted it was the legs of deer feasting on clover. perfection. I then knew I wanted to capture this painting that was in my head. I hope you enjoy.
I have truly been inspired by the inspiring, Anne Patay. please check out her work.
I have honestly not been the same since!!
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