It is 7:53 pm. I just walked outside into 103 degrees. But more than that, it is deafening out there. You, over there, with your sea breezes and lapping waves–and all you can hear is that lulling. And you, there by the creek, the sound of light rain on all those leafy trees. You outside looking up at the evening sky and hearing…not much. Well, you should come here to experience this Phoenix-in-July thing–Phoenix when everyone leaves but the cicadas.
I feel honored and excited beyond words to be in O Magazine. Oprah has been a hero of mine for a long time. You see, the secret about my book, The Little Spark–30 Ways to Ignite Your Creativity, is that it is way more than a craft book–it is more of a self-discovery book.
I was selected as one of 20 artists during the Rising Moons art challenge to have a label on a bottle of Blue Moon’s Belgian White Ale to celebrate their 20th anniversary. I happen to be a Blue Moon fan already so this was extra fun for me and I am crazy excited to see my art on their bottle.
I was amazed and honored to be featured as an Annapurna Woman over on Carrie-Anne Moss’s gorgeous site, Annapurna Living. Have you seen it? It is a lovely website devoted to sacred motherhood, womanhood, meditation, etc. I see it is a virtual Red Tent–a place for women to go to connect deeply about what matters most.
…and just like that…I’m back! I am emerging from my annual one-month social media fast after 35 days. I have so much to say but won’t say any of it yet. Instead, I did some sketches so you can see the difference. I just love before-and-afters, don’t you? So, the first drawing is the Before. It is what social media feels like to me:
There is a never-doneness to my work. That is why I am so happy to take the summer off and be with my family. I mean, of course, I will still work. I will reply to emails and I’m excited to paint. But, the unendingness of it all–the constant feeling that I am behind–that the virtual stack of papers is growing instead of shrinking–that is already behind me.
Happy summer! Maybe because I was an August baby, I just love, love, love summertime. I love swimming and playing and the way time slows to a crawl in the summer–slow, nectar–dripping time.
Summer usually means I get the sheer privilege of fewer deadlines and emails so I can just surrender to my children and family–to just BE with them. Just be. To feel the exotic bliss of boredom…for my kids and me. Real-live, honest-to-goodness boredom. To just make dinner and organize the house and live really simply–eating watermelon, doing puzzles and seeing movies. After reading The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up this winter, I plan to get very Marie Kondo with my house and my life this summer. (And I’m already very Marie Kondo.)
early to mid 20s – waiting for my ship to come in. (I love you, Ship.)
late 20s – still waiting but kinda forgetting about that ship because my job takes up most of my dreaming time. (If I had some money, I woulda had you by now, Ship. I coulda bought my way to you. Damnit.)