I made a commitment last week to you and, more importantly, to myself. I’m not sure if anyone beyond my one like (thanks, Alice!) saw it, and it doesn’t really matter. Well, it’s one of those “it definitely matters, but also definitely doesn’t matter” things…the most important part of this commitment was that I follow through, and that I did!
I keep finding myself putting everything before myself, and I simply can’t do that anymore. I have fallen back into spending so much time scrolling when I’m resting, and I don’t want to keep stealing time and joy from myself. I mostly get lost in Substack and threads, and I keep asking myself why I’d rather read other stories that share my own. Ya girl LOVES reading stories, and she loves writing, so now I need to create time for both.
One week ago, I vowed to create one piece of writing and one painting. This past week is proof that we can (mostly) always make time for what we want to have happen. So I wrote a poem and painted something special…poem first!
He[art] Connection
My soul is crying
begging for connection, regulation
art dipped in love.
It’s begging to be heard, held, admired
to see its beauty laid out
for all to witness.
For without expression
my soul weeps, shrinks, withers.
Loneliness becomes
death, once the spectators
have nothing
to behold.
For as much as
my entire being
yearns to be seen
theirs begs for a mirror
to discover
their soul.
When expression is left
to rot
stuck inside
community is deserted
and art dies.
Inside, one must reach
to reignite the beauty
each of our mirrors holds.
I always feel pretty nervous about sharing my poems. I hope it resonated with you in some way. Now for the painting!
My husband and I decided to do a high portrait paint night this past weekend, and it couldn’t have gone better! I still have a little more to add, but I’m excited to share it with you! I’ve never painted anything quite like this, and I’m a little obsessed. Just a teeny tiny–oh, who am I kidding?! Very obsessed!
While I’ve been yearning to get back to watercolor, painting this made me feel like acrylics are where I need to be. It just felt good. SO FUCKING GOOD! And intuitive. I deserve, as do you, to do things that tap into my heart’s desires, make the world melt away, and light up my soul! So here I am, diving back in after a 2.5 year-ish hiatus.
I will soon catch you up on all the things, but for now, what is one thing this past week or month that has made you feel good (magical, easeful, grounded, happy)?
I love that commitment to one piece of writing and one art piece a week! I may copy that!
Beautiful poem and amazing artwork 😍