I intentionally posted the last bird without comment because it made me feel a lot of things, and I
I intentionally posted the last bird without comment because it made me feel a lot of things, and I couldn’t choose what to write. It felt like it had the potential to make you feel too, and I didn’t want to limit your thoughts with my own. Something feels missing though, to not discuss it, and I’m ready now..I started out simply thinking about being lost and stuck in a dark place, and how it can look so easy from the outside. You just fly, right? What’s the problem? From the inside, you can’t always see the sky, and it can feel like there’s no way out..Keeping moving is one way. One step at a time is good. Consider, though… what if you rest now instead? Maybe when you wake there will be a little more light on your path, and maybe you’ll have the energy to follow it ❤️.As the painting began to take shape, something more tender emerged. I was thinking of the moments when you are scared and small, and you look down to find you’re holding your own hand. The moments where your own voice addresses you and you’ve never been happier to hear someone speak..This made me think of strategies that we can practice before we need them. I always thought meditation was only for the 10 minutes of your meditation session… until I met chronic pain. It doesn’t fix everything of course, and I’m just a beginner, but it can change your experience when you learn to tap into the clear sky in your brain. Stormy pain clouds are just passing through, and you get to pull up a chair and watch them. The sky is always above, you just have to learn how to look..I think self-hypnosis and therapy are also kind of like that. Tools. Gifts you can give yourself that really show up for you later, gifts that truly keep on giving..So that’s what’s going on with me..What did it make you think of? (at Montreal, Quebec) -- source link