...soul singing & heart weaving...
Singing the song of your soul...
The invitation this week is to think about how you can express the song of your soul. What wants to be created through you? What light, love and magic are you weaving, or wanting to weave into this world?
Last year I joined a writing challenge called #writeyourheartout, offered by Alvira Publishing. Recently, I received some copies of my little collection of poetry! Amazing to hold it in my hands! 🥰#bigmagic #poésie #vivecréativité #wanderlust #creativewriting #metissagedecoeur #amotissé #heartweavings
What does your heart weave and what dream have you realised?
Creative communities, creative challenges, creative connections
#the100dayproject #minibooks #100petitscarnets #metissagesdecoeur
42 days have already passed since the 100 day project began.
The last time I joined in was 2019 and I got about half way before slowing down...
I am using up my scraps and stash, making mini books for mini shelves and receptacles.
I’m finding it is a great way to use my resources too, perusing the pages of bookbinding books, testing projects, trying new bindings and experimenting.
What project would you challenge yourself to do for 100 days?
February and March have found me understanding just how much I take my body for granted. I have been experiencing lots of joint and muscle sensitivity and soreness, which has me limping and hobbling about, moving carefully and even slower than what I already do!
I was feeling overwhelmed, so I took time off to reduce the build up of activity, have seen the doctor and done some tests, but it wasn’t that helpful. Likely, it is the ageing process, though I feel too young to be stiff and hobbling! Will gather other perspectives via naturopathy and a close friend who practices Ayurveda.
In the meantime, I’ve been reflecting on how much my body supports me and how distraught I’ve felt when it hasn’t worked normally!
How do you move around each day?
How does your body carry you?
I’m in awe of my feet, wondering how two small body parts carry the rest around!?
So this is the moment to imagine an ode to your body and the movement it allows you everyday. Write, draw, paint, sing your praise...
We don’t thank it enough.
Sometimes we feel overburdened, like we are drowning in work, activity, demands and expectations, so we are familiar with that sense of inundation.
However, not all of us have lived through the devastation of natural disaster. Incredibly, over the years, in different places, I have experienced a serious earthquake, lost a home and all of my possessions in a fire and dealt with the clean up after rising river floods.
Nature certainly reminds us that we are not the controllers of this world. It is a harsh reality, leading to introspection...
When have you felt inundated, literally or figuratively?
Moved to distraction...
What does it mean to be distracted? How does it feel? Is there a pattern and, if so, what does it look like? Does it come back full circle?
Draw, write, design your distraction flow chart...
wabi sabi, asemic writing, slow motion & pilgrimage...
There is something enticing about imperfection and though perfect symmetry exists in nature, it is ephemeral, transient.
I am drawn in by the traces of time,
the rustic passages of life,
the signs and stories,
the patterns of use and love,
we leave behind,
in our actions,
Looking around you from all angles,
find the magnificence in the flaws and
hidden poetry in the beautiful imperfections of your life.
Document it and share it with us.
I am slow and steady by nature, so if I’ve been feeling like I’m in slow motion, then my default mode has shifted to snail pace! Even my creative interests have moved to slow stitching! Though a part of me feels the pace needs shaking, there is something incredibly comfortable about this slow passing of time.
What is your default mode? How many gears do you work on? What do you think you would notice if you changed pace?
It seems peculiar that we can create meaning through meaningless mark making and yet, that is what asemic writing does in fascinating ways. Art is abundant in abstract meaning and often, the meaning is found in the action more so than the outcome.
In my explorations of slow stitching, boro and calligraphy, I have discovered incredible examples of stitched and written asemic mark making. In some respects, it reminds me of my childlike attempts to write like a grown up before I knew how… and now, we wish we could reproduce such free, uncontrolled work!
Grab some supplies, close your eyes and make some marks, imagine your own alphabet, make up a language or simply scribble with abandon… then translate it for us all to experience.
“Ideally, a human life should be a constant pilgrimage of discovery. The most exciting discoveries happen at the frontiers. When you come to know something new, you come closer to yourself and the world. Discovery enlarges and refines your sensibility.”
— John O'Donohue
I’ve ruminated longer than usual on thoughts for the new year; however, one word has been persistent… pilgrimage.
There are things I need to do and though I’m not completely sure what they are, I know they are all forms of pilgrimage.
Be it creative, spiritual, mental, physical, or social, the above quote sums it up perfectly.
So map out your journey, quest or personal legend…what does pilgrimage look like or mean for you?
P.s In April I'm doing a section of this walk...pilgrimage indeed!
be bold, things i love, dream plantscape & slow motion...
Let's start another year of writing/creativity prompts with style...
Holidays are an extra excuse for piling up the books and I'm making the most of it! Books provide me with an infinite supply of inspiration and learning! (also lots of distractions...)
Let us count the ways in which we can be bold!
Style, fashion, body adornment, choices, words, actions, being you...
I've always liked to mix things up and do things my own way. Exploring and experimentation lead us to magical places...though it's not always easy.
Write about your boldness, you know you want to!
This is simple...make a list, write a piece, create a collage of things you love. Browsing through this lovely coffee table book, reminded me of the simple pleasures of looking at things you love!
Do you have a comfy nook filled with treasures?
Need inspiration? Check out my Pinterest board below.
I'm a huge fan of forest bathing and never do enough of it. Fortunately, there are many ways to get a regular green fix without having to be in the middle of a forest. Backyards are great, even windows with green views, and if you are desperate, just looking at pictures of trees and forests is soothing!
The Healing Power of Plants by Fran Bailey has inspired me to explore some indoor plant-scapes and this little marimo water garden dream plant caught my fancy! There are some lovely textured and mindful suggestions, with luck, suitable for a hopeful gardener like me!
What is your dream indoor plant-scape? Perhaps there is already a jungle chez vous?
Patches, wonderful words & heart weavings
Quite sometime ago, I was inspired to make quilts for my kids using their old favourite childhood t-shirts. It’s been an ongoing project that was finally delivered yesterday, as unique personalised Christmas gifts, that capture their youthful tastes.
The craft of patchwork has been around for a long time and emerged, I imagine, out of necessity before developing into an art of its own. There is much to be admired in patchwork; figuratively, metaphorically and aesthetically. I often feel like a patchwork...I keep adding more pieces to myself as time goes by.
What does/would your patchwork look like? Can you describe it or create it?
Artémis and Armand turn 19 next Sunday, so as I reflect on my own patchy self, I hope they will wrap themselves up in colourful childhood memories and begin to make new ones to add to their future selves.
Earlier on this year I joined a writing challenge called #writeyourheartout, offered by Alvira Publishing. In November, I received an email letting me know that my little collection of poetry has been published! I’m feeling quite chuffed and excited to have realised a dream in my own small way 🥰#bigmagic #poésie #vivecréativité #wanderlust #creativewriting #metissagedecoeur #amotissé
I would love for you to check it out, it’s available as book or ebook via Amazon and Apple iBooks 😊
What does your heart weave and what dreams have you realised?
You don’t have to be a linguist to appreciate the sound of a word, even if you don’t know it’s meaning. Some words have a certain feel in your mouth, the way they roll off the tongue, they just feel good.
My appreciation for words developed enormously while learning French and I enjoy discovering the origins and connections between languages.
I even have a Pinterest board dedicated to words https://pin.it/2zUJlmG
This lovely book has beautiful illustrations and interesting information about words and the world we live in.
What words are special to you? Do you know any untranslatable words?
Last night the rain rolled in and continues down pouring today. After years of heat and drought it is wonderful…and weird, as water streams everywhere, puddles turning into ponds and creeks appear in unexpected places. Will I be able to get through the road dip tomorrow? Some roads are already closed.
Busy-ness is what best describes these blurry 3 months.
A 4-week lock-down moved right into 2 weeks of school holidays…which were filled with unexpected library shifts, online courses, creative activities, artistic collaborations, then back into term 4, which is now halfway through. It feels there has been barely space to breathe in between!
Around me, I notice I am not alone in feeling weary and fatigued. Seasonal changes, weather, and the strain of pandemic anxiety over the last 18 months has worn us ragged around the edges, whether we realise it or not. As December approaches, it’s almost eight months since I last saw family and friends on the coast. The strange thing is that time is feeling slow and fast, and though things have been busy, I feel like I’m suspended in slow motion; doing, yet not doing, simultaneously…lets do the time warp again!
During this time, I have been…
Wonders, wild women, loving kindness & Ha(nay)kuâ
World of Wonders: In Praise of Fireflies, Whale Sharks, and Other Astonishments
by Aimee Nezhukumatathil
This world is full of wonders.
Some manage to capture them creatively
through song, dance, words, images...this book
Reads like a dream
Like floating on a breeze
Exotic sensual funny
An astonishment indeed.
â¦to sense their presence on this earthâ¦
â¦to be forever altered by an invisible kissâ¦
In this world of wonders, how do your senses serve you or do you serve your senses?
How have you been altered?
How are you astonished?
ââ wild women
Growing up lost between the pages of books means I fed myself on fairy tales, fantasy, myth and folklore, (still do!)
Studying and reading tarot has awakened the princesses and goddesses withinâ¦
Iâve been pondering feminine archetypes and sensing my wild woman self, craving forest pilgrimages! I'll be finding my copy of Women who run with the wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes for a fresh perusal.
What princesses, goddesses, queens, muses, poetesses do you identify with? Who is the wild woman within you? Do you know her well?
How will you rewild your spirit soul?
Just for fun, discover your wild self here with this quizâ¦
Iâm a medicine woman!
Interesting information here:
A year of Loving Kindness to myself
by Bridget Lowry
âIt is never just an ordinary day. It is a never-before and never-again moment, a day of particles moving through space, arranging, and rearranging themselves in ways mysterious, terrifying and miraculous.â
Often unable to see ourselves as we truly are,
We knowingly or not, succumb to self-sabotageâ¦
And yet, if you were to re-sculpt yourself,
Beginning with acceptance,
Taking your time,
Moving into precious posture,
Opening your arms wide to everything,
Letting yourself feel,
At ease in the flow of life,
Perfect, just so,
Having, being enough,
Who would you find?
Who might you become?
Magnitudes of poetry are found in the simplest of spaces.
While staring out the window, walking, driving, under the shower, reading a book, listening to music or washing the dishesâ¦
if you imagine each breath poetically,
you will be breathing poetry before you know it,
because it is already there,
you need only feel it,
âin the simplest way you can.
Ally @loveletters_ransomnotes shared this inspiring morsel on IG recently, see her post below and set your imagination sailing as you hoist your own hay(na)ku.
relinquishing control, hidden layers, feeling fragrant & exploring centres and peripheries...
Sometimes that’s all you can do…
How much control do we think we have anyway?
It’s either too much, too little or none!
Perhaps the only thing to do is to go with the flow…
Describe your relationship with control?
Are you a control freak or just chilling?
Lay it on…lavish.
Onions come to mind, peeling off the layers, crying all the while…
Or sewing layers of fabric for a quilt, stitch by stitch.
It would seem our layers either hide or reveal…getting to the truth, the basics or spreading the richness thickly.
How do layers speak for you?
Odours, scent, perfume, fragrance, aroma...
If you were a bottled essence, what would your personal bouquet consist of?
centres and peripheries
- Outer limits or edge of an area or object.
- A marginal or secondary position in, or aspect of, a group, subject, or sphere of activity.
“a shift in power from the centre to the periphery.”
I’m binding books for a collaborative arts project and the theme is centres and peripheries. It’s thought provoking. Everything is connected, so a little peripheral tracing, pencil in your limits, place the middle wherever it feels right...are you edgy or centred?
lurve letters, collecting, poetry & titles...
Making #vessel4loveletters reminded me of thousands of years of letter writing history.
When did you last write or receive a letter?
Revisit the tactile romance of paper and ink, write a love letter…to a place, a person, a thing, an idea or to yourself.
What do you collect?
Write a tale in ten lines about your collectibles.
#30in30 poetry month at Red Room Poetry was full of inspiring prompts…try this one.
A title can be pivotal or subtle, or we go untitled...
Here is your title, what will it inspire?
We are vessels of everyday magic, elemental strength & amazing achievements!
I AM A VESSEL OF…
1. a ship or large boat.
Similar: boat sailing boat ship yacht craft watercraft barque keel
2. a hollow container, especially one used to hold liquid, such as a bowl or cask.
Similar: container receptacle repository holder carrier basin bowl dish pan pot can tin jar jug pitcher carafe flask decanter urn tub bin tank drum canister butt vat cask barrel box case chest casket reservatory
Last month I began a book arts project called #vesselsofcreativeconnection
So far three vessels have been released into the wild #vessel1blackandwhite #vessel2weathered #vessel3authenticity
Likewise, many thoughts and ideas have been turning in my mind including the phrase I am a vessel of…
There is something about this word that strikes a chord with me, our bodies are often referred to as vessels for the soul or spirit.
What does your vessel contain?
What are you a vessel for?
As restrictions continue around the globe in varying degrees, it has become important to re-imagine and reinvent our routines and rituals.
Ground yourself in your daily grind and sniff out the aromas of significance, where does your everyday magic lie?
Take a moment, close your eyes, breathe and let your mind wander.
Think of the elements, fire water air earth…
which element/s do you connect with?
Imagine an elemental version of yourself, how balanced are you?
What does the elemental you look and feel like?
A LIST OF ACHIEVEMENTS
Goals, plans, hopes, dreams, wishes…
We often think about what we would like to do, but how about celebrating what we have already done!
The task is simple: write a list of anything and everything you have achieved. You will be surprised by how long it is!
For me, it seems there is not much difference between wondering and wandering. It has always helped me find inspiration. Creative dabbling is good for the soul, I couldn't imagine life without it and often surprise myself by what I come up with.