Painting The Feminine :: Going Inward

Published on November 11, 2013

I have been changing my life.

Slowly.
Steadily (at times).
More chaotic (at other times).

But changing my patterns.
Turning over old habits to see what lies there.
Going inward.

This is not easy work.
Nor is it for the faint of heart.

There are things I’m finding that scare me.
That rip me to pieces at 3:28 AM
Or bore me so terribly that I fear I’m not doing anything worth while at all.

But I carry on.
I pick up my brush.
I paint. I pray. I give thanks to the moon and sun.
I cook slow meals with cardamon, ginger and turmeric.
I breathe deeper instead of reacting so suddenly.
I forgive.
I let be.

I go inward.