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The Slow Track
Jan. 3rd, 2010 06:29 pmI began a new painting today. It's of a stone covered bridge over water. There's something about the structure and simplicty of the old stone and the fluidity of the water that feels good to me. Also, I like the soothing muted colors. I used a small brush to paint thin lines over the pencil marks in blueish white and then used maroonish white for the frame-looking trim. Those are the most descriptive words I can come up with right now.
I am cautious, using little dabs of paint and working slow and dreamily. I'm grateful there isn't a life coach telling me to work big and bold, splash it on, paint what I see....blah, blah, blah. For those people in dynamic goal-setting mode, going for their dreams, that's great for them. I'm glad they're in the world; we need them.
That isn't where I'm at. I've leapt, been bold and splashed big in life. Now I'm gently stretching. Tentative. I'm painting how my inner landscape feels, not what I see. And you know what? I'm not sure what that means, but it's just fine.
When I recently watched "The Impressionists" (because of Richard Armitage) I noticed how those artist put huge globs of paint on their palettes, worked quickly and enthusiastically. But they were men, in a different place and a different time and doing something new.
I've also been using the chiropractic spine alignment pillow for 15 minutes the last two evenings. It hasn't been touched for a couple of years; I was told to use one for the rest of my life. That's a very modest and careful movement forward. I can tell by the little nerve sparks and twinges in my back that something is happening. My body is not wanting aggressive manipulation at this time. Again, thank goodness for no physical therapist. or chiropractor at this time.
There may be a day when I want the input of experts again but right now I need to hear my inner guidance and move forward as I can. In a way that doesn't fry me. When it's time for big, bold splashes I think I'll notice.
I am cautious, using little dabs of paint and working slow and dreamily. I'm grateful there isn't a life coach telling me to work big and bold, splash it on, paint what I see....blah, blah, blah. For those people in dynamic goal-setting mode, going for their dreams, that's great for them. I'm glad they're in the world; we need them.
That isn't where I'm at. I've leapt, been bold and splashed big in life. Now I'm gently stretching. Tentative. I'm painting how my inner landscape feels, not what I see. And you know what? I'm not sure what that means, but it's just fine.
When I recently watched "The Impressionists" (because of Richard Armitage) I noticed how those artist put huge globs of paint on their palettes, worked quickly and enthusiastically. But they were men, in a different place and a different time and doing something new.
I've also been using the chiropractic spine alignment pillow for 15 minutes the last two evenings. It hasn't been touched for a couple of years; I was told to use one for the rest of my life. That's a very modest and careful movement forward. I can tell by the little nerve sparks and twinges in my back that something is happening. My body is not wanting aggressive manipulation at this time. Again, thank goodness for no physical therapist. or chiropractor at this time.
There may be a day when I want the input of experts again but right now I need to hear my inner guidance and move forward as I can. In a way that doesn't fry me. When it's time for big, bold splashes I think I'll notice.
