I have just returned from my surprisingly insightful weekend in Baltimore. I didn't know for one that the city was so interesting, nor did I know that I would experience such a calling.
What kind of calling you ask? A call from the Universal Concierge telling me it is time to wake up (again!). A calling to my self!
The weekend began with lovely walks by the harbor with my dear soul husband. We did a great deal of walking and seeing different neighborhoods. We met some amazing people. We ate some fab food. I enjoyed two visits to a Vintage store that was delightful to poke around in.
The last day there we split up with my hubby touring the ship museums, and I experiencing the American Visionary Art Museum. It was at this museum that I received my call.
It began with just walking around the building....amazing architecture...then appreciating the sculptures outside and then the little garden where I found myself actually giggling out loud! I was truly feeling childlike wonder!
recognition, that feeling of pure knowing...knowing of rightness. Insights came to me in waves of feeling, not words, of who I was at my core. I was so taken with all this that I realized that I needed to express it. So I pulled myself away from the painting long enough to purchase a red sketch book and a rainbow pencil in the gift shop, then I returned and sat down to journal and draw. When I felt ready, I moved on throughout the museum and continued to sketch and write as I felt moved. And I was moved by the surprising art I saw there, and by the stories of the artists.
I came away from the weekend renewed and re-grounded. I am more awake today than I was before we went. I am more connected to my creative being, my dear sweet artistic self, more willing to let her be, to let her breathe, to let her create!
Thanks for listening!
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