Busy Work

I've continued in my quietude, for a month, now. Its been kind of wonderful. I haven't picked up a paint brush, once. Instead, I've been busying myself with a variety of tasks of self discovery and domestic bliss that I've found truly pleasurable. That is not to say that I've dropped my brush. Quite the contrary, I just felt the need to rest, to rejuvenate, and to feel DESPERATE to paint, again.

I'm swiftly getting to that point. In fact, my fingers are literally beginning to ITCH to have the brushes back, to feel the spring of the canvas, to smell the fresh scent of acrylic swirling about. I've been thinking about what I'll paint when I get the chance.....I've got a few nudes in mind. I've also been thinking of dancing, resting, the female form in all its glory.

But, let me lay that aside for the moment. I've been continuing to work my way through The Artist's Way program based on the book by Julia Cameron. It is challenging me and has caused me to look at my creativity in a way that I've never considered before....as a way of life, rather than crafty pursuits. Living creatively opens the door to so many opportunities that I'm boggled by them. What I lack is not ideas, nor skill, but motivation. So, I am learning to unblock myself by feeding my soul with beautiful things, those that speak to my spirit, that enliven my imagination, that give rise to my feet.

I've been making soap, working herbs and florals into infusions that become the base for a variety of salves and compounds and balms for various uses, eating raw food that is real, and feeling alive. My first batch of soap is cured, today, so that I can begin another for when this one is gone. I've got comfrey root salve, chamomile-calendula ointment, and rose lip balm made up; along with some new moisturizer for my body, face, and hair; and, an invigorating eucalyptus body scrub.

My life is blessed.