Healing HeART

When my emotions are frayed, chaotic and tired, my creative juices are just as zapped.

So that’s why things have been a little slow around here. I haven’t drawn in two weeks, which is strange for someone who spends 6-7 hours drawing and creating each day.

It’s really hard for me to pick up a pencil again after I’ve lost someone very dear to me. Creating art has always been such an emotional and spiritual thing for me and when my heart takes a blow like that, it takes time before I can draw again.

But how do I know when it’s time to pick up the pencil again? How do I know when I’m ready?

When I feel I can draw the loved one I lost.

Now, they may not be the first I draw when I continue, but having that confidence in my healing is what enables me to start creating again. And then I will draw her. Because it is the best way I heal and remember and honor someone I love.

(drawing aftermath- chalky fingers :P)

I know it may not mean the world to most people…but I love connecting with strangers. Brief comments, maybe even smiles I won’t see because they’re on the other side of the country or even the other side of the world, mean I’m doing something that matters.

I’m the kind of person that says hello to a passerby with a huge smile because -just maybe- they needed one.

Odd, since I’m on the most extreme side of being an introvert! But it all works out somehow.

Somehow.

And then I remember why: The heart of it all is art.