Rose Through Storms

During mental and emotional storms art is and always has been my shelter, even when I forget it’s there. But taking an active and conscious role in the process of creating art helps me GROW through my storms instead of merely (typed “nearly” at first - a Freudian slip) going through them. 

In the midst of all my usual negative self-talk while I’m creating, I just focused on bringing the picture I saw in my mind to fruition. And it’s the same with life - I have so many seeds planted with the capacity to bear an abundance of blossoms beyond my wildest dreams, giving my attention to my negative beliefs about my self and my present circumstances does me no good because I’d be watering the wrong seeds. 

My garden is so full of color and light you can see that b*tch from space, so I can’t be cultivating nightshade and poison oak. If we become what we believe (and I believe this is true) then my limiting beliefs are weeds, and not the good kind.

What seeds are you watering? What do you want your garden to look like? Do the answers to both those questions line up? Storms are an occupational hazard in the human experience, but they’re also an opportunity to fortify what makes us strong and plant new seeds with deeper roots and richer fruit.