Some days are full of groove and flow and joy and juice. Others are filled with slogging and trudging and gettin' 'er done. Still yet others are transcendant and ripe with epiphanies and connection. Some days are hard. Some days are purely good.
Okay, secretly I believe that all days are purely good. Even the hard ones. Because they all, without exception, lead me closer to the divine.
I have entered a rhythm that rocks my bone boat. Whatever comes, comes. I can ride it. I know what I am (a boat) and I know my purpose (to ride the waters of my life). I know that sometimes I will sink and sometimes I will fly. I know that each day will bring it's own unique set of possibilities.
I'm good with it all.
This is what people talk about when they talk about inner peace, and given that I had the whole dark night of the soul thing over the last few months of 2011/first few months of 2012, I think I'm due.
Let me rephrase that.
I know I'm due. Worthy of this centered calm. Deserving of the love of my family and friends. A valuable part of my universe. Whole.
Journal art takes me there. Not just the practice itself, but the community that has grown up around it. Like any community, there are factions and cliques. That doesn't interest me much. I could complain about the negative aspects, but I'd be complaining about something that exists in *all* communities the world over. What I'd rather focus on is what works.
We work.
We rock my poptarts.
The teachers and mentors and newbies and veterans. The brave and the shy and the bold and the fierce. The ones who do it for love and the ones who do it because they have no choice and the ones doing therapy and the ones earning a living. The ones who scribble in crayon and the ones who master technique. The ones for whom journal art is secondary to their painting practice and the ones for whom journal art IS their practice.
Beeeeeeeeeeauuuuuutiiiiiiiiful.
And so it is.
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I moved into my big book today. Here's what I made:
And here's the cover of my new "Book Of Days Volume Two"
I'm loving the size. It is so liberating.
That's all I've got for ya. :)
xo
Effy
