Yesterday morning Blogger wasn't working so well and I couldn't write this update. Ah, but today is a new day and I'm thankful for that......
First of all, if you have been reading here you may be wondering how my mom is doing. Well, we still don't have any further information and due to unavoidable schedule problems we are having to wait until next week for her to have the next big test.
Next, I told Tinker I would write up Magique's story. I am working on that - but it is turning out to be more work than I realized so it is taking me a little while to get it into a blog length. After the last Sunday Scribble which worked so directly with memories my mind is really churning. I think I have forgotten some of Magique's story. I also think that after more than ten years with her my memories of making her have changed. If only I could have blogged about her creation - then I could just give you the links - hee, hee. So far I've been enjoying the challenge of writing and will eventually get it posted.
Then, the biggest thing that I feel I have hanging out there in blog land is my idea to start a creative process group. I'm really thinking about doing it. It was something that came into my head as I wrote my last post. Yet, it's grabbed my attention and I find myself thinking about it. Also, I've noticed something about my energy since I thought of this group - I feel a little bit of the excitement and challenge that I felt while participating in the Artist's Way group.
With my mom sick I need something that is connected to my passion and my life. Almost 12 years ago when my Dad died I did something I probably should not have done. I dropped my life. I mean I dropped it whole and completely. I was 25 without a lot of responsibilities and it was easy to just drop everything like school, friends, eating healthy, and most of all creativity. Though I do not regret being with my father through his dying in hindsight I know what a heavy price I paid for it. It took me years to seperate myself from all of it and to individuate back into my own person and find my life passions again.
So, with this in mind I am determined to learn from those lessons and I feel like now is as good a time as any to begin a new creativity adventure. Eric Maisel in his book Coaching the Artist Within says you have to learn how to create in the middle of things. I feel like I am right in the middle of things and my 37 year old self knows now what my 25 year old self had to learn which is there is no possibility of dropping everything - there is only living and creating while in the middle of everything.

