Wonderfully Imperfect
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i am a woman on the edge -- on the edge of greatness, of mania, and of wonder and amazement, all at the same time.
i am an artist and a corporate refugee, who has struggled and derailed and been really STUCK....and who continually dusts herself off.
here i share my artistic and personal journey, and how i became known as the "princess of getting up again" and the "imp-ress of imperfection."
it's a celebration of continually focusing on "being where i am," and never coming from a place of lack or "not good enough". it's a celebration of being "wonderfully imperfect", and you're invited!
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Ain't Life GRAND?
Disregard the date, please! (I’m “bumping” this one to keep it at the top...)
We’re artists and wordsmiths,
watching the light and dark,
the struggle and the ease of our existence.
Aren’t you AMAZED by the big web we’ve woven?!!
I LOVE TO BE AMAZED!!!
I revel in the the correlation of the way we create art
and the way we create our lives.
I’m in love with the imperfections that make us “US"--
to me, that’s our ...PERFECTION.
Now, I didn’t always think so.
I’ve felt very out-of-the norm. Different. Not cool.
Definitely the stuff of “let’s vote-her-off-the-island.
I constantly heard (or felt) that I needed to be “fixed” or “work on” myself.
It took me a long time to realize
that I was wandering through my life, trying to “improve”,
and by doing so, not only setting myself up to fail-
but reinforcing, over and over again,
my lack of value and my inability to achieve what I wanted.
‘Cause if I needed to be “improved”— I must be “lacking”, right??
NOT!!!
I no longer buy into that.
I celebrate my imperfections.
Yes, I still struggle.
Yes, I get knocked down (often by myself!)
And boy, have I derailed!
But I truly believe that part of the of our journey here
requires learning to fall in love with imperfection,
and learning NOT to come from a place of lack.
We can recognize that
“stuck-ages” and “derailment” are
a lovely opportunity to STOP, and
examine our strengths.
We can SEE, really SEE
how our “patinas” and nicks and flaws
give us reason for celebration.
We can then remember,
--just as I remind myself, even now--
that we have everything we need
to thrive and grow....
...that we are WONDERFUL and AMAZING,
right here,
right now.
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i live in southern california,
the land of mc-mansions
and mc-gardens
when i say i’m workin in my garden,
it’s probably TINY TINY TINY
in comparison to many,
but my roses smell as sweet
and the birds sing this morning,
chirping to each other
in a way that tells me
they like it here, JUST FINE
i’m holding on to this moment
i’m loving what is:
my teeny house,
my undone garden,
ME
AIN’T LIFE GRAND?
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i like to hope that
when i explore,
via posts here
and emails to my online friends,
that it works on some level BEYOND JUST ME
and my mundane STUFF.
frankly, although i like to write,
i dont always wanna GO DEEP.
i can get in my “surface” mode--
i can get “busy"----
and then wonder why my site isn’t done.
wonder why my blog ain’t groovin like what i want.
wonder why i haven’t called someone back.
wonder why there’s art pieces i started
and haven’t returned to,
or haven’t had the balls to post a pic of.
THANK GOD
my “list” friends pull me back in!!!!!
into your families, when i miss mine.
into rememberances, which have just as much value
as going forward, even if they hurt.
into celebrations and “aha’s” and “wow’s”
and ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING.
into my art and my writing,
ESPECIALLY when
i just don’t think i can open that door.
(and you KNOW..... THAT’S EXACTLY WHEN ya need it most.)
i get my ass kicked every day, in some way,
by someone in a post or email.
AND I LIKE IT.
AND I RELY ON IT.
here’s to us!
WE ROCK
OH YEAH!
WE ROCK IN COLOR
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