New Pink Skin

I have socialized more in the last week than I have in probably the last 6 months. From one year old birthday parties to inviting people into my house, it feels wonderful to not feel like I am always running away or need to hide. I have been depleted in the past and I am quickly refilling those deficits with the love of family and friends, and most of all, love and time for myself.



I feel like the new pink skin that pushes its way up from underneath the ugly,thick, itchy scab. I wake up and decide for myself what and how I will better my life on this day. It feels amazing to be free of the drudgery. All the anger, tension, negativity, and the silent and ever present air of misogyny and bigotry have sloughed off like dead skin that no longer serves its protective purpose. The good is that it has taught me many valuable lessons and allowed me to develop in ways I couldn't have imagined 5 years ago - like how to separate myself from someone else's emotions, an immensely useful skill in SO MANY WAYS! I have the choice to not take on someone else's anger, meanness, or sadness. And, while remaining calm, I can logically navigate a solution for whatever the situation is.



I have been reacquainting myself with music lately also. In the hustle and bustle of raising a child and working my days away, music and its healing and emotive powers had been sequestered away. Some artists found their way to me right on time. 311 is big for me in this space...."You've got to trust your instinct and let go of regret. You've got to bet on yourself now, Star! Cuz that's your best bet!"



Still working my way up to the creative process. Sometimes, that has to have it's own metamorphosis. But it will come in its own time. It always does. For now, here is a little painting I started a couple days ago with some found objects and spray paint.