A random babbling on creative spirits-

Random babbling on the creative spirit~painting, sewing, baking, boys, an irresistable God and the next 200 feet~

Thursday, August 30, 2012

just like a dog

this morning I walked before the sunrise.
I used to do this a lot, beginning just as the birds began to chirp.
But as of late I"ve been more inclined to lace up the sneakers just after sunrise.



The fog sat over fields.
The light was just a touch of paint in the sky.
And each breath I felt myself lifting higher.

Anne Lamott  in her book Traveling Mercies speaks of a neighbor diagnosed with a terminal brain tumor who is often seen driving slowly down the street with his window down, leaning out just enough to feel the air; with a delighted smile emblazoned on his face; enamored with the sheer delight of living.


I get that.
I got that. This morning.
I want to hang my head out the car window and feel the bright air lap at my dangling tongue.
The full dose of blessed, awe-inspiring living.

Just like a dog.
I love this living~
in love. trish

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

waxy wednesday

I burn. I can't help myself; there's beauty and joy in it. What do you do that's just outside the box you live in?


 in love. trish.
If you would like to take your encaustic to the burn, join me in San Antonio for the IEA EncaustiCon in September or let me know you'd be interested in more for my 2013 workshop series.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Monday, August 27, 2012

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

relevance

As we begin the final few months of planning and preparation for Australia departure I find myself asking questions about relevance.

what does it mean to be?
To whom does it matter?
To what group, entity, person or lifestyle am I relevant?

Tough questions to be asking amidst so much change and unknown....
Crawling under the covers seems like a very good idea more frequently than not lately....
(then the sun tickles the horizon and I can't wait to start new ideas in the new day!)
I get lost in a longing,
        far-away-looking
                   for 'normal'...
(oh how bored I would be!)
I wonder on my desire
to always
          seek to make myself uncomfortable....
(keeping myself on the edge of my seat!)

It makes me look at 'forever' a bit differently.
Such an arbitrary, intangible term;
forcing its way into full consciousness of late~

Forever is unknown.
Forever is scary.
Forever, if we are real,
 is just touching,
     butting up against,
           admitting to the relevance of the present place that is
                right here.

Friends forever.
Live forever.
Love forever.

We say 'we wont be gone forever'
This is not 'forever'

Yet, what if we are?
What if this is?
What if our forever is tied up,
     reached,
          packaged and sent,
here in this decision?
What if what I do,
     what you do,
          today
is your forever?

It is a question to ask oneself 
at every decision,
at every chance,
at all opportunity.

If this is my forever,
     will I want it to look like this!?

If this is my forever,
of what significance is it?
And, if this is my forever,
is it relevant to my 'forever'?






We do not live forever.
We are not on this planet forever.
We do not stay the same forever.

What will I leave behind?
What is my legacy for the forever that continues without me?
What is my relevance?
Can you ask that? 
Can you listen to the answer?

We all possess it;
value,
     purpose,
          relevance.
Ask.
The covers will be there again tonight.
Just leave me my share :)
in love. trish.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

there's no other way to go!

how often do you get to fly on a mobile hotel?! Two stories of sleeping quarters and seats. Too much fun.
 Some of you have noticed the glaring absence of posts, pictures, information from my trip, life altering trip!, to Australia this past spring (US spring that is :)
Sorry about the delay. Stuff needed to be pondered. Things needed to roll around. People had to be consulted. I had to truly trust that God was not saying 'no' (nod to all my EncaustiCampers on this one ;)))) )
 'Queenslander' The traditional house of the norther tropical climate; they let in the air!
And now, well, I guess there's no time like the present now. Putting off the news at this point is simply a selfish savoring on my part...and that's just uncalled for!
I still think their outlets look like ghost faces- woooooooo :)
John said yes.
Patrick said yes.
My other boys said YES!
My parents said,
'how can we help?' (a parental YES of the best kind)

A view etched into my brain~
 So we said yes.
John, Patrick and I will move to Australia January 2013 to live for two years. Not forever; two years.
Amazing trees; roots that is!
 I will teach; inspire that great continent to encaustic and all it's possibilities. John will follow his passion of thoroughbred breeding (the #3 sport in AU as fate would have it!) and Patrick will complete high school online while traveling and assisting me at workshops, demonstrations and expos wherever possible. He proved to be an invaluable asset at EncaustiCamp and I expect this opportunity to give him a foothold into his true calling~
I don't know; I just thought they were cool! I'd use these at home :)
Are we crazy? Most assuredly.
Are we scared? Nearly every other hour.
Are we convinced? Undoubtedly; this is the way for us right now.
I look down that road of 'future' and what I see is more of this; traveling, teaching, inspiring, living. More of me; living.
I know it will be good.
So we shove fear aside when it rises, we take the next step as it opens up in all the 'stuff' that must happen to make this happen, and we trust bigger than ourselves.

It's a flower; really!
There is no other way.
Because, this is SO much bigger than our selves.
And my heart beats faster....
So once the Visa is secured (help anyone!?)
the house here rented,
our cars sold or stored,
the cats in a new home,
an AU home secured,
two suitcases each-only packed full,
and support from fantastic material suppliers guaranteed (more on this later!)
we will depart.
A whole lot poorer (whew, it costs to do this!) but
wow, exponentially richer.
in love. trish.
'Success, and a fair prospect of more, is a keen reason to stay and labor in a particular place. Matthew Henry~
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