What's it really mean to dream2~

This is one in a series of posts in which Trish attempts to dissect the purpose and meaning of dreaming; of looking beyond what is to what if~

Working my way towards the answer myself....and here's part III-dream, finale, I put on paper before me~

Back to my original post, my intent from the start of this search and query.

I'm risking.
I'm tossing my dreams out there.
Not to get responses. Not to hear the naysayers-neither the
encouragers.

I'm dreaming in pen and ink so I can see it
so I can live it
And so I can be it.

I'm tossing my dreams out there.
out here.

'I have become a sign to many; you are my strong refuge. My mouth is filled with your praise, declaring your splendor all day long.
psalm 71:7-8

I want to be a sign to many.
I don't know what that looks like.

I don't know what it even means.
I just know it gives me goosebumps when I say it.
my heart rate increases when I let my spirit feel it.
my mind goes numb when I try to wrap myself around it.

And that's enough for now.

Three big dreams.
Three Big Dreams.
They are out there.
They are out here.
In black and white.
Words on paper.
I've said them aloud.
I've written them aloud.
I've risked their exposure.
Risk
succeed or fail.

doesn't matter.
Only matters that I dream.
And live into it~

in love. trish

What's it really mean to dream, too?

This is one in a series of posts in which Trish attempts to dissect the purpose and meaning of dreaming; of looking beyond what is to what if~
 Working my way towards the answer myself....

Why do I need to leave when all I need is around me?

Just like a dog~ lapping up life post

It plays around the corners of my mind lately; 
relentlessly pursuing my consciousness; 
determinately seeking to be answered.

It is the monkey-brain, the devil-player, the negative-nilly.
I do not listen, as much as hear and respond~

Why do I need to leave when all I need is around me?! 

It taunts like a broken record, 
replaying when I am tired, 
when I am discouraged, 
when I am weak from loneliness or travel demands.

 
Why do I need to leave 
              when all I need is around me?!
I turn it on its tail to run~
Because all that is around me will come with me. 
Will be with me. Will grow with me.

I am not leaving all that I need; I am growing all that I have.
in love. trish.   

October 8, 2013

What's your world look like today?

beautiful, deserted entryway

pink motorcyclists, runner and bikers lined up for the Two Day~

rusted, sheered at the ground, I beam in pine needles

graffiti crumbing partition wall

traffic cone, broken bricks, cyclone fence

trash strewn field=art installation?

more still life~

a delicious circle-and more rusty cut-off pipe

construction=sculpture!

more rust; now, a widows peak

yes, more rust! I must be iron-(oxide!) deficient today :)

in love. trish

a tale of colors~

My son Daniel's blog as he travels through Australia with backpack~

http://ataleofcolors.blogspot.com.au/2012/09/papanui-merriwa.html

Living vicariously and realizing my time may look somewhat similiar :) Just with a bit more paint thrown in!
in love. trish

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.

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~

next

Going to Australia~Today!

TODAY! I am leaving today. 6 weeks down under. Wow. It's today.

'There are no shortcuts to any place worth going.' Beverly Ails

 

I hope to see all the sights yet go further as well: Maybe glimpsing what not every tourist sees, and experiencing what not every travels discovers.

Part way through the romp I'll spend a few days with my brother and sister in law. Days I expect to indulge in much more native and much less run across.

But mostly I hope to be indulging in time with Australian encaustic enthusiasts. I can not quite believe that I get to make this trip to indulge in a whole new culture of creative hearts anticipating time in the wax! 

I cross the pond and loose an entire day to jump full-bore into inspiring; bring it on Australia! I want to give it all~

And hopefully, take some back to the states to share in exchange-goodness knows I've brought enough room for shopping :) in love. trish

                                           

2012

And so 2012 starts peeking its nose around the corner of 2011 and we notice it's presence there.  What are you looking forward to? What is your sense of this incoming year and the blessings or trials it may bring? Whatever your feelings, always remember, every trial is an opportunity to learn, and to receive the good that is in it; no matter what :) in love. trish

I for one cannot wait for encausticamp; I anticipate it's awesomeness, despite the trials it puts me through :))) This, and my trip to Australia!

day 8

8
booked down under

This is a work in progress. A collaboration with Trace Willans in Tasmania! She started this one; I've added some new (coming soon!) image transfer techniques, tar painting and wax. Not done yet! Just haven't determined what's next...
in love. trish
 

gifts from far, far away!

I received this delicious package (okay, I overuse that word for my art and supplies (and husband :)! but, it's just SO true!) in the mail a few days ago~From Tasmania! Is that the coolest!?

All these (delicious!) goodies were contained within~that small, tantilizing package held all this!

I get to do whatever I want to finish and play with this one; the pages are wonderfully gesso'ed fabric just begging me to scrib and scratch and yes! apply wax to them~

Trace Willans (http://www.soewnearth.com) is a new friend. It's odd to identify someone as a friend when we have yet to make face to face contact, but the internet, Facebook, twitter and the wonderful world of blogging have drawn us together in the like-minded world of art and creativity~that, and the fact that she happened upon the coolness that I was coming her way and teaching in Australia next year! Not only do I have the pleasure of Trace's company in one of my workshops, she's also going to be in an indulgent time I decided to invest in for myself as well (yes, Trace! I believe you're going to be able to be there!) a Dorothy Caldwell workshop in Brisbane :) Here's to new friends! And the cursed blessings-blessed cursing?-the internet and all the opportunities it offers in discovery and connection with the world~

This little nugget shows just some of what Trace does. Her art has been able textile, and clay and dying. These wool pieces have been dyed and overdyed and the buttons are her creations (I'm not doing her creative process nearly the justic they command! I hope to understand and articulate them better after next spring :)

We are collaborating on this one! An accordian style book with the most delicious! binding and lots of lovely, texture in the plaster pages~She and I are speaking something of the same language in our art and I am more than excited in anticipating just what we will pull off with this project!

LOVE the return address :) Made Patrick say 'cool'-worth it just for that alone!

in love. trish