What's it really mean to dream? II

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 the first dream 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.

'My first dream that's bigger than myself, feels presumptuous to write down, and it totally crazy-unfit for who I've ever been~'

'We should each be mentored, and mentoring. It is through connection and sharing of our mistakes, successes, triumphs and tragedies that we help the next move into their own place'

my first of three dreams:
bigger than I am
more than I can picture
Trish from past
embracing in Trish of future.
but still
a dream.
so there.
If it is bigger than me,
than my past can confess to
or my present support
then it is a dream.
and dreams are possible
in my world
because they come from
a place bigger than me!

my first 'put it out there dream'...


to be mentoring
(12 people)
within two years.

I don't know how.
I don't know what capacity.
I don't know who.
But I want to do this.
To see my passion,
my inspiration,
inspire others.

I have lived almost
46 years.
All these years can't be
marked,
filed,
stored up,
reviewed,
cataloged
for
nothing~

There.
The first of my big dreams.
my first 'write it in black and white dream'
there.
Now that wasn't so hard was it?.....

in love.trish

monday musings #5

Your life is the door you open to it. To which doors have you chosen access?

 in love. trish

sunday sermonet #4

There's a difference between what's in your account and what's in your possession; learn to make proper withdraws.

in love. trish

monday musing #4

Behavior is the echo of belief. What are you echoing?

 

in love. trish

sunday sermonets #2

etremely fearful

apprehensive

a little anxious and really intrigued

mildly nervous but really excited

quietly confident and really joyful

The Art of Thinking Brilliantly. 

Choose today to be your 17 minutes of mind changing
in love. trish

friday fun facts #2

Growth happens when you focus on sharing your joy, passion, wisdom and life-lessons. Focus on what you do, where you are.

in love. trish.

waxy wednesday #2

Quite some time ago, back 'in the day' when I was in the initial love-affair stage of my relationship with encaustic I was shown a technique with shellac by a Dutch visitor to America. While it was cool, it wasn't enough. So, like everything else I've done with encaustic since, I had to see 'what would happen if' and push the limits. Thus, shellac burns-wet and dry-as I like to refer to them, were born. This is a quick video excerpt from my FW Media, Artist's Network TV video. Enjoy :) And make sure you check out Youtube for a whole lot more on encaustic, shellac and all things wonderfully waxy~ 

in love. trish

monday musings #2

Freedom means responsibility. Where are you seeking to be free?

in love. trish

friday fun facts

Stress is always an inside job. You are in control.
Happy weekend everyone~

 in love. trish

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.

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.

right to the edge

Straight up; one after the other,
after the other,
after the other:
Steps seemingly unending and unsecured as my muscles begin to complain and my mind begins to taunt me-daring me to just quit.
A white-knuckling, adrenaline flying, muscle-shaking shimmy over the top rung onto the precariously perched platform puts me at a place I've never been before.
Do not look back. Do not even peek.
Straight forward.
Resolute vision.
Focus.
Purposeful, single minded, determined focus.

Breathe.




















For just a moment.
Breathe.
Feel stillness
peace
resolution
that comes at this point in the climb.

See that 'something' that's been
playing
teasing
taunting
at each step.
The something of
utter, undeniable fear skittering and skiping back and forth from mind, to gut; from heart to head.














Now to something bigger,
stronger,
more trustworthy
humming.
with just enough volume to dispel the skittering, noisome nuisance.
Gentle
peaceful
and solid.
Faithful,
trustworthy
and honest.
It has power-which brings me from prostrate on the platform to up on my knees; hope which prompts me to pull my feet up under these bowed knees
and slowly,
assuredly,
stand.
Trustworthiness to ever so cautiously,
yet with great anticipation,
step forward.
And forward again.
And once more again.
Confidence rising.
Excitement increasing.
Faith cementing.











Future unfolding.
I dive.
in love. trish.

heart wisdom

'give your body credit for it's own innate wisdom'

What does this statement mean to you?

It has been a guiding force for me over the past few years; and grows stronger each day I live by its conviction.

Because of changes I hadn't scripted into the dialog of my life, I was, blessedly, forced to actually listen to my body's signals and wisdom. You know the ones, those small changes in heart rate, sense of unease in the gut, pressure in your heart that if ignored can grow and fester?! Living from this listening place has been amazing: life altering and self actuating~sending me down paths I hadn't recognize as mine to take in years past.

Listening to your own bodies' signal in response to communication, societal expectations, parental dictum's and even heartfelt, lovingly directed suggestions instead of reacting with your minds' interpretation of these forces can be the difference between living and dying. Truly. The day I turned on the choice to do this listening is the day I unconsciously chose to live. No dramatizing-just truth. To make this choice and move forward in self awareness began a journey toward fully living in the best of who I am. And in that, I made the choice to live. No longer settling for struggle. No longer getting sick, desperately so sometimes, and ignoring the reason for its development in the first place. No longer blindly tripping after anothers' direction. No longer accepting the assumed wisdom of anothers' insights over my own truth telling sense and God given abilities.

I thank God for creating in me a powerful passion directing my feet: One so strong that it broke through this living in fear, worry and anxiety and ignited my own passions' dormant flame; feeding it to bonfire proportions. Guidance can come in the strangest way and under the most seemingly impossible directives sometimes.

There are those who have accused me of being a dreamer; striving for unrealistic possibilities; foolishly believing in passionate filled doing over strife filled determination. To their way I can no longer step. In their thinking I can no longer abide. I simply say yes. Absolutely yes! And forever always saying yes to this~I take the accusation willingly and remain true to it every day: I no longer have ears to listen-only heart to hear.

'There are some who will go their entire lives and not live a single day. She did not choose to be one of them.' in love. trish

I wear my heart

on my sleeve. Right out there, exposed to the world; received, rejected, accepted or stomped upon. I wear my heart on my sleeve-in confidence, with humility, in honesty and with trust. Believing in the best, trusting in the truth and standing tall in faith-knowing this is the only honest and real way to connect with the world, my life and to truth. always! woohoo ;) in love. trish

I will find the right one when I am right~