We're into week seven of TNC: 12 Secrets, and to my surprise, this chapter about consulting with guides has completely thrown me for a loop. I've been struggling with writing this post since Friday afternoon. I'm sure I've had guides along the way, or I wouldn't be where I am now; my creativity wouldn't have flourished as it has. But I am having trouble pinpointing this guidance, so my response to this chapter may end up being quite meandering and turn out to be more than one post.
Remembering Early Influences
When I think about creative people from my childhood, the one person I think of most is Grandma. She drew these intricate, swirly, colorful designs with felt tip pens all the time. She embroidered some of those designs with bright colored embroidery floss and made little doily mats with rows upon rows of bright lace ruffles on the edges. She drew pictures, too. She made clothes for my Barbie dolls without using patterns, out of scraps of cloth and even colorful dishcloths and embroidered little flowers or made flowers out of lace.
I never knew when she did these things, I don't ever recall her working on anything, but suddenly, the next time I visited, I would notice a finished project around the house. Grandma was very much in her own world, even when she wasn't creating. But I remember being allowed to use her felt tip pens to draw when I visited, and I remember being fascinated by all the vibrant and unusual color combinations she used and knowing she had a creative gift.
Initiating/Joining a Group
When I was younger, Mom supported my creativity by enrolling me in Children's Theatre drama classes and going to my plays and choir shows. I continued in drama and choir in junior high school and was supported by one particular teacher who also encouraged my creative writing. And when I was in high school I became a member of our Thespian troupe. It was during this time that I became trapped in an abusive relationship which ended up isolating me from all the friends and teachers I met through theatre. I often wonder how different my life would have been if I hadn't become isolated from drama and choir members.
In my 20's I became involved in a rape support group that used writing, collage and drawing as therapy, which turned out to be a wonderful tool for me. I've believed that creative work has the power to heal ever since then. In recent years I've tried to find an art therapist to do further healing, but to no avail so far, nor does our insurance support such therapy, which I think is a shame. Still, doing creative work on my own has been enough to help me deal with depression and anxiety issues.
Currently, I'm involved in a tarot group that meets monthly, and I find tarot decks to be little works of art. I think they are very fascinating and inspiring and my group is inspiring as well, always coming up with fun exercises for exploring and using the cards. Plus, I am meeting and building a circle of creative and supportive people through blogging and this 12 Secrets group. I hope that these connections will continue even after our book blogging group has finished.
My most recent venture-- well, I've joined Mother Henna's most current collaborative HeART project exploring the Hero & the Shadow. I'm excited and terrified! I feel out of my league, and yet, I'm looking forward to the challenge, and I'm looking forward to those I'll meet through being part of this project.
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