Week 3 Sense of Perspective

Morning Pages (1/7)
Not good. Not sure why but I don't like to do them. I understand the meaning and worth of them but somehow I resist doing them. I will try again harder (maybe I have to think of a nice reward for myself ;-)

Weekly Walk
I combined my walk with the count your blessings task on saturday. It was a very stormy weather but sunny and not cold so that was my first blessing. I enjoyed it very much, had sometimes trouble to stay focussed on the blessing-thing and not to let my thoughts drift to the daily life issues. Sonday I walked together with my son, that doesn't happen often. He'll leave home next week, he's found a room at a student home in the town he attends college. Allthough there is no real need, he's 18 and can commute, I know it's time for him to make the next step. As an only child I think it will be fun for him to live with 3 other students. Needless to say I'll miss him, we're very close. He's the biggest blessing in my life.

Tasks
The main topic seems to be anger. It reminded me of an acupuncturist, who, during the treatment told me that I had a lot of anger inside me (as source of a sympton I had unrelated to the problem I was receiving the needles for). At the time it striked me as a bit odd, I'm generally spoken quite friendly and radiates restfullness according to the people around me. But lately I felt that he wasn't far off since I was feeling angry about things and it felt if dams had broken and I was inundated with anger. I explored my relationship for the collage for some of the conflicts that were related with my anger.


How odd it may seem we should tap in our anger to be creative but I've seen up close how anger can be fuel to create art and be very powerful and constructive instead of the negative spiral that we get caught up in so easily.


Artist date


On sunday I visted a small exhibit in a combined studio space of several artists. I talked for a while with a woman who made nudes and portraits. They come together with a group of ('hobby') painters and will have real models sit for them. I like the subtle colors of the body she used. One of the portraits she made of a fellow painter, a woman close to 90 who started to paint at 70! So it's never too late to explore our forgotten dreams....