Cars & Pendants

If you were to ask me my thoughts on public transit, I'd tell you I really don't like it. I do enjoy train rides though.

I am a rather typical urban girl in terms of transportation. Getting my license was my first and foremost priority upon my 16th birthday. I have always had a thing for driving... I love it. So it has been very exciting as I got my very first car at the end of August. Exciting indeed! My life seems to have gotten busier and busier and getting my own vehicle has been necessary. It'll be handy until I'm ready to travel!

The first thing that came to my mind after getting my car was designing a chakra pendant for the rear-view mirror. I've had a vision of it since day one and so materialized that vision this afternoon at my local bead/gemstone shop.

I've made a beaded necklace before and quite enjoy the process of jewelry-making. Today I quietly sat, stringing beads and gems onto a wire. Focusing on absolutely nothing else but the preciseness of it all. That is, I find, the very best part about being totally enveloped in something. It's like when I draw or paint - I am in complete and utter focus on nothing but the world I am in.

Precious Pendant

I bought this pendant yesterday from one of my favourite shops. I am totally in my element when browsing through that place. I could spend all day and night in there. The lady let me choose a piece of black string and tied it on for me. She wonderfully tied the necklace together in such a way that I can adjust the length of it. I adore the pendant; yoga and meditation is a sacred practice for me so this necklace means a lot.

I went to the art store today and bought some canvas and a pad of water colour paper. I'm very excited to use it :) .

The Earth is our Biological Mother

We come from our mothers who came from their mothers who came from mothers all the way back when there was just a tiny organism that multiplied. That organism came from the Earth, in some way or another. Our mothers are not our biological mothers, for it is the Earth that is our true origin.

We will always only be one with nature as much as nature is one with us. We are nature.

Some art I created today

Since I've begun working two jobs, I have noticed my mind and body become so very stressed out. I've helplessly cried to my mom a few times lately because I just feel exhausted and worked to the bone and I have lacked one of my most favourite things in the world - solitude. I have four days off so I finally have a chance to do some things. I meditated today. And when I meditate I repeat several different phrases to myself:

I am only existing.

There is only me. I am only me.

I make my own choices. Nobody chooses for me.

I am beautiful. I love myself.

I'll also often just contemplate the Universe as I sit. And I'll think about life and nature and being alive. And in the midst of my positive affirmations I had the urge to create some art. And that I did.

Some little thoughts,

Love,
Meghan

Art and the Art of Being You

When I paint I lose sense of my surroundings and I just embrace myself in the experience. The feeling of stroking paint across canvas and blending colours together is much like a massage for my mind and eyes. It's frustrating and discouraging when you can't get it right, but there are no words to describe the feeling when you step back and take a look at what you have created.

Art fulfills in me a sense of freedom.  A sense of who I am in the deepest inner layers of myself. I have been artistic my entire life and I never want to lose touch of that foundation.

As I have gotten older I have been able to express the artistic side of me in various different areas of my life. I think I always have had a rather different perspective on things than a lot of people, but it hasn't always surfaced. Only my life in the past year have I really begun to define myself and explode with passion in every direction.

I think it is so imperative for everybody to discover themselves and to be their own individual and to not step into the wild world of conforming or living up to some silly idealistic, societal standard. I don't know how innocently discussing my art has turned into this discussion, but, there are so very many societies and standards and rules around this world that we ought to remember who we are and what we want, need and deserve as our own person. Let's just do what makes us happy, hm?