Studio creativity has been paused today due to the rain. There was quite a bit I planned to get done today, but it will have to wait.
Clearly, I needed to pause. I started my day with coffee and perusing social media for headlines. I updated the coffee-themed group my sister and I have.
And I listened as it started to rain.
At first, it was just little droplets touching the kitchen window. For a few moments, a heavier outpouring provided a bass line for the roof. The skies then imparted a steady, even rain, allowing the grass to soak in its richness and vitality.
It truly is a beautiful sound. The rhythm of droplets hitting an empty pot, and others splashing in the puddles that have been accumulating. It’s restorative and allows me to think and to wonder.
I don’t think we always allow ourselves the space and time to do just that, to pause. To take it all in and allow our minds to be still, yet contemplative. It’s a moment to reflect and find gratitude within the droplets of rain as they spatter about.
For some, rain is annoying and irritable and all things negative. For me, it cleanses the soul and allows for fresh starts and new awakenings.
Today when you pause, please take a moment to reflect, remember and honor the fallen; the soldiers who did not make it home to reunite with their families and loved ones. If it weren’t for them, we might not be able to stop, pause, and enjoy the rain.
I get by with a little help from my friends. I was listening a little to The Beatles today, and although I didn’t hear this song, it got stuck in my thoughts.
It’s true, the words of the song title, and it’s been a lot of help lately. I’m grateful and thankful. Whether it’s been phone conversations, getting a meal together or simply a hug from a friend I don’t see as often. These are the moments that keep me focused forward on what’s to come. These moments have helped me get back to throwing and creating the things I love to make. Moving forward feels good.
Albeit, unloading the glaze fire today was definitely not one of my favorites…. And there was a bit of testing involved with some new glaze mixes. I think I liked 3 things. Maybe…
<insert eye roll here>
But that’s why I’m a maker. I make stuff. I try new things. The important part is that I am back at it. Making stuff. Creating something from a blob of clay, freshly wedged and then thrown and forced into a vessel.
The movement of the wheel and the feel of the clay centers me, more-so than I center it on the wheel. It grounds my senses and my being while I force this wet mass into something that will become strong under pressure and fire. An item that will have beautiful lines and colors, that may glimmer in the sunlight or from the light of a candle.
I have much gratitude for those who keep me motivated and help me push my boundaries. It truly does take a village.
Who am I anyway?
A mom, sister, daughter, potter, artist, friend, coffee fiend, ocean lover, star-gazer, optimist…. and I suppose there could be many others.
But in the end, I am one that gets by with a little help from her friends.
New Beginnings… like a fresh lump of clay, awaiting my skilled hands.
Change is healthy. Change means growth. Change means adaptation and new perspectives. If we don’t have change, we can become stagnant in every area of our life. Although, sometimes we don’t expect the change and it completely knocks the wind of of our ambition and drive.
And just like that, I am picking up the pieces and finding ways to create and stimulate my own productivity. I have to take a moment to type out loud, some accomplishments I talked myself into during the past couple weeks. A couple realizations are mixed in there, too…
The garage is SO much cleaner.
The studio section of the garage is ready to go, which means I will begin throwing again VERY soon.
My bedroom is a more comfortable haven. Ask my cats…
I’ve thrown lots of stuff away that’s been sitting around for no good reason.
Throwing stuff out is cathartic.
I’ve got three boxes full of donations.
Music, of all varieties, is essential to my healing.
Yup.. there it is. This is all part of the change, which makes it all part of the healing.
I’m thankful for my tribe. And for all of you as well.
Many blessings to you all. ❤
Life is funny. It’s unexpected.
Life is a narrow path that takes you on an adventure you are plotting, point by point.
Life is a enormously wide walkway, with hills and curves that distract you from those points you so carefully planned for, and expected to come to fruition.
My life took some of those drastically different sidesteps this past month. Each day that passes is an opportunity for learning; for healing.
But healing comes slowly some days, and it is in those days that I continue to plot my course. In time, my path will continue forward.
I am incredibly thankful for the friends & family who have rallied around me while I navigate the torrid waters. Without you, I would not be afloat. For that, I am forever grateful and love each one of you. ❤
Studio operations should begin by the end of February. I thank you all for your patience and understanding while these challenges are worked through.
blessings ~ Melanie