Tag Archives: art has a will of its own

there are no certain routes: when I am wandery

journal-planners with my collages + jots about my business plans + what I think is unfair right now

… you need to keep an honest, unpublishable journal that nobody reads, nobody but you. Where you just put down what you think about life, what you think about things, what you think is fair and what you think is unfair. -Madeleine L’Engle

My journal-planners tether me gently, serving as a means of tracking my start lines as well as my progress. Some entries are unpublished and read only by me; some entries are shared with women with whom I share community, and others shared publicly.
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there are no certain routes: uncertainty [one day at a time]

[currently reading] The Principles of Uncertainty by Maira Kalman

Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself and know that everything in this life has a purpose. -Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

My life is my art. It is a matter of daily choices and decisions to engage with a daily relationship with the hours. It is accepting “quarter moon phases” of expeditions through the “dark half” of  living. Continue reading