For those of you who have asked me how to tell Fanny and Lulu apart, it’s pretty clear in this photo. I think it easier to see now that they’re shedding their hair and you can see the marking on their faces more clearly.
Throughout the world, there are many interpretations of Mother Mary. Mine was inspired by the art room of teacher Sue Silverstein at Bishop Maginn High School.
A statue of Mother Mary stands on the counter in Sue’s classroom among the paint and pencils, not separate from the class, but a part of it. It was that statue, being in that nourishing creative space, that inspired my idea for Mother Mary.
Now that Bishop Maginn is closed, my original fiber painting of Mother Mary will hang in Sue’s new classroom at Bishop Gibbons. (Mother Mary was generously donated to Sue by one of the readers of my blog)
My vision of Mother Mary holds paintbrushes in her hands. I’ve come to see her as Mother Mary for all of us who create in one way or another.
This morning I picked up my postcards of Mother Mary at A&M Printers in town. Each postcard is 4″x6″ and they come in packs of six. They’re $12 including shipping. You can buy them in my Etsy Shop, just click here.
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“...last week again someone told me not to cry. A good friend who is moving away. My whole life I’ve been sensitive, often trying to hide it. But the older I’ve gotten the more I stand up for myself about this. As I said to my friend, “Please don’t tell me not to cry. It’s how I process things.” I realize crying can make others uncomfortable and they want to “fix” it, but crying for me, is healing and helps me to move forward.” Barb Techel
When I read Barb’s comment on my blog it reminded me of how often I heard the same thing she described throughout my life.
I too am one of those people who cry easily and often. As a kid, I had the support of my mother, who appreciated a “good cry.” It was my father who warned me that “I’d never get a boyfriend if I cried all the time.”
I remember uncharacteristically telling him that I’d find a boy who didn’t care if I cried.
It took me 45 years, but I did.
Jon was the first man I met who wasn’t put off by my tears. Which made me realize that sometimes I had used my tears to do just that. To chase people away.
Jon loves my tears even more now. “Oh,” he says with delight as we’re having a conversation, “you’re going to cry.” He can see it coming and loves to be right.
Not that Jon likes to see me unhappy.
Many times my tears are not about being sad. There’s a whole range of emotions my tears express. While others told me I was too sensitive, Jon’s intrigued at how close to the surface my emotions are.
And tears are literally cleansing no matter why we are crying. Hormones and other toxins in our bodies are released when we cry. Which may be one of the reasons we often feel better after crying.
But whether you cry easily or not, my Nourishing Tearspostcards and magnets are a symbol of hope. Hope that something good can grow from the bad times even if at that moment it seems things will never be better.
This morning Jon was wondering why it was taking so long for the flowers to come out in his raised garden bed. “It’s only been a month since you planted the seeds,” I said, “it takes time for them to bloom.”
I was going to make my Nourishing Tears into regular cards that you can put in an envelope. But there was a misunderstanding between me and Brad at the printers where I have my cards made.
Now I’m glad to have them as postcards. This way all the people handling the mail, from state to state, get to see those Nourishing Tears too, instead of just the people who send and receive them.
(As I read this post over, I see it’s just what I needed to hear this morning.)
My Nourishing Tears Postcards are 4″x6″ and come in packs of six. They are $12 including shipping. My Nourishing TearsMagnets are 2 1/2″x 4″ and are $7 including shipping. You can buy them in my Etsy Shop, just click here.
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There activities room has been redone at The Mansion. Paryese and Bonnie the new activities directors have been working on it, rearranging and repainting it themselves. Jon and the Army of Good are helping out to get some of the things (like a big clock with waves on it and a CD player) they need to finish it off.
I especially love the big round table we now have to do our art class at.
There was lots of space so we could all sit together and enough room on the table to do our work. We made cards today. A simple kind of zentangle. We started with a circle and worked from there.
I encourage everyone not to worry about making mistakes, because there are no mistakes in what we were doing. No straight lines, or perfect circles.
We did the drawings on card stock and everyone got an envelope for their card.
Ellen caught on after a while when she said her triangles needed to be colored in. I love the simplicity, use of the space, and her choice of colors.
Peg quietly worked on her drawing. I told the class that any line is a good line if you create it with confidence. I see that confidence in Peg’s work.
Nancy has difficulty holding a marker. But she still made a wonderful free-flowing drawing with a good abstract composition, shapes, lines, and colors.
Claudia chose to use one color. I love how direct and bold her drawing is. Unlike most of the other pieces, it has the feeling of being an object, something concrete. I keep looking at it trying to figure out what it reminds me of. A few things come to mind, but it remains elusive to me.
Jennifer’s drawing has an ease about it. It’s playful with a lot of movement. There is something joyful about it. I find it inspiring.
I find Lori’s drawing intriguing. I look at it wondering how she made her decisions. That one black square, and the choice of red and how it’s used. That floating circle and loose “ribbon” make me think there is something going on I should understand but don’t.
Ruth showed up late, but was still able to catch up with everyone else. I see something of a quilt in her work and a modified tic tack toe board. She was going to give her card to Peggy who didn’t come to the class.
Next class, we’re going to work with clay. Everyone liked the idea of making coil pots, so that’s what we’ll do.
I’m not having a very creative week. Seems each time I start something, it either doesn’t work or I just can’t see that it is. Yesterday I sewed some long strips of fabric together thinking they were the beginning of a quilt. Today I cut them apart, and still couldn’t do anything with them.
Then I began working on the Apple Tree and Chicken potholders (I think that image as protection and hope) but they didn’t look right either.
I gave up in the afternoon and packed up my Nourishing Tears magnets to put in the mail tomorrow.
I did start some potholders last week that I forgot to post on my blog, I will finish them up tomorrow. And I did get my Firefly quilt all done.
So maybe it’s a week of getting things done instead of starting something new.
Tears are a river that take you somewhere. Weeping creates a river around the boat that carries your soul-life. Tears lift your boat off the rocks, off dry ground, carrying it downriver to someplace new, someplace better. Clarissa Pinkola Estes.
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