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I must admit that I really really like this spread in my Art Journal. I enjoy what emotions it brings in me.
Why ? I have to confess you something… unfortunately, making a journal page (especially when it’s a spread) takes me usually at least two days to finish (when I use paint etc even more). Because I never get the possibility to stay on it for a straight amount of time; I have to let it and come back to it later (that’s the mama life, I guess). It’s very frustrating. But… I know it’s just a question of time, so I go with it.

This one was thought, sketched and colour during the same day. What an achievement for me ! Moreover, I dedicate this page to my Soul-Sister Cocotte, she should know why 😉

Again this time, it came from a song (you’ll begin to think that only songs inspire me. I promise it’s not the case).
Indeed, I already have a theme in mind but didn’t know what to do with it exactly. I wanted a woman, tall, confident. And the chorus of a song came in my mind. This was it.

As usual, click on the pictures to enlarge them. Here it what it says (if my handwriting is not very clear):

“Life’s a game but it’s not fair
I break the rules so I don’t care
So I keep doin’ my own thing
Walkin’ tall against the rain
Victory’s within the mile
Almost there, don’t give up now”

This is perfectly my vision and what I currently feel: I am like the bamboo in the storm, I bend but I don’t break, I feel the rain and the wind but they don’t affect me to the core.
You can see Life as a perpetual fight in which you’re eventually the loser (because of Death, or you can decide to live it by staying strong no matter what obstacles are put on your road. I don’t say it’s easy, because it’s obviously not. But it’s a matter of perspective. And of will. And of perseverance. And of determination.

Our life directly results from how we consider it.

Media used: fluid acrylic paint, watersoluble crayons (Neocolor II by Caran d’Ache) & twinkling h2o

Today is the big day: I turn 25 year old. You may think I’m still a baby. In some parts it may be true.

And it’s funny because yesterday, we were in the car when my husband told the girl that in the french time zone, my birthday would be one day earlier. And I watched at the clock: it was exactly the moment of my birth, 25 years later. Exactly. What synchronicity ! They all sang me a “Happy birthday” in the car and fill my heart with joy. Now that we live thousands mile from where we were born, my Koala and me (born at night) have two birthdays with the time difference 😉

25 is a big thing for me. I realized why while writing my not-written-in-the-morning-pages: Past 25, you change your age range in the polls; you’re kind of officially an adult. And strangely, I like being now 25.

I look back at what I have accomplished during this quarter of century: I moved 7,905km from where my home was. I found and married my SoulMate. I gave birth to two wonderful girls. I discovered I actually am an Artist. I built friendships that resisted years. I met my father once. I discovered I am an Healer in some way.

It’s not that much but for me, it’s huge. Because I thought I was nothing and was absolutely certain I didn’t deserved to be loved.

Here is a list of what I dream to achieve during the next 25 years (no specific order):

• Own the house of our dreams
• Watch an aurora borealis
• Travel the World (Japan, Australia/New-Zealand, Bali, South America, French Guyana to see the land of my ancestors, India, Mongolia, Canada of course…)
• Renew our wedding vows
• Sell at least one of my artwork
• Go in a spiritual retreat
• Attend Teesha Moore’s JournalFest (or ArtFest)
• Meet The Tribe ladies around a camp fire in Costa Rica (or somewhere else)
• Publish my book and take a picture of it on the shelf of a bookstore where it’s for sale
• Meet my half-brothers
• Help people to find and trust their Inner Voice(s)
• Meet the whales
• Hug my friend Paola and tell her face to face that everything is gonna be alright
• Hug my friend Alice and tell her face to face that the light is everywhere, even in moments of doubt
• Create a Wish Tree in our garden
• Be in constant touch with my Higher Self
• Road trip along the West Coast (From Vancouver to Los Angeles for example)
• Attend one of CHA show (winter or summer, i don’t really care currently)
• Buy a house to my mom
• Create a Circle of Women, gathered around Art & Self-Development matters in Vancouver area
• Write everyday 3 free writing pages (or at least 750 words), take care of the pages safely to keep track
• Learn and pass a healing certification/diploma
• Pass the Fine Arts certificate program from Emily Carr institute of art + design of Vancouver
• Attend a live show of a medium (may it be Alice Kara, Lisa Williams, John Holland or someone else)
• Be a teacher of an online class

• … to be continued

Gratitude Friday is a weekly ritual I started in order to focus on all the small and big positive things that happened during my week. I invite you to join me, you’ll see how much being thankful can change your life. If you want to know more about it, read my introduction post.

Hello !

This week was generally a good one. I hope that despite the low moments, focusing on all the small moments of happiness will help you to level up your energy level.

This week, I am thankful for the morning spent catching up with my dear friend Stéphanie. Being myself, talking about stuff that make my heart vibrate feels like a blessing. I can’t wait for her to come back (but she hasn’t leave the country yet, I have a month to enjoy her before she travels the world) !

Thank you for the “21 secrets” workshop that will begin soon.

Thank you for the discussions with Nessa.

I am grateful for having Alice around, because she stays true to herself no matter what.

Thank you to my parents in law because i’ll be able to buy a gift from their part for my 25th birthday.

I am more than grateful for the signs and answers received this week. It allows me to see that I am on the good path and it confirms my deep believes.

Thank you for this spot I won in Magpie Girl’s current online workshop “Power Stories”, it’s awesome.

Thank you for the opportunities.

Thank you for the tough moments and harsh feelings I experience, they all teach me a lot about life, about me.

Signs are everywhere if you decide to open yourself in receiving them.

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I am way behind, but i catch up today with the workshop I won via Tarot Mama. I talked to you about it, it’s the Power Stories workshop by Rachelle (Magpie Girl).

On day #3, Rachelle asked us to look for our “support system”. Here is what she says: “Where do you feel grounded? What makes you feel strong? Who most supports you when you stand in your own power? What are *8Things that make you feel powerful?”

It’s not that easy to find when I DO feel powerful… I’d say it’s very hard. Does that mean I feel more weak than powerful ?

but here is my list:

1. My mom is my first “cheerleader”. She always supported my choice, no matter what they were, and she knows me so much that she doesn’t hesitate to ground my feet on the floor when needed.
2. My husband is the most wonderful husband possible, he supports my dreams, helps me to achieve my goals.
3. I feel powerful when I create something. When I put my heart and my soul on paper/canvas. It makes them more tangible. It’s like I’m connected to the voice within.
4. I feel strong when I have this feeling to be on the right path, to be where I was meant to be.
5. I feel strong when someone says I am inspiring.
6. I feel grounded when I connect with my environment, mostly when I have my feet in the ocean or when my hand caress a tree or when I look at the clouds in the sky.
7. I feel strong when the words come easily out of my head onto paper.
8. The Tribe ladies make me feel powerful and strong and beautiful.

I started to write my Morning Pages again, even if I usually don’t write them first thing in the morning (so how should I call these ? I should find it another name…) These 3 pages of free writing, without taking care of the meaning, of the form, of the potential mistakes helps me a lot to pull out thoughts off my head. And sometimes I cheat a little because I re-read despite the fact that Julia Cameron advises not to do so before a certain amount of time (7 weeks ? I have to check). I really do huge discoveries about myself, it brings stuff into focus; this exercice is really what I need currently and I’m glad I started it again (and don’t blame myself anymore when I miss a day).

My Morning Pages paired with today’s Connie‘s blogpost just made KABOOOOOOOOOOM in my mind.

Indeed, this week I noticed a pattern of thinking: why do I not share more my Art Journal pages ? And I finally understood why ! Here is partly what I wrote earlier this morning (it was in French so I translate):

My style is special because I am someone peculiar. I have my paradoxes. I am made of Darkness and of Light. Today, light predominates but it was not like this a few years ago; and sometimes Darkness takes over again. I drown into it, I’m like in a bubble filled with water, I move over the course of its flow but I stay grounded in the bottom.  Until the day the bubble bursts as if nothing happened, and so I see the Light again. It’s how I work. For a long time I fought and wanted to go against cuntercurrent of my life, chasing the Spleen and wanting absolutely to be somebody else. But it was vain because it’s not the best. It was like I was fighting against windmill during a major tempest…  I am affraid to let people see this dark side of  me, whereas it now coexist nearly perfectly with my luminous side; they’re in me side by side.

I longly hesitated before sharing these words with you but felt like it was something I had to do.

A lot of my pages are… weird. I love them mucho but because of the fear of being judged, of people thinking “she should be in a mental institute, she’s totally depressed”, I kept them all for myself and my very close circle. It’s now time for me to share who I am with the World, and not who I think people would like me to be. I don’t deny my paradoxes and my past anymore.

So I’ll try to overcome this fear and to share more of who I am via my art journal pages 🙂