Imagine a holding space to tenderly
place down the grief & loss of the
past several years.
This is what my art journaling process is to me: a holding space.
I have always had an intimate relationship with grief, loss and joy.
I could hold all three in my heart, but intuitively I knew I needed to place the "heavy" down ever so tenderly. And that in doing so, the joy could expand & grow.
Although I have shared my art journals online and in real time workshops, I will be sharing something much more intimate here. This workshop is about the words...and about "how" they spill from us...and then capturing them on pages.
This will be the first time I share these these journals and the way I find my own words and way in them.
We will hold hands and I will teach you how to put down some of the heavy...if even for just a little bit.
This is my private practice that has changed and shifted my life and my life force. It is the way I navigate through this world.
I know this is the work I was born to do.
I am not a therapist. I am an artist, writer and lifelong journal keeper who has experienced loss of loved ones through death and also to life. We experience loss in so many ways.
There is the grief that is visible to others, but there is also grief we experience that is quiet and unknown to others.
This is a six-week workshop about that kind of grief.
*The image of the eye in the journal cover above is from a box of matches that I saved. I carefully cut it out, taped it on the page with masking tape, and added in gold washi tape as water filled tears. I do not know who drew this eye originally. I love to reuse packaging.