I love art journalling. Can I say up front I am so glad I found it. I love paints. I love arting. It has become such a part of me. And that I turn to it, when I am struggling that it has become that important to who I am and how I function…I love that. Filled with love today clearly! :)
It has been the most amazing autumn around here. It has started raining the last couple of days but frankly it is a week before winter, and I am feeling blessed that last weekend we were running around in t-shirts. The weather has been so mild and warm, and incredible. That as the weather is now cooling down, I am just feeling blessed we have had the sun for as long as we have.
And this is how I am filtering my world. Embracing and letting through all the things that I choose to. Recognising that I have the choice. How I filter the world is absolutely, completely under my control. Sometimes I do a better job at filtering, than at other times when I let myself get mired in obsessive overthinking and heading down that path to depression that I sometimes feel waiting for me, but the beauty of where I am now is that I see those signs so early. And I have strategies in place now. I think back to when I have had my depressive episodes and I cant imagine I will ever spiral down there again. Letting that go on for months. Madness. I am so grateful for my depression for teaching me self awareness. For helping me to find myself again.
But back to filtering because I am rambling, this week at Darcy’s 52 pages, the prompt was filter, and in writing about what filtering was to me now, I realised how much about this world I filter out now. How negativity doesn’t get a chance to put roots down anymore. I filter it, don’t fight it, and then it passes through. I am loving the prompts (I know I have only done two!!!), and I am fighting that urge to go over to the others and catch up, rather than do them in order over at Wild Precious. That is a bad habit…the catch up and then burn out and quit. So I am doing them as they appear on Wild Precious, no skipping ahead. Note…more rambling.
The fabric over her eyes was wrapped around some flowers I got this week. It seemed perfect as a filter, and I alleviated my feeling of hoardiness by using it, after I got so excited by the wrapping and stashed it away. And it was nice to get my prismacolors out again. They have been in hibernation while I have played with paint.