Friday, June 6, 2014

RESURRECTION...

Resurrection:  To bring back to life
On a cold gray day in January I felt a flutter of my former creative life return.  I was looking for something, anything really, after long months of silence from my creative muse to experience that certain spark of inspiration.  I typed in some random search of images when I saw this...
(Image above and below from Jetsam & Juniper)

Now to most sensible people, the above might look like a pile of rubble, something useless, not worthy of ones time or attention, much less their cash.  I can't exactly explain it but something stirred in me when I saw this image of random objects.  Red and green glass, cracked pottery, broken bottles, metal, button, and bone all castoffs waiting to receive a new purpose.  Looking at this grouping you might say "How is that possible?".  Deep down I knew that to me these shards were a representation of the messy broken life I had been living for months while coping and dealing with my mothers illness as well as some major life changes.   I knew, like these things, that I could not go back to the way things were, we were both too broken for that.  I also knew that both these broken bits and I could move forward reassembling ourselves in some new way to live a vibrant existence of beauty.
     The date did not escape my notice, it was the third day of January.  A niggling echo of the "third day" kept playing itself over and over in my heart and mind.  I knew that I was being gifted my own personal resurrection and I could not help seeing the symbolism.  My heart had been entombed in grief, the heavy stone of emotion being a barrier tightly sealed with the weight of worry standing guard.  There I sat at barely dawn on the third day of a brand new year seeking my creative savior, if you will, when I saw this fragmented image and it was as if the stone of grief was pushed aside and a ray of hope and light shown in.  I felt a literal surge of emotion rise from the depths of the seat of my soul.  A mixture of gratitude and joy bubbled to the surface and I could see all the possibilities for me and for these precious shattered shards.
(The chose shard)
They say that a fool and his money are soon parted and in this case maybe that is true...I bought the relics after tracing the original image back to an Etsy shop.  A sandwich bag full of discards from the literal streets of Chicago arrived much to my joy.  Can you see what I saw?  Hope...hope of a discarded dream being pieced back together.  Surety...surety that personal resurrection is possible after what can seem the most dire of circumstances.  Inspiration...the process of being spiritually, mentally, and physically stimulated to feel something other than despair, to do something, to create something, to drawn in a deep life giving breath of divine influence from a single simple source.
(Playing with enamel  beads, can't seem to get the bubbles out, will keep trying, maybe they are just little bubbles of joy.)

It is time to bring this blog back to life right along with my new found creative influences, I hope you will join me on the journey.

Many Blessings,
Sandy

P.S.  Thank you to all of you who kept us in your thoughts and prayers, sent emails, cards, etc.  My mother continues to linger in the dark depths of confusion of Alzheimer's, her physical health is flagging some but she is a strong spirit and is holding her own.

15 comments:

Laura Ingalls Gunn said...

Thinking of you and yours and so happy to see you peek your head out. Have a blessed day!

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Vee said...

Hello again, dear Miss Sandy. I am delighted to find this post and read what you have to say. Only you shares as YOU do...just to say that your voice has been missed. Now I can hope to see what you will create from these bits and pieces. I visited the site and found more and found them like little pieces of art. This may be because I have spent a fair amount of time with my DREAM picture today. Hope to see you again soon, but no pressure. Pace yourself. We all must.

bobbie said...

So lovely to 'see' again! You have been very missed ~
Still holding you and your family in my heart and thoughts ~
Hugs ~

Sue said...

So nice to see you have posted Sandy, welcome back, I so look forward to seeing your beautiful art work again.

Desires of the Heart said...

Such a sweet surprise to read your lovely post about resurrection.....yes, life does deal us times of sadness and darkness, but in the midst of those times, we can briefly catch a glimpse of our God-given gift to make something from nothing...(at least our human attempt) Only God can truly make something from nothing and we live as proof of that, but creativity is a gift in our lives and brings us a glimmer of hope and joy. Praying for you and your Mom and the journey you are on, that even though the road can be dark and lonely, you will see glimmers of light here and there and take the moments necessary to enjoy them. I have truly missed your wonderful words... Blessings, Linda

amy of four corners design said...

I was happy to see a blog post from you appear in my feed...and even happier when I read that you are beginning the process of stirring creativity and inspiration...sadly I know a little of what you have been experiencing since taking care of my mom years ago...glad you are seeing the light! I was reminded of the letters of F Scott Fitzgerald when I read that the broken pieces won't be the same...he wrote about all of this when dealing with his ill wife...things don't go back the same...they are different...and different cares about different things... but welcome back to you!

Bonita said...

You're back! You're back! So happy to see a post from you!

Sue @ Miss Phoebes Perch said...

Welcome back! I missed you, and am anxious to see all the new creations you will no doubt share with us. My mom walked the same path as yours, so I understand what you're going through. I wish you both the best on this journey. How fortunate she is to have you for a daughter, Sandy. XO Sue

Lorrie said...

So happy to see a post from you pop up in my feed. Darkness preceded the first resurrection and that pattern continues throughout the ages. May the light return in glorious creativity and lessen the shadows that hover over you all during these hard days.

Blessings from Cindy said...

Dear Sandy~
I pop in to check my blog list from tome to time, but have taken a leave myself for many reasons from my blog. I was thrilled to see a new post from you. You have always brought such joy & inspiration with every word you write, as well as each creation you make. Thank you for your words of wisdom.
Blessings,
Cindy

The Feathered Nest said...

Hello dear friend! It is so good to see you posting!!! I've been a little absent myself and not so creative but want to encourage you and your wonderful creative spirit...just because I know it truly is therapy. Sending you big ol' hugs and so much love, Dawn

Dorthe said...

Dear Sandy,
it is wonderful to see you here again,and I believe it will be so good for you to fill some creativety into your life again. I`m so sad for you and your mother, and send you warm hugs.
Dorthe

Thespoena McLaughlin said...

Hi Sandy, thank you so much for stopping by my blog and leaving your kind words of encouragement. It does seem like we have been on a similar road. I'm so ready to take a divergent path. :) hugs to you my friend. So glad you found a spark of creativity that was so meaningful.

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