Believe it...........

The Art Box

 Ever have an idea pop into your mind? And think wow......that is a great idea.

Now take that idea and create.  Easy to create.  Difficult to figure out what to do with those creations.

I am not a person who enjoys selling, in fact, I hate it.  So going to markets for me is extremely difficult.....so in my studio sits these beautiful hand painted items and more.  I haven't any idea what to do with them.  I loved creating the Art Box but as I have sat and contemplated the box, I have been wondering if the box isn't symbolic of where I am at in my life.  Boxed in!  Messages come to me in many forms such as symbols which hold important meaning.

Starting with quiet time/meditation (my form of meditation) I read and pray.  Really.  Either I am not praying the right language or my heart isn't in the prayer because I still have the Art boxes in my studio and no direction. Guilty....my mind believes it is praying; however, my heart isn't there and I certainly haven't surrendened to the Divine Way. I believe I say what I am thinking which really means this is what I want to do.  Say some words, maybe ask for guidance (which is diffcult for me to ask for help in any form) then I go on my merry way.

As usual, this merry way doesn't last forever and my feet are taken out from under me or as the AA phrse states.....hit the bottom of the barrel.  I hit the bottom and have cried, felt hurt over the event that caused me to go to my knees only to discover the hurt I felt was to slow me down or stop me.  I am stopped.  I hurt.  I've cried more tears and I surrendered.  Most of all I stopped talking and started listening.

I don't know which direction to take.

So I wait.

Note....the Art Box is recycled milk cartons.