What started off as the best play date ever with me and my hot glue gun, ended up in just the kind of playful presence the heart needs to find its rhythm and lean into unadulterated joy. Of course, what would hot glue be without a sprinkle or two of gold glitter? Am I right? …
Today, a client asked for a play date with stress. Here’s what arrived for me. Pushing my graphic stick through the thick lump of clay and trying to stitch with a needle and thread as that lump quickly dried and hardened brought on some interesting feelings. Stress was totally at the party! I don’t think …
One of my clients is doing some really powerful inner child work. During one of her sessions, she felt inspired to make art on one of her walls. Not on a canvas. Not on paper. Directly on the wall. I felt my own heart quicken at the possibility. Was it a bit of anxiety? Yup. …
Whenever I go outside, I invite myself to find my feet on the earth and allow my senses to wander and play. I wait to see what catches my heart and I reach for it. The goal is to connect. To connect differently from how I connect within the confines of walls or the context …
Two tiny drops of water that landed on my desk when I was filling a little mason jar is where today’s art exploration of the mother wound began in a therapy session with a client today. I could have ignored these two tiny drops. I could have just wiped them away. But instead, I noticed. …
Today, in session with my clients, I invited them to work small. There’s a wisdom in that. A part of it is that when we work big on a large piece of paper or canvas we can overwhelm ourselves with too much blank space to fill and too many options to choose from. Working small …