All posts tagged: Awareness

Fall Art Journaling Session

We’ve been having so much fun at the Wolf + Rabbit the past few months. We’ve drawn and painted. We’ve glued. We’ve cut out lots of pictures. We shared about our successes and struggles as budding artists. One day we hummed and felt colors in our bodies and then let them drip across the pages of our journals. Another time we tuned into our creative guides for inspiration on our purpose. All together we created a beautiful collage on collaboration. It is hanging on the wall of the art space. You can see it in the far left of the following picture. Drop by and have a look up close. If you’re looking for a little extra motivation and a fun group art project come on out Monday Art Journaling Adventure Mon eve 6 – 8pm Sep 14 – Oct 26 Wolf + Rabbit Emporium 5301 SE Francis, Portland OR  Tuition: $180 for 7 sessions or $30 drop in Each week we meet as a group to draw, paint and collage together. We share some of our work …

Awaken

A still quiet voice inside calls to you: Awaken to your true self! Feel your body and your connection to the Earth. Know your mind and your connection to the Cosmos. Experience the depths of your emotions and connections with each other. Let me help you awaken to heal Welcome, to my blog! Here you will find stories of my journey of awakening. I am still very much on that journey, but perhaps there are ways that I’ve walked that are still new to you and perhaps there is some part of my experience that can help make your walking easier. I write about art, healing, plants as medicine, food and friends, moments of connection and disconnection, energetic transmissions, inspiration and revelation, religious and spiritual experiences and bees. If there is anything you read that resonates and  inspires you, I am grateful. If it sparks a desire to delve deeper into your own growth or you have a question you want answered, please contact me. It is my heartfelt desire to support you. Blessings, Catherine

Channeling negativity

There is a constant flow of energy through our lives. We cannot control this flow, stopping or starting it at will, but we do have influence over how it is expressed. Sometimes it’s a flow of positivity, sometimes it’s a flow of negativity. Often both at once. The laws of karma say, similarly to newtons laws of motion, that for every action there’s an equal and opposite reaction. What this means is when you have a great positive energy coming into your life, there’s also a great negative energy that comes. Perhaps you’ve had the experience of going on a beautiful mountain retreat where you feel elated and one with nature. Then returning to the city you feel a heaviness or anxiety and get in a fight with your loved ones. Or oppositely, have you ever noticed after an illness or life trauma has passed, when you have cried your heart out or slept all week. Then you walk out into the world and everything is fresh, beautiful and you are full of new hope and …

Painting the Dreams into Being

Making art may well be the best way of tapping into and processing information from the subtle realms. My dreams are rich and vivid, whether they come in sleep or in meditation. Often they don’t make a lot of sense at first and slip away in the rush of the day. I have been writing my dreams in journals for years. Sometimes I share them with friends and family looking for meaning, insight, direction that may be gleaned from them. This type of processing allows more of the dream to be remembered. When I work with clients in a healing session I share the things I perceive to give them the opportunity to expand their awareness of the energy. After the session I encourage them to talk, write or make art inspired by their experience. This painting came out of a healing session that I received from Katie Todd a few months ago. I connected with an incredibly vivid blue light and a large, blue galactic being. It’s head extends outward like horns or ears. …

Dragon Roar

I’ve been exploring my inner body awareness in a series of guided group energy experiences with Denise Dee in preparation for the Brouhaha Festival. In the first call she had us focus on our throat and what might be stuck there or wanting to express itself. A big, red dragon came out of my throat. It made a guttural hissing sound like a giant snake/cat. Each time I make the sound I feel fierce and strong and protective. Get out of my space! (anything that doesn’t belong there) I’ve been working on this red painting. It started as a red figure curled up on itself. I struggled for a while to paint a tight human and it started to open its wings and become a bird. After a few days I pictured myself in the scene standing upright with wings and spreading to the edges of the frame to fill it all with my power. I explored some photos of people and muscles and ended up with a second draft. Then, waiting for inspiration. Is it an …

Artist date

Going on a date with myself! The notion of the artist date came to me from the book The Artist’s Way a number of years ago. It involves going out by yourself to do something fun and creative to nurture your inner artist. Last Saturday we went to explore the Portland Art Museum. Since I have been painting more I realized that I haven’t really been looking at other people’s art, and can’t quite remember the names for the various art movements and styles. Time to get inspired! First I went upstairs to the American traditional paintings. After about 20 minutes my mind was swimming. So many different styles of putting paint on paper! They must have spent hundreds of hours making some of those. Such intricate details, fine brush strokes. Did they paint with a single bristle? Who even has time for that these days? How might I integrate what I see into my own work? Needing to sit down and stare into space. Digest the thoughts and impressions. To find that balance point between …

Walking among the Ancient Trees

Walking among the ancient trees I pause. Feeling their presence strong and stalwart. Stillness engulfs my thoughts until there is only now. I feel my being open, expand, flow into the earth and up to the sky. I look up. Drops fall great distance from moss covered branches. These beings have been standing here a long time. They are so different from me, yet their presence is familiar, like home. Some of them have already fallen, only stumps remain. But the stumps are not dead, they are the ground for new growth. New growth rises up out of this one. Three trees, already older than me, and beneath them a mysterious cave. The dwelling of the ancient one who's heart beats strong.  

imagine yourself …

Imagine yourself standing in a clearing. Green grass, soft moss under your feet. A circle of trees around you. Comforting, protecting, watching over you. Breathe deep, inhaling the sweet smell of forest, the life from all around you. You may notice some familiar trees nearby, Cedar, Maple, Hawthorne, Doug Fir or perhaps others you have no name for, but they feel like kin. A little closer are the flowers and bushes surrounding you, gently merging with the edge of the clearing. Imagine you can see the roots from the tall trees, the shrubs, the flowers and grass all growing down and out, entwined with each other and the fugal micelium that connects them all. You too are connected.  You may not have physical roots, but your energy comes out in lines and waves, like little rootlets all around you. Bigger ‘roots’ extend from your palms, the soles of your feet the tip of your spine, the top of your head, those energy centers throughout your body refered to as chakras. Tune into them now, feel …

Labyrinth pictures

I went back to the labyrinth today and it is so overgrown in just a few weeks that it’s almost impossible to follow the trail. Isn’t that how life is sometimes. You find something special and receive great joy from it and when you return a little while later all you catch are glimpses. Here are a few for you to see.         The empty lot overgrown with weeds.           My daughter walking in at the entrance quickly became discouraged as she could not see which way to turn.                                 Carefully drawn white lines are still visible in the bare patches. Some of them have been traced with rocks.                               Others are almost completely obscured by mallow, sunflower, dandelion, grasses, …                     I do hope the creator of this lovely …