ByGiora Carmi
It is a day of pain, and I can’t but draw it again and again. A series of three is made and I have them here for you, with the going-in-with-words. Pain Cry out my boy Cry out Dark and sharp is the world for you these days Shout that it hurts…
ByJohn Osborne
Many a Failure Need Never Happen. I was a real dunce at school; I knew my place in the term end results – bottom or as close to it as I could make it. But it was not my fault; that I can see now. I came from a split family so the words “stability”…
ByTeri Dluznieski
Okay- I had a second dose of the Raindrop essential oil therapy. Help me out here, I am in somewhat of an ideological quandary. While allowing the therapy to settle in, I got into a discussion with the woman who was administering the essential oils. I am not sure if I am missing some points…
ByJan Moore
This article wasn’t written by Jan herself, but it is such great information we wanted to include it A friend just emailed this to me and it was so good I wanted to share it with you. I don’t know where it came from so unfortunately I can’t give credit to the author, but having done a…
ByGiora Carmi
I am taking the car to the repair shop. I wait for the mechanics to finish, sitting in a café nearby. I have my paints with me. This is what comes out: And the words follow quite easily: Open the sky, my friend Do you see the burning earth energy As it…
ByTeri Dluznieski
As a medicine person, I am a firm believer in synchronicity. I remember once, someone noted to me: if the universe is trying to get your attention, and you don’t hear it, it will just turn up the volume. Reminds me of someone trying to drown out outside noise in some ways. But in this…
ByGiora Carmi
Another 4 in the morning. It is a harder night for me and I have already woken up many times. I just feel like doing a drawing. This time I use the watercolors. It goes pretty fast till I get the feeling that I have to stop. I collect some words and go back to…
ByGiora Carmi
It is 4 o’clock in the morning, dark all around and I have been awake for a while by the pain. I feel the need to draw. I go to my table and turn on the light. The markers and pencils are there. Sometimes I prefer to use markers to draw the pain as they…
ByTeri Dluznieski
Chaga protrudes from the tree trunk like some nasty gnarly demonic gnome. Absolutely not the most attractive or appealing presentation. More often than not, hikers pass it by, never noticing its presence. It looks like a charred brain tumour, with a slightly crumbly and rough exterior. What a paradox, that something so uninviting possesses such…
ByGiora Carmi
I felt the need to draw in the morning. I still need to do it most mornings to see where I am. This is what I drew. And this is what came from Going-in-with-words. Baby, Keep the world in you Even if you are falling, falling The world is playful Even with all…
ByTeri Dluznieski
I had to make a trip to the Emergency room. My housemate had an injury that was in decided need of interventionary medicine. Western medicine is great for this. It is what it is designed and intended to do. It “fixes” things when they are broken. It intervenes. I am grateful for this. Honestly. While…
ByGiora Carmi
Time passes. It doesn’t really, but we say so. I still had to work on my guilt and fear. But again pain got hold of me, as you saw in the last entries. At night, I imagined doing a drawing of my guilt. It was like a big, dark cocoon, flying diagonally in the middle…