I don’t believe there is a question of what the meaning of LIFE is but rather, I believe we should ask ourselves what the meaning of OUR Life is. Overall, I think we’re here to love, to connect, to share, to experience, to feel and to ‘be’ with all our hearts.
I think there comes a time (probably the catalyst for me writing this) when you realize what you are missing from your life.
I remember there was a time, well, all through high school and college, when I surrounded myself with people who were artsy, eclectic, bohemian, hippie chic and just super chill and down to earth. I felt real, untamed and like I was just being and living in the moment. I loved this part of my life and sometimes it seems like “Life” and everything you’re working for catches up to you and hits you in the face so as to wake you up. It’s not a dream and we’re not here to live “just to pay the bills” or “make a living.”
Fact of the matter is, I’ve missed this part of me. The girl who used to wave her arm out the car window and just absorb the present. I remember that but have forgotten it as the years have moved on and I molded myself into a go getter and a Fierce Fighter, working to slay off fear so I could get to what I wanted next.
The way I came to this remembrance of the girl I used to be is through Etsy. I have been scouring that site to create my own shop that will inspire you all in other ways and to have an idea I had over a year ago, come to fruition. I will be telling you more about this when I get closer to its completion. I have seen all these amazing handmade things and read articles on shop owners doing what they love…and it’s opened up a new chapter for me.
my first collage 2003
I told you all a couple weeks ago about my purging of unwanted items and the cleaning of my entire upstairs. Well, with that came some hard decisions to let go of the things I used to think I needed and wanted. But then it got easier as I moved along…
In this pile of forget, I found things that I had left behind. Parts of my history and things that tapped into my past that I remember so well but have forgotten so easily.
ceramics, coiled shells
So, with all this being said, I’m here to send you a message:
Ask yourself what it is that you feel passionate about doing.
What is it that when you spend time doing this thing, you feel like it makes you better at the end of it?
first ever mask project ceramics
For me, it’s my art. I remember being on the verge of finding my niche. It took me 6 years and my art teacher telling me in front of the entire class (I’ll never forget you Mrs. Marks:)…she was also the most brutally honest woman I knew and respected for that reason because she helped me grow)….she said, “Ashley, stop riding the same damn horse.” I listened to her and throughout college I did my best to seek new methods and to stop being scared of bright color and odd shapes. Just to “go for it” without worrying about the outcome.
my favorite type of ceramics: coil and paddling.
So in the Fall, after my return from Peru I am going to join our local ceramics studio and begin creating again.
WHAT IS IT THAT YOU’VE BEEN WANTING TO DO BUT HAVEN’T TAKEN THE TIME TO DO YET?
WHAT IS IT THAT MAKES YOU FEEL PASSIONATE. MAYBE IT’S DOING SOMETHING, CREATING SOMETHING OR BEING SOMEWHERE. DO MORE OF IT WHATEVER IT IS! A.J.