A decade-rich tapestry.

Saturday's Mini Post...

(By the way - definitely not finished with this yet!)

Hey Everyone - it's Saturday.  

:)

 
I wasn't going to blog today, but I wanted to post some quick pictures of work that I was doing in the studio, and and then took the greatest discipline on earth to stop when I was nowhere near finished.

But I think I need to take time to breathe some air, take personal inventory, and spend some time with my family and friends today.

Today is sort of a weird day for me.  It is April 25th, 2015.  That is exactly ten years ago that my stomach exploded at the Bridgeport Hospital ER, driving there in the middle of the night, after we had such an amazing Passover second night seder with our family and friends.  Who knew that my life would change forever?  

(If you need a quick recap...Here's a quick doc to watch...

On better days this would have been less of a bittersweet post, but I still am so grateful that this beautiful detour occurred in my life.  My blessings are far to grand and wide and fluid-like to keep track of.  I just am who I am and it is what it is - and that's what I love.  

As the years go by, I'm less and less  tempting to wander down that road of wondering what life would have been like had this never happened to me.  At this point, it feels like a story of someone else's life.  My tapestry is so rich and vibrant.  It took a long time to find who I was again after a coma, 27 surgeries, abuse, blah blah, all that other stuff.  

But I think we are constantly rediscovering who we are.  And I will keep diving and diving for that treasure, because the more I take the plunge, the more discoveries I find - and those have all formed the very mixed media canvas that is myself right now.  

Writing and performing my one-woman show Gutless & Grateful is a wonderful way I can share all of those experiences, bring them to life, and find humor, gratitude and my passion on stage every night.  That's just a very tiny item in the huge ever-going list of crazy things I've gotten to do over my beautiful detour.

Brandon and I took a look at our planter last night,, and some of the flowers are already starting to sprout!

There must be a reason that we planted those seeds the day I got out of the hospital this time around.  This year, we start anew.  Ten years ago, my life changed forever.  And like snakes, we are constantly sheddingi skin, changing, learning, growing evolving, and BLOOMING.

So I am that seed, freshly planted, and today, April 25th, 2015, I stand here a decade after my world changed, ready to change the world, change with the seasons, and bloom, bloom, bloom away.

 

“If you feel lost, disappointed, hesitant, or weak, return to yourself, to who you are, here and now and when you get there, you will discover yourself, like a lotus flower in full bloom, even in a muddy pond, beautiful and strong.” 

― Masaru Emoto, Secret Life of Water