Once in a while things go right with this blog. Every now and then we (i.e. you and I) strike a chord that really resonates. Between us, the post starts humming so loudly, and with such familiar tones that the writing – the story telling – creates a change.
And sometimes, that resonance really surprises me.
I’d like to share one reader’s experience. She’s given me permission and has been so generous in sharing her work. I’ll keep it simple. Here’s an excerpt of our exchange from the blog post “Writing the stories that don’t have an end” after I’d written about reconnecting with our passions/hobbies/joys . . .
“I am a painter, and I approach my work in exactly the way you do with writing – I never plan it. It’s the PROCESS that I am so in love with and I love every finished painting like my own child. I can’t even describe where I go and who I am when I am painting – probably it’s much the same as your writing. But since my husband was dx’d with cancer in 2009, then me with BC in 2011, I haven’t picked up a brush. I keep promising myself, I’ll do it, I’ll do it…I’ve wondered what’s holding me back. I think it might be the fear that I might not be able to lose myself in total bliss like I used to. But Catherine, thanks to this incredible post of yours, I realize I can’t let fear hold me back. I’M GOING TO DO IT AND KICK CANCER’S BIG FAT ASS, enjoy the anticipation of setting up the easel and paints and just have at it.
girl, you da bomb! thank you so much – I can’t wait to tell my husband I’ve got my mojo back to paint – he’ll be soooo happy for me.
Catherine (i.e. me) replied:
“Karen – your comment has me teary-eyed and so happy for you. Go and set up that easel, make your arm and your body start moving, and paint onto that canvas. No matter what the results, you’ll be tapping into something you love. And I bet the more you do this, the easier it will become to reconnect with getting lost in the project. Who knows, after all you’ve been through there maybe some big ideas waiting for expression.
Please let me know how it goes – here or in the forum or by message.
Good luck and happy painting!!! THANK YOU for your message.”
And then, several days later . . . Karen wrote:
I DID IT! I PAINTED, and I loved it and felt so into my old “zone” of blissful, exciting creativity, and I ADORE the painting. All the while I thought of how you gave me the encouragement and incentive to not allow cancer to take it away, and I thanked you in my heart for that now I wish I could show it to you, but haven’t a clue of how to do it. will have to snag my tech guy (son) to help me.
love and much gratitude, xoxo,
And here is her painting. What amazes me – AMAZES ME – is that she was able to reconnect with a happiness that had been disconnected. Not only that, she’s willing to share with us the result of her work.
So to Karen, to Nancy, (who went back to work and decided to pick up the clarinet after having left it during treatment) and to anyone who has felt a disconnection from themselves – I wish you action, effort, persistence, and results that you love. Sometimes, even when it doesn’t feel natural anymore, we just need to start moving. The reconnection can happen. Karen’s wonderful story is a proof of that potential.
Thank you Karen! I’m totally honoured to share your vibrant painting and inspiring story!