what is essential to you?

wax crayon and collage art journal spread

I created this art journal spread last weekend during a burst of creative play. It started out as a couple of tear sheets from some cast-off magazines, pasted randomly onto the pages. I gessoed and crayoned with abandon. I wasn’t so much interested in the image; it was the words, pulled from a completely different article, that haunted me.

What is essential to you?

My first thoughts were Air. Water. Food. Shelter. Clothing.

But after that? Harder to say. Love? Friendship? A sense of worth? Health? Laughter? Purpose? I let the question simmer all week, unanswered. Then yesterday I was reading a few pages from this book about storytelling and social media, and I was hit with that word that I love to hate. Branding. Know your brand. What’s your brand? How do you tell the story of your brand? I closed my Kindle Cloud Reader.

Then there’s that other question that bloggers and social media types are supposed to know the answer to. What reader problem are you trying to solve? I don’t know. I don’t care. Why do I have to solve anybody’s problems? What about my own problems?

I was reminded of the words from a poster that I liked on Facebook a few days ago:

Draw the art you want to see, start the business you want to run, play the music you want to hear, write the books you want to read, build the products you want to use — do the work you want to see done. ~ Austin Kleon

That I can embrace. What do I want to read about? I want to read about how to be a divine spark in a human body. About how to bear the light of love. In the apparent absence of a reliable current or circuit breaker, I want to know how to balance the flow of energy through my cells without blowing myself to kingdom come, or flickering too faintly to be of any use to anybody.

I want to read about how to avoid breaking my connection to Source, so delicate, so fragile – like the tungsten filament in an incandescent light bulb, one hard shake away from being burnt out for good. I want to read about how to keep the glass polished, like the lighthouse keeper vigilantly protecting others from the treacherous rocks that could sink them. I want to know how to simply be – translucent and temporary as the fluff on a dandelion, before the wind scatters its seeds forever across the land.

Those – those are my essential questions. Those are the things that are essential to me.

What is essential to you?

dandelion at sunset

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Art journal spread What is essential to you?, July 8, 2012. Collage, poster paint and wax crayon on paper.

Now that I’m finished with the theme of ritual, I’d like to start experimenting with a new publishing schedule. I’m thinking of something like this (although it may be subject to change):

  • Mondays: Body
  • Tuesdays: Soul
  • Wednesdays: Home
  • Thursdays: Food
  • Fridays: Random posts on whatever’s caught my fancy that week

Let’s see how it goes…