There is a trap I fell into for many years, and that kept me from creating and from feeling content. The trap is to think that “Being the Light” is anything else than what we are right now.
Read MoreNew Moon Magic
I used to be disconnected with the flow of the moon, just as I was disconnected with the flow of my body. I didn’t know where and how the moon was, and didn’t care. Just like I thought I was supposed to show up and deliver each and every day in the same way, regardless of how my body felt, I used to think that the moon had nothing to do with me. Nothing to teach me. Nothing to remind me.
Read MoreBecoming Minimalist
I know, It's been a little while. I took advantage of this past month to take some time off with my family, rest and get off social media (and by "get off" I mean only checking Facebook 1-2 times a day...progress not perfection).
The Astonishing Story of Ganesh's Head
It’s been an intense week, and today, I want to tell you a story. Because stories inspire, uplift and transport. This story is thousands of years old. It’s the story of one of my favorite beings: Ganesha.
Read MoreMetatron is Awesome
Metatron is this really cool Archangel, and he's said to be the Scribe of God (so he's pretty powerful, you see). He is a teacher of Esoteric knowledge and uses Sacred Geometry to clear energies and heal. He used to be a human, who lived such an extraordinary life that he ascended to archangeldom.
Read MoreWhat We Do Matters
If my inner standard is that “enough” is about a 7 on the enough scale (yes, there is such a thing). Then believing I am enough would be changing my belief from I’m a 5 to I’m a 7. Like that, just because Facebook meme said so. It’s called “raising your self-confidence” or something.
Read MoreLive (and Fail) Daring Greatly
I just listened to a talk by Brené Brown where she quotes a speech that Theodore Roosevelt gave in 1910. In it, Roosevelt said:
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better...
Does Art = Pain?
When you type “why artists are” in the google search engine, here is what pops up:
Read MoreHappiness as my Birthright
Growing up, all the families I had around me seemed like the typical “happy family” . Mom and Dad still together, in a mostly healthy relationship, good jobs, nice home, kids running around. As a kid, I really thought that is how most people lived. Except for the poor malnourished African children you see on television, people in the West, to me, all had nice homes and nice parents and were able to be carefree and play soccer and have big birthday parties.
Read More5 Things I Learned from Living in a Van For 3 Months
I can't believe it's been 3 months already that I gave back the key to my apartment, put my things in storage and headed for the adventure of living in a van full time. It's been intense to say the least.
When I left, I wanted to find myself: my strength, my freedom, my inspiration, what is essential and what is not. What feels good and what does not...
There is a First Time for Everything...
I sold my first arwork in quite unusual circumstances. It was 10 years ago.
My dance teacher had challenged us to do something that really scares us. And I, *for some reason*, decided I would set up a "pop-up store" and sell my drawings.
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Flower of Life Insights
Have you noticed that you see Flower of Life representations on about everything now?
I just saw one on a flower pot in a coffee shop. And on a bumper sticker. Woo-woos and hipsters alike are adopting it on t-shirts, tattoos and coffee mugs.
Why is that?
What Do I Really Need? - Flashback From December 2015
Today, on my plane ride, I was reflecting on my desire of a simpler, more authentic life. This desire has grown stronger and stronger, as my dedication to my art has grown stronger and stronger. I realized that the more focused I am on my passion, the more I experience the joy and fulfillment of being in alignment with my purpose, the clearer I get about what in my life is serving me and my purpose…or not
Read MoreLeaning Into Emptiness
I had the chance to spend last week in the beautiful mountains south of Lake Tahoe in California. I decided to spend the entire week painting. Just paint, journal and take walks...
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The Never-ending Story of Painting
Something I absolutely love about painting, is that I know that I will learn more every time for the rest of my life. There is never-ending possibility of discovery. It’s like an excellent book that has no end, and the characters keep growing and evolving and the plot refines page after page.
And I never get to the most dreaded part of an excellent book: when I can feel in my right hand only a few pages left. And I know that this great adventure has to come to an end. None of that here.
Of course, every adventure has an end. But I like to think that painting will be my companion until the adventure of my life stops. At least, I know it has the potential to. And the rest is up to me.
Don’t Fear - For Each One They Take Down, Thousands Rise
These days, there seems to be so much darkness lurking around. In a second, each of our lives can be destroyed by horror. Whether we are in the wrong night club at the wrong time, passing the wrong car, wearing a skirt in the wrong street, or simply looking at the wrong person at the wrong time.
Or, in the case of the US, ...
Photo credit: Amelie Hubert
Read MoreThe Silence of the Full Moon
Yesterday night, I was sitting on the steps of my van, looking up at the sky and the big bright moon. I was lucky to be up in the mountains, so the only light was that of the moon. She seemed to have so much wisdom to offer.
I pulled out a card from my Zen Tarot deck: Silence.
Read MoreThe Excitement of a Cup of Coffee
I stayed at a friend's last night (and by that I mean sleeping in my van in their driveway). I woke up this morning feeling so excited! I'm prancing around, of course because I love my life and just finished a painting and all that...but also for something else: this morning I get to have home-made coffee and a shower!
Photo credit: Amelie Hubert
Read MoreOn The Road
There are many reasons why I decided to get on the road in a van: freedom, more quiet time, adventure, financial, ... But the most potent and exciting one was to discover who I am when I strip out a lot of what has constituted my life for as far as I can remember. All the comforts and habits. I want to see "what I'm made of".
Read MoreWelcome to Blue - my new traveling companion (aka Sprinter Van)
I have not written in a while as I was very absorbed in a project very dear to my heart: moving out of my apartment and into a converted van...to travel, discover new places, paint and share my art. I have kept it close to my heart for several weeks, and now it has become a reality!
Stay tuned for more... :-)
