I know it’s been ages since I posted! I was on a real roll for a while there and then came the end of school which is always a chaotic time. After that there was a short recovery from the end of school, and then a trip to London. I had every intention of writing brilliant things after my trip, but I just never sat down in front of the computer. Instead I binge watched Game of Thrones and did lots of art.
Of course the best part of this conversation is the “doing lots of art” thing. Around this time last year I was lamenting the loss of my talent and drive to do anything at all let alone art. I thought my creative juices left with my estrogen.
But it turns out that this wasn’t the case. Once I really passed through the magical twelve month mark and moved on through the last remnants of hormonal fluctuations, which by the way lasted a good few more months, my mind seemed to find a fair amount of peace right along with my body. This lead to the urge to make art again.
I heard from several women who could relate to that previous post about not feeling creative anymore. It was nice to know I wasn’t alone. It’s even nicer now to share about how good I feel and how much that’s positively impacted my work. My trip to London was directly related to my continued growth as an artist.
I am enamored with the Cosmati Pavement in Westminster Abbey and flew to London to see it. I had read and researched all I could about it and decided to go look at it myself. It’s use of sacred geometry inspires all my latest work. If you are at all interested, this is a good image of the floor.
And this is one of my new pieces based on the floor.
The reason I’m writing today isn’t to show you my art though, it’s to illustrate that even going through the profound changes of menopause and all it’s emotional and physical trauma, there is this wonderful other side to it. It’s the settling of the dust when the roller coaster finally comes to a stop that feels so good. Once you’re through it you’ll feel it. It’s time to take all that energy and attention you payed to your body because you felt it was torturing you on every level as your mind continually played tricks on you and stole the solid ground you walked on and focus on the other things in your life that truly matter.
Don’t get me wrong. I am still vigilant about my body and what goes into it, or on it. The minute I eat something it doesn’t like it tells me. I take ginger religiously because I know it keeps my hot flashes away. I also take olive leaf still. I make my own tinctures of both and am planning on doing a post about making them. But now you know. I’ve written less but I’ve been doing more.
I feel as if on some level I understand where the saying “over the hill” comes from. Menopause was definitely like climbing a hill. It’s hard work! But when you get to the top and start your way down, it feels really good and it’s way easier on your body.
So go ahead and call me over the hill if you’d like. I’ll embrace that with sketchbook in one hand and pen in the other!
Hope you are all finding your way up over the hill too!
Edit: You can find my work on Instagram searching #theartofbroox