happiness
Happiness, defined; things that help you find happiness, keep it, and share it with others.
While My Guitar Gently Weeps
“Snip.” That’s the sound of satisfaction, my favorite small embroidery Fiskars cutting a plush blue yarn, signifying the end of another creation. The sound and the finished piece make me smile, and I’ve finally finished one of my favorite passion projects, a new art guitar, “While My Guitar Gently Weeps.”
By Sarah Stollak5 years ago in Motivation
Keep Cutting
When I was a child, I swore to myself that I would always have scissors, tape, paper and crayons easily available for my future children. I grew up in a house where you could never find what you needed when the moment of creativity hit. I wanted to have an area that anyone could go to create, regardless of what they wanted to make. As an adult, my life was hectic raising two precocious girls 17 months apart, but I kept my promise. Not only did they have the basics, but they had tubs and tubs of art supplies, everything from clay to glitter to beads. Even as toddlers, my girls always knew they could find a pair of kid friendly scissors, one for my right-handed baby and one for my south paw.
By Amy Booth5 years ago in Motivation
I Paint My Happiness. I Paint My Hope.
There is something magical about the way certain papers and watercolor pigments unite. The resulting texture makes my cells hum with pleasure. There is something magical about colors and the energy they bring. There is something magical about how art can make you feel.
By Anna Larsson5 years ago in Motivation
Rewrite My Orginal Story
I'm not supposed to be here. Well, at least I don't think so. I'm not exactly sure where I should be. Today I'm living this life, enjoying crafting, spreading joy and happiness, loving myself, teaching my craft, and encouraging others. My original story was written a little differently. My creativity shouldn't bring me this much happiness. This much joy. But it does! I've enjoyed art and crafting for as long as I can remember. I would enter those dumb contests to draw a frog, mouse, or pirate from the children's magazines (and never hearing back by the way) and winnings art contests at school. I loved art class, and not really the rest of school because, well, I wasn't very good at it. I didn't realize I was dyslexic until after my daughter was diagnosed.
By Tisa Jackson5 years ago in Motivation
My Happy Place
The wonderful gift of creativity is given to us long before we get here, and those of us who have it, certainly know it. The very first recollection of my creative self began at the age of four when I began playing piano, and later, graduating to organ and songwriting. Since then, however, I have become devoted to one single craft. I have found my happy place through making wreaths.
By Frances Clark5 years ago in Motivation
Create Your Happiness
Can you do me a favor? I promise it won’t take very long, just a few seconds, probably. Can you thumb through that filing cabinet of memories you have in your head and think back to that one question everyone asks that makes you roll your eyes? Everyone has at least one. You’re lying if you say you don’t. Whether it comes from a mother, grandma, aunt, teacher, you name it. There is always one question you hear over and over again that makes you sigh, or huff under your breath. For me that person was my mom, and that question was always, “why don’t you just pick one hobby, and focus on that one?” To which I would sigh, huff under my breath, and reply, “No. I can’t do that.”
By Juniper Farron5 years ago in Motivation
Happy Uncertainty
If you would’ve told me a year ago that I was going to quit my nine to five job so I could write poetry and build my dream home, I would have laughed and told you not to let the elevator door hit you on your way out. I came into the finance world at the age of twenty-two and only had one goal in mind; early retirement. For a few years I didn’t waver in my life plan. I’d start the day with a hot coffee, maybe a few minutes of friendly conversation and banter in the office break room, then I’d let the four pale cubicle walls consume me for twelve hours a day as the chorus of keyboard typing, and phone receivers clicking rang in my ears.
By December Ellis5 years ago in Motivation
My Life in Collage
Growing up I felt I didn’t have a voice, or rather that I had one I just was too afraid to use it. Expressing myself seemed to be an oppressive task. I was shy and introverted and found myself drawing further into myself without an outlet for the sea of emotions that was inside. My parents divorce left me with a sensation of choking, of feeling so much yet without a voice to express it, keeping thoughts and feelings wholly internal. I felt that my feelings were eating away at me, that my internal network was also being smothered by the weight of what I kept inside and I was at a loss with how to release it.
By Alice Monstera5 years ago in Motivation
Dancing Sandals
DO NOT HAVE A MID LIFE CRISIS Buddhism philosophy believes those, especially suffering, should renounce all things, go to a cave and be still. When I was soul searching on previous attempts to end my suffering. I was drawn to the Buddha but I had a very hard time with this. I love my music, it’s healing for me! I doubted very much that I would be able to find a cave outfitted with subwoofers. So I moved on. I was lead to Hindu. Buddhism philosophy sprang from it. Hindu said practice however you want. They also have Kama. Much better! I looked past one word with Buddhism and for me, who is so big on wordage, shows you exactly what I am trying to convey. We hear what we want. We manifest our reality. That word is especially. For those especially suffering, you should go sit in a cave and think about what you did. Be still bitch! The opposite of ego and if your ego is big and you can not admit what you did wrong, well you-especially should go sit in a cave! Meditate right? I have a hard time sitting still, so I sit, I write, it’s a form of repetitive meditation and guess what stared back at me when my life was right there in front of me? What I did wrong. It was a lot, I won’t lie! So I am still sitting and I am still writing and I am getting clarity.
By Dani Davis5 years ago in Motivation
Quiltmaker Collaborators
As a young mom, I began a lifelong love of quilting. Early in my quilting journey, I made the simplest of patterns come to life using basic colors. Soon, I was exploring bolder color combinations. Once I understood the basic principles of color, I realized that was only half the fun! The most exciting, vibrant colors would practically jump off the quilt when combined using the right geometric patterns. After 20 years of quilting, I still find the same sense of accomplishment when I find the right combination of fabrics to complete a pattern perfectly.
By Barb Filiatrault5 years ago in Motivation
