healing
How to heal fully and properly.
I'm a hooker!!!
My name is Kytrena. I am a mother to an 8-year-old son. I work in Social Services. In my spare time, I am a hooker. By hooker, I mean I participate in the yarn arts. I crochet, I knit (beginners - I only know 2 stitches), I loom, I'm learning to knook and I am also learning how to make crafts out of pom poms. I am an accomplished yarn collector, I have well over 500 skeins of yarn and always looking for new yarn to purchase. Additionally, I have a large collection of handcrafted wooden crochet hooks.
By Kytrena Vedder5 years ago in Motivation
Funeral Flowers: How I Found Peace in the Art of Preservation
Losing Yourself in a Loss In the weeks following my father’s passing, the once bright and fragrant funeral flowers had begun to wilt, sag, and mold. It was bleak to see their vibrant colours fade, and the comfort they’d initially brought slowly shifted to dread. Their decay was a reminder, that while I’d been stuck in my bubble of mourning, the rest of the world had continued to move forward.
By Mina Wiebe5 years ago in Motivation
The Doodle Release
Crafting inner peace may involve thread, needles and fabric. My Norwegian mother often escaped to a quiet basement corner where her Singer sewing machine whirred for hours, generating professional-level garments. She sewed the wardrobes of two daughters, constructed suits for Daddy, and even volunteered to sew 100 choir robes for her beloved choir, a job that lasted twenty years.
By Barbara Steinhauser 5 years ago in Motivation
Between a Rock and a Hard Place. Top Story - July 2021.
I am, and always have been, a creative person. I’ve dabbled in painting, jewelry making, crocheting, drafting, commercial art, acting, fiction writing, gardening, cooking, and more! However, MUSIC has been the predominant outlet for my creativity ever since I was a small child. As the daughter of a music teacher and bandleader, it was a no-brainer that I would immerse myself in music throughout my life. And this was true up until September 8, 2020.
By Nancy McIntosh5 years ago in Motivation
My Eyes Seeing Inner Peace
The times I’ve felt the most at peace is writing and drawing out something that’s never been seen before, like being the first person to watch a movie that no one else has heard of. What I consider inner peace is when I’m happy, clear headed, and able to express that same feeling with my art and stories. For me that’s being able to create something from my imagination and turn it into something tangible that I can refer back to like recalling a wonderful dream. More times than not I’m by myself listening to music and in those times I sit back with my imagination and want to make something out of my thoughts, in my case it’s drawing. Something that helps me feel this inner peace is drawing and writing stories about my dreams from the nights before. Nothing to in depth like a lifelong dream but something that happened in my imagination while sleeping or listening to music that I can express through my art. I love to draw out the people or creatures I saw in my dream and give them a story that fits them and their different personalities. Sometimes in my dreams I’m viewing other people’s lives and sometimes I’m someone in the dream seeing it through their eyes. My true inner peace is when I can zone out and make those stories in my head and give them a form for myself to see and experience. It’s not always a dream that leads to me drawing and writing but it does make me feel at ease mentally and physically. This expression of creation is definitely something I’d consider a source of happiness that I enjoy for myself.
By ShaKara McCalley5 years ago in Motivation
The Voice that was taken from you.
You don't need to be a voice specialist to be aware of the millions of people who still struggle with their spoken and singing voices. All you've got to do is to attend a large gathering and ask each person you meet if they like their voice, or if they can sing.
By Maria Moreira-Edwards5 years ago in Motivation
Boxes Under Our Beds
There's not much I remember about my childhood, not many happy memories that stand out. I remember there were a lot of arguments. Between my mom and, well, everyone. Yelling, constant yelling. I remember hiding in my room, as much as possible, from the chaos, always trying to hide away, lest I be caught doing something wrong...like breathing. Because then came more yelling, and beatings, and the hair pulling, how much I loathed the hair pulling; dragging me around the house by my hair, being screamed at until I could feel the screams ache in my bones, almost as much as I could feel the welts on my back and buttocks. To this day I have an aversion to loud noises, even the noises that accompany fun events. The noise causes a ripple of pain, loud voices, pounding, it hurts again.
By Vanessa Leanore5 years ago in Motivation
Music and Nature:
I've always enjoyed creatively expressing oneself. I believe that everyone has a unique way to portray what's going on in their heads; it sometimes just takes a bit of work coming out. I used to fancy myself a sketcher but since I've gotten older, I've found different forms of creative expressionism to keep my brain engaged.
By Ryan Toothaker5 years ago in Motivation
