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    2018 Word of the Year

    As I reflected on how I had lived by my word for 2017, I kept thinking that I had really discovered something about myself. It just clicked. Discover would be my word for 2018.

    I’m looking forward to discovery in both personal and professional areas of my life. Perhaps I’ll discover a new creative passion. Discover something about myself. Discover how to let go.

    All I know is that I can’t wait to see where this path of discovery takes me in 2018.

     

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    2017 word of the year reflection

    Looking back the 2017 I feel as if for a time I completely lost track of my word. There was no time for renewal. But then I look at the last 4 months or so and I seen to have gotten back on track.

    Returning to the workforce in a full-time capacity was a big step forward in this. It was super scary and many a tear was shed until I realized…this was a new beginning or time of renewal for me. I had a renewed vigor for helping others. A renewed energy I had lost. I was able to renew my sense of purpose outside the home.

    Don’t get me wrong…I wouldn’t trade those years at home as a wife, homemaker and mom for the world. But having something that is mine is amazing. I hadn’t thought of it before in that way.

    Stay tuned for my 2018 word of the year tomorrow!

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    Joyful journal

    I was battling the cold whilst creating this page. Usually when it’s cold in my basement art space, I tend to go for warm colors. This was not the case. I was embracing the cold with lovely cool tone colors and texture like snow.

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    I felt the colors around the edge resembled a cold winter night with the moonlight reflecting off the snow.  I’ve always wished I was a landscape painter…which I am certainly not…but I do give it a whirl from time to time.

    I left a light space in the middle and pictured a grove of evergreen trees at the edge of a lake. The boughs heavy with new snow.

    joyful journal page

    My vision didn’t quite come to fruition but it’s not as bad as it could have gone. (glass half full) 

    The words weren’t what had originally thought I’d use. I had words of silence and peace…the sweet silence of freshly fallen snow. If you’ve ever experienced it, you know what I’m talking about.

    joyful journal page

    This thought made me feel joyful! It’s always good to celebrate even the most simple things in life. Fresh snow, a creative muse, birds in the trees, bunny tracks through the snow…

    Linking up today with Art Journal Journey for Let’s Celebrate

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