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When the World Breaks Us Open

3/15/2018

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"When the World Breaks Us Open" - mixed media on Canson art board, 20" x 16".  Available here and at Artfinder.

The festival tent is back in the garage and the tables are packed away.  I'm back in the studio and covered in paint once more. 

The stories I am hearing this week, both in person and in the news, are about being broken open.  Some of them are hard to hear...people still in the throws of tumultuous change and hurting hearts.  And then those who have seized the brokenness and turned it into an opportunity.  A few of these fearless folk are taking a job loss and turning it into the chance to follow dreams long abandoned.  The excitement in their eyes is dazzling!  Others are uncomfortable in a place of vulnerability, struggling with life's twists and learning to lean in to whatever faces them.
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Here at malarkey central, brokenness is a bit literal, since I am learning my spine is more and more restricted with the passage of time.  My initial response to this is fist shaking, tears and a lot of juicy words.  But as I lean in and meet myself where I really am (needing help, slowing down) I can see the lessons waiting for me to embrace them.  Asking for help - that is a big one for me - recognizing that stubborn independence sometimes has a steep price.

Mark Nepo, in The One Life We're Given, advises us to see all of life in the one thing before us - to be present with devoted attention to right now.  "The threshold to the secret kingdom that is everywhere, hiding in the open, is that no matter the pain or weight we carry, we're challenged to regard whatever is before us as the only thing that exists."    And in being present we come alive.

Being present in the midst of brokenness means looking away from our suffering and into the eyes of the person we're listening to, the dog we're playing with or at the painting we are creating.  In that moment, we are no longer separate from the world, but one with all, head and heart connected and outside of time.  "Eternity is in each moment", Nepo writes,  "I am no longer looking ahead.  I'm no longer looking for something better to happen in the future.  Instead, I try to give my all to every blade of grass..."​  The world is full of heroes right now - brave souls contemplating their own blades of grass.  I aspire to be one of them.
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Dotty Seiter link
3/15/2018 09:16:22 am

Jen, thank you for the visual and verbal heart openers.

Ask for help (I'm talking to myself here, too).

I like your use of space in this painting, the yin yang.

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jen
3/15/2018 09:26:19 am

Dotty! Our fierce independence can work against us. Who knew? Asking for help feels foreign...but it is just right. Thank you...I didn't notice the space until you mentioned it! Subconscious composition???

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Dotty Seiter link
3/15/2018 09:35:24 am

Have you read or listened to Brené Brown on youtube re giving/receiving help? Are you familiar with Brené's work? Powerful stuff.

jen
3/15/2018 01:26:41 pm

I have (of course) heard of Brene, but have not listened. I will now! Thank you for the recommendation!

Fran
3/17/2018 02:42:38 pm

Moving, inspirational portrait. Thank you

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jen
3/17/2018 03:09:37 pm

Oh gosh, thanks, Fran! I really treasure your feedback. :)

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Carol Edan link
3/20/2018 01:07:15 am

Sad sad eyes! But there is hope in the colored part of the face and the light in the cracks of the background. We all know where the our light comes in, Me thinks I have to read that book. At first thought it might be a bit heavy for me, but I may be wrong.if I take it small bits.

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jen
3/20/2018 06:42:51 am

Hope is where the light comes in! Yes indeed. And the book (well, really anything by Mark Nepo) is best taken in small bits. So weighty! But delicious.

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