We were four women gathered around the worktables in my Wild at Heart Studio.
We had come together to spend time painting and glittering up Christmas ball ornaments to give as gifts and to hang on our trees – and to play and have fun!
There is something incredibly special about being together with a group of women who enjoy creating and learning and sharing.
And for me, there is something very special about being able to share what I love and to teach others new ways of expressing themselves — in this case, painting glass Christmas balls with alcohol inks, glitter and glue!
It is pure joy.
And my heart gives its many veins and arteries a little shake of excitement, pulsing feverishly in agreement — thanks for the nourishment, it says lovingly.
My heart is full this morning. My bucket too.
This is what the Wild at Heart Studio is all about — creating a safe and courageous space for women of all ages to come together and create community as they explore their creative essence and the joy of being together.
we laughed. We chatted. Shared stories of our lives and mostly just basked in the rarefied air of community we’d created together. At any given moment during the afternoon, one of us would sit back, silently watch the others create and take a deep breath – it was as if our hearts and souls knew that we were engaged in something special, something unifying, something that was illuminating our entire beings with the pure joy of being in a circle of women, doing what women have done throughout the eons — create beauty together.
C.C., my beloved, who was upstairs watching a football game, commented on how much laughter he heard throughout the afternoon coming from the studio.
That’s because we were having fun, I told him.
He smiled and said, “I could tell.”
This morning, I counted the number of balls I’ve decorated over the past week and had to acknowledge — I may have gone a little overboard.
44 balls decorated… and counting. I still have a few boxes left…
Thank you Wendy, Jane and Sandy for making my studio hum with the grace of your presence and the beauty of women creating together. Thank you for being part of my living in the ordinary and beautiful grace of this moment.
I absolutely know this feeling — when we get together in my attic it’s just a warm glow feeling.
I love your description — a warm glow feeling — it truly is! happy attic-ing Bernie!
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