Happy Fourth of July weekend everyone!
As I delight with the requisite "oohs" and "aahs" tomorrow night, witnessing the eruption of colors on the black night sky, I will also begin a new tradition. I am going to celebrate my own independence! Finding inner independence comes from years of disentangling myself from the collective's values, opinions and beliefs about what is truly my own life! Conscious awareness of what has been laid upon me by my family, my education, my training, my job, even my friends and partners grows a little deeper each time I find a new thread to the past. I can more clearly see when I am and when I am not being true to myself. Using a "sharp sword of discrimination," (words of my mentor, Marion Woodman,) I will continue to sever the binding, the emotional tethers that keep me from fully developing my unique potential. This is a life's work!
So beginning tomorrow night, as I see the symbolic "bombs bursting in air," I will imagine each beautiful color as an expression of the ongoing liberation of my soul. These colorful emblems will tell the new story of my authentic independence: red for the rootedness in my own true nature, blue for voicing the truth of my being, white swirling ribbons for the light that emanates within me, orange and yellow for the passionate, creative child I still am. Gold and silver tears trickling down are my favorite. They are the tears of love and joy for the woman I am becoming.
How do you discriminate between your own soul's expression and those of your upbringing? How does this impact your art? I'd love to hear your stories! Happy Independence Day!
With love, Dorica