Tuesday, February 8, 2011

dancing moon

i love the way you
wax and wane
dancing yourself
whole again

-stacy wills (2/8/11)

Thursday, February 3, 2011

inspiring women

i recently had the privilege of taking part in a unique project celebrating the importance and value of women's circles. the project is the brainchild of ceramic artist, janet akers of vicksburg, ms. she provides each member of a participating group with a bisque figure to decorate. janet plans to exhibit the completed project in march 2011 at the southern cultural heritage foundation. the figurines you see here represent the amazing and inspiring women i am blessed to call my friends.

this is my contribution...her name is "blossom."

there came a time
when the risk
to remain
tight in the bud
was more painful
than the risk it took
to blossom

-anais nin (1903-1977)


Tuesday, February 1, 2011

thoughts on creativity

...i found i had to give up my idea of what a painting should be: portraying a beautiful scene in a pleasing way. instead, it is about the alive act of moment by moment listening to the flashes of thought at the periphery of perception, and responding in color and form...creativity is a process...it takes practice and intuition...it is full of surprises and discovery and cannot be known ahead of time.

-natalie goldberg (b. 1948)

Thursday, January 27, 2011

fierce

take a chance today
feel the fierce exuberance
welling up inside you
give yourself permission
to color outside the lines
with every crayon
in your box (and then some!)
climb to the tip of a crescent moon
and dive headlong
into a waiting sea of rainbows
throw away the safety straw
you've been sipping through
and take great gulps
from the cup
of your beautiful life

-stacy wills (1/27/2011)

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

return to center

i find myself craving
a return to center
a center with margins
with room to grow
protected womb-space
hushed and holy
a sacred place
where dreams can ripen
undisturbed

-stacy wills (1/18/2011)

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

the woodpecker

a downy messenger
came knocking on
grandmother cedar's door
[every tree is a door]
in her beak, this invitation:
find your rhythm
find your rhythm
keep pecking away
at every deception
until truth is revealed
listen to your body's wisdom
protect that which is sacred
the womb of your creativity
hear the echo of
your own heart beating
home is within
home is within

-stacy wills (1/11/2011)

Monday, January 3, 2011

coloring outside the lines

there she is again
that dark haired woman
from my dreams
the one who insists on
coloring outside the lines

-stacy wills (1/3/2011)