I never imagined that I’d be an artist as I was growing up, and I especially dislike being asked, “What are you going to be when you grow up?”  I never really knew the answer. I still don’t. I did, however, find interest in Fitness and Nutrition in college, and I graduated with that degree. (School was one quagmire of a journey, but that’s another story.)  During college, I found myself journaling like crazy during a trip on Outward Bound, and kept on journaling when I returned.  It was a miracle in my life to find this creative outlet for my emotions because, soon after, I lost my sister to cancer when I was 25.

I found that journaling what I was actually feeling due to the grief, anger, stress, and depression that I was experiencing led me to drawing and painting.  Words became the color, and then a drawing or painting.  Miracles were happening but, at that point, I wasn’t able to speak to what I was experiencing.  And luckily for me, I just kept creating, inspiring myself and healing through any medium I could get into.  

All of these years later, I continue to heal myself and others through my art and my own self-creative expression.  I start all of my work by slowing down, connecting, breathing and trusting my process.  I call everything I create a prayer since it is my spiritual connection to God, my creator, our creator that is in on this creative, expressive miracle I experience daily. 

I believe that we’re all self-taught artists, and we can take care of our beautiful selves by slowing down and taking time to express our creativity. In today’s busy, crazy, wild world, we must Meet Each Day Slowly and take the time for ourselves.  In a world where everything is moving so fast and we lose sight of the beauty in front of us, our time to make this change is now.  In the moment.  In each moment.