emblossom your present
Conversations in Going Deeper
Musing on Embodiment
Do you have a phrase that you say to your friends, or to your partner? A phrase that reminds you of an entire epiphany? My husband and I, when one of us is complaining about the little “thises and thats” are prone to shout
You’re f#$%@ing FLYING!
It’s a line from a Louis CK skit (1) in which he teases us all for how much we complain about the minor inconveniences of what are actually modern day miracles like cellphones and planes. “You’re flying! You’re sitting in a chair in the sky. You’re like a Greek Myth right now.”
I bring this up because I knew a couple whose reminder phrase was “You’re DOING it!” They were both artists with lots of dreams of what they could create – together and separately. So they would spend time thinking up and tossing ideas back and forth, and go to day jobs and come home and squeeze some time in the garage making and crafting. And not everything was always fun, the stitches would be rough or the sanding would take forever. And whomever was not grumbling and cursing would – with excellent timing – exclaim “You’re Doing IT!” As in, this is IT, this is your dream, this is the thing that you’ve been hoping for, working to make a reality. This is IT. And you’re doing it!
When I think about the word embodiment, I think of ALL the things that each of us are doing/being/having right NOW that are the actualization, the incarnation, the embodiment of wispy, hopeful thoughts we had years ago. Love found, craft mastered, grief released. Opened, softened, survived, thrived, acquired! So many this moment miracles that we take for granted. Or overlook in favor of pining for what’s coming.
Recently I painted a small canvas with an image of an inspiring musician friend of mine.
I’m quite fond of it, and quite fond of her. But it was also a “you’re DOING it” moment. Because looking at the painting I flashed back many years ago to a moment at a bookstore that is long since closed, to a moment when I laid my hands on my first Charles Delint fiction book, The Onion Girl.
And now I’ve just risen from writing to go over to my bookshelf to find it, thinking that of course I could put my hands on it in seconds. But in fact I’d long since lent it out – and in the event it came back to me I promptly lent it out again. So it’s only easy to put my hands on in my imagination.
I digress. In his book, ripe with supernatural characters and a reality full of mythical people walking the thin-veiled world, there was a painter. She was named Jilly and she painted magic disguised in the ordinary. Looking back I can see the beginning coalescing of some of my greatest delights – rich woven story and painting. And yet it would be years before I tried painting for the first time. And it would be more years until I painted this. But in my mind, way back then when reading the story, Jilly’s paintings looked just like this. Same backgrounds. Same lightness. Same magic. This painting stepped straight out of my long forgotten imagination.
A surprise moment of embodiment.
When I am sitting down to write these articles, the first place I go is the dictionary. And what struck me today was not the definition but the side note which pointed out that what precedes embodiment in the dictionary is emblossom. For whatever reason this really tickled me and I couldn’t help but imagine that before the fruit that fell and was devoured and kernel left buried, before it grew into a full embodied tree, there were blossoms, their hopeful scent catching the wind. This is what brand new dreams smell like. Light fluttery hope scents on the wind. Emblossom precedes embodiment. And what I love about Cosmic Cowgirls is that we don’t only spend time tending what is in form, we also tend those tender wispy dreams and woo them with ink and paint splattered hands. We document them in journals and canvases and then when they take root we recognize them for the bee blessed petals that they once were.
Ha! I appear to have gotten swept up in poetics! But I am serious about tending your dreams. How will you emblossom YOUR future…until the time it becomes a present?
- A current wished for miracle I’m living as if it were ‘yawn ordinary’ is…
- I could bask in my embodied blessings today by…
- The way I best tend & notice my blossomy hopes is…
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- Brimming with the quirky enthusiasm that prompted her nom de plume, Jenafer Joy rides bareback at the center of a Creativity Revolution. Using every trick in (and out) of the book – vibrant paintings, whimsical writings, and an unwavering faith in every person’s innate intuitive genius – it is impossible to spend time in her presence and not fall in love with yourself, with the whispering of your muse and with Jena’s heartfelt and contagious love of the creative life. Jena has been in the healing & creative arts leading Inspired Inquiry courses since 2003. And she is still pinching herself at the luck of being at the helm of the Cosmic Cowgirl Community as one of its three directors since 2010. You can see everything she’s up to on her website www.jenaferjoy.com and can always find her paintings and a ridiculous pile up of journal pages on Facebook at The Art of Jenafer Joy.
(1) If you won’t judge me for laughing until I snort while watching someone who swears every other f*$#%ing word that Louis CK “You’re Flying” skit is here: http://youtu.be/KpUNA2nutbk?t=4m35s.