My Lyrical Journey: How I Painted My Heart Wide Open

My Lyrical Journey: How I Painted My Heart Wide Open
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My Lyrical Journey — How I painted my heart wide open, is a collection of blog posts about how my art changed me. I've opened my heart and become transparent in many of these little stories. I share my fears, disappointments, dreams and desires. And, as a result, I have a story of painting my heart wide open and finding courage, healing, strength, compassion and love.

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Paula Jones. My Lyrical Journey: How I Painted My Heart Wide Open

Dedication

Acknowledgments

Preface

Intro. Yeah . . . this book has got to have one . . .

Thirty paintings in thirty days. April 21 2010

Judgment. April 27 2010

Musings on connecting. April 28 2010

Thirty paintings in 30 days — Day 1. May 1 2010

Thirty paintings in 30 days — Day 2. May 4 2010

Activism and drama: When are they a part of one’s spiritual path? May 5 2010

Mother’s Day — 17 down, 13 to go — 20: (Paintings, that is; not Mothers!) May 9 2010

True Christianity — what does THAT mean? May 13 2010

Casting stones. May 19 2010

Being conscious. May 27 2010

I miss my family. May 29 2010

The invisible zen garden. July 18 2010

Shakin’ it up for love and authenticity. August 18 2010

Gaia — dog with fleas??!? October 5 2010

I am an artist. October 6 2010

My “job” is the most important. October 31 2010

Letting go . . . and letting God, so to speak. November 10 2010

Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore. November 13 2010

The language of love. November 20 2010

Mudita . . . a new trend? Let’s hope so. November 23 2010

Thanksgiving . . . in a new world

Lesson learned

A reason, a season, or a lifetime

Trapped

Life, is but a dream

Why are we here?

I must have been crazy

I don’t have a dishwasher

Sometimes, it’s just a chihuahua

I feel guilty . . . really, really . . . guilty

All in divine order

When you are alone, are you lonely?

Finding Paula . . . again . . . or, coming home

Celebrating death

Life is not a spreadsheet

Hearing the voice inside of me

New beginnings

She’s testing her wings — and getting ready to fly

Being . . . who you are

Magic, just PFM (Pure Frickin’ Magic)

What is the lesson in loss?

I know why he did it

Gratitude journal

The POWER of “being”-ness

Morning has broken

Listening to that inner voice

I sleep with

One just never knows

Seeking light

What the world needs now

Anticipation

Listening

Ask, and ye shall receive

You DO make a difference!

Esperanza — Hope

Less is more

Perfect harmony

Shoulds and supposed to’s

How can I want someone to love me

The man in the mirror

What if mermaids really ARE real?

Love is all there is

Severings

What being an artist means to me

This week’s AHA moment

Quiet time

Yesterday was one of “Those” days

So I’ll have to say I love her . . . in a blog

August 14 2013

If I could turn back time

My reason, for being

Thoughts about self-love

Why do I paint?

Not a cohesive thought in her monkey mind

I’m coming out . . . spiritually

Authenticity and being an artist

How important is mindset?

The dream

Natural lessons

I’m writing a book . . . period!!

Never in a million years

Epilogue

About the artist/author

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To my children, Courtney and Kit and

my grandson Ezra . . .

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I realize that some days can be totally overwhelming. I get that. You always have a choice: a choice to let it get you down or to look at it as a learning experience.

First of all . . . I know that having a stress fracture in your ankle is no fun. But perhaps, it is to remind you that you need to take time to be quiet . . . and not be on the go quite so much. Sometimes you run in circles, accomplishing nothing other than wearing holes in your carpet, when in actuality, what you need to do is be quiet . . . and go within. The only way you can heal that fracture is with quiet, rest, and putting your feet up. Hmmm . . . a timely message perhaps? Be good to yourself . . . you are the most important person to you . . . and the world needs your message.

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