The moment I accepted that the worst might happen - Further delays to my flight would force me to spend the night in an airport - everything changed.
The pain in my chest from a weary heart, the bags under my eyes from lack of sleep, the pain in my belly from hunger and thirst, and a pounding headache, disappeared to reveal a newfound energy and a feeling of expansiveness inside my body.
When I accepted what was instead of resisting it, I saw the world anew: Opportunity instead of loss. The invitation to adapt to my circumstances and be present in the moment.
This time, when I walked through the airport, I did so with a smile on my face, a lightness in my step, eyes bright and shinning, a grace, a slowness, a feeling of contentment.
Once I embarked, it seemed natural to give up my window seat so that young parents could sit together with their baby daughter, and to strike up a conversation with a neighbour about art and creativity. For once, I did not reach for headphones or even a book to insulate myself from my surroundings. Instead, I sat quietly - fully awake, fully present - smiling and staring into seemingly nothing in a state of pure bliss.
And so it is on the canvas.
Accepting "what is" in life will help you accept "what is" on the canvas. And vice versa.
When we choose to relinquish our desire to control outcomes, we open ourselves up to an entirely new realm of presence, stillness and possibility.
This blog was created to share my belief that the art making process can be a vehicle for empowerment.
I am living proof.