Black Bird Singing...

Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Black bird singing in the dead of night.
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
All your life.
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly.
Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly.
Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life.
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
-The Beatles

So I'm really liking how this page turned out. I've been singing this song since... Forever. I really love it to be honest. The lyrics are so powerful. And when I opened that Colorful Life paper stack by DCWV and saw those cute little black birds, I knew exactly what I was going to do with it. Today was a good day for me to make this page. Today I am feeling good, perhaps because I got some happy news about my grandpa. He finally got out of the hospital after 5 weeks, and multiple scary episodes. So what a better way for me to celebrate than doing a happy page?! These colors are completely out of my comfort zone. But then again, that gorgeous paper inspired me. If you don't have that paper collection yet... Go. Buy. It. Now. Seriously. Best papers ever. Alright, enough rambling for now! I hope you like this page as much I as do!!

See ya soon!
Marie =)

Search Your Soul

Search your soul, find yourself. Explore your mind. Let its creativity come out. Art the pain away. It'll be the best therapy to heal your soul. No therapist, psychologist nor psychiatrist will have the ability to save yourself. You are the one that needs to save yourself. You have the power to change things. You are powerful enough to make it happen. Because you are in charge of your own destiny. We create our own happiness. So go ahead and search your soul. Find yourself. And take control. This is your life, and nobody else's. Now that I've let this out... Time for me to put it in practice. Here is what came out of all these thoughts last night while arting away the pain...

Thank you for stopping by!

See ya soon,
Marie =)

No Art...

I have neglected this blog in the past week, due to lack of mojo. I haven't touched my art supplies in about a week now. Oh so sad. Perhaps it's because of all the anxiety that has taken over my life in the past 2 weeks. Perhaps it's because of that stupid month of September that I dislike very much. Too many memories, too many losses. I lost my grandma from a heart attack on September 5th 2002. September 8th 2005, we celebrated my father's 50th anniversary... He passed away from a heart attack 4 days later. Never had the chance to say goodbye. I was very close to my dad, and to be honest, a part of me has died with him that day. I am not the same girl since he passed, and will never be. How can one live a life feeling so lonely?! How can one live a life feeling incomplete?! I've been surviving for the past 6 years, and I am not sure I will ever find my way to happiness again.

And this year, during the month of September, my 85 years old grandpa (who has always been top shape, I swear he is the most healthy 85 years old man you could ever meet) was diagnosed with bone cancer. He is also suffering from anemia, and has now been hospitalized for a couple of weeks.

And to top if all, I am also dealing with some health issues right now. I am forced to go back to work now, and I am not ready. Not at all. Anxiety is now taking over again, and I am not quite sure how to handle it. But apparently, there is nothing wrong with me. Or if there is, they don't know what it is, because I don't talk. I don't know how to express myself, or express how I am feeling, therefore, they are unable to put the finger on what's wrong with me. Since there is no diagnostic, my doctor, the insurances, and my mother are forcing me to go back to work. They say I should be ok. Just thinking about it now makes me freak out. What to do now???

Oh please, pretty please, wake me up when September fuckin' ends.

Well Behaved Women...

... rarely make history. Oh so true. Who are the women who made history?! Mother Theresa and Lady Di aside, this quote is fairly true. Marilyn Monroe, Lady Gaga, Madonna, Janis Joplin, even Britney... All these badass chicks made history in their own way. And I ain't no saint. As a matter of fact, I've been a bad bad girl many years of my life. I've always been a badass. I made my poor mother sweat and cry and go crazy during my teenage and young adult years. And then I hit 25. It all changed for the better. My life is slowly going back on tracks. I'm almost 28 now, and I can not say that I am exactly where I want to be. There's still a lot of work that I need to do in order to feel 100% accomplished. I've put the devil to sleep... But deep down inside, the badass is still there. I don't think it will ever die. And this journaling page is in the honor of that little devil that is sleeping inside of me. But don't worry, it's still alive... ;)

See ya soon!
Marie =)