Anger is our friend. Not a nice friend. Not a gentle friend. But a very, very loyal friend. It will always tell us when we have been betrayed. It will always tell us when we have betrayed ourselves. It will always tell us that it is time to act in our own best interest.
Anger is not the action itself. It is action’s invitation. Julia Cameron, The Artist’s Way. pg. 62.
Anger will always tell us when we have betrayed ourselves. It is action’s invitation! So very true, anger is not being expressed at this moment but it has been a light that shone on my path a few weeks, maybe a month ago informing me it was time to move beyond that place I have been sitting. Time to look at my path, to take action in my life and make action part of my life. As a recovering person, as an artist, as a spiritual being, it was time to uncover the fear, to look trust/mistrust in the face, to find in my heart what has been holding me back. My own fear, my trust of the world in which I longed to walk.
I have for the past month or so been silent here, but not silent in my discernment, not silent in my art, but silent with my words. For what are words? Words are expressions of thought, creating one kind of action, yet action entails movement from one place to another, from one form of Being to another. Julia Cameron states earlier that “sloth, apathy, and despair are the enemy.” Not Anger. Anger jump up and pushed me off the cliff, it was time to fly again.
I have made a commitment to return to AA Meetings on a regular basis, and a particular commitment to a special meeting once a week. As well as to begin to rebuild friendships and fellowship that I have for to long pushed aside. I got out of my own way and have connected to the Photography groups and links I have to get my work exhibited, have myself taught through interaction with other artist. The interview with Terrill Welsh on her blog Creative Potager came at a time that I was in the need for some affirmation of who and what I am and what I Being. I am truly grateful for Terrill’s support and encouragement.
The Philadelphia Photographic Society 149th year Exhibition has been going on for the past month in which I have two nature photographs on display and I was so thrilled to see them just inside the doorway as I looked into the room, well-lit and exhibited not to be missed. This exhibition is being held at the Plastic Club until the end of the month.
These months of silence ending in a outbrust of anger jogging loose the apathy confused as contentment have certainly not been empty. They have been filled with contemplations, building new and old friendships, dusting off books of art, expanding knowledge of who I am and who I am choosing to be.
The Universe will reward you for taking risk on its behalf. Shakti Gawain