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Sing It! The World Needs Your Song

Claire authenticity July 2, 2014July 2, 2014authenticity, chakra, expressive art

I’ve been working with a client on chakra exploration and healing through Expressive Art. We are learning about the energies associated with each chakra, then exploring and clearing blockages and imbalance through collage and journaling activities.

Tomorrow we’ll explore the 5th Chakra, which is the throat chakra, and relates to the right to hear and speak Truth. This chakra is all about authentic expression. Many of us – and, perhaps especially women – struggle to claim our true voice, to speak up and out about what we need and want, to speak from our heart, to be who we really are rather than who others expect us to be. Sometimes we become so practiced at saying what others want to hear and being who others want us to be, we disconnect from our true essence. We forget who we are.

But deep within each one of us is a song that only we can sing. This beautiful song from Oleta Adams says it all . . .

My wish for you is that you will rediscover and reconnect with that sparkling, unique, amazing essence that is the True You. That you will find your voice and sing the song that only you can sing. This is urgent, not just for you, but for the world. When you connect to the deepest Truth of who you are, when you sing that out with all the passion you possess, you sing a new world into being.

I can’t wait for you to sing your song.

The Sound of Creation, created on Polyvore: http://www.polyvore.com/sound_creation/set?id=37040382&lid=335619 — The Sound of Creation, created on Polyvore:
http://www.polyvore.com/sound_creation/set?id=37040382&lid=335619

Beaded Butterfly Fishes

Claire art, dreams October 25, 2013art, expressive art

Dream, 10/25/13
Beaded Butterfly Fishes

I am by the water – could be a big lake or maybe calm ocean. I can see dark shadows of movement beneath the water – a massive school of moving fish. There is a clicking, clattering sound as the shadow moves and turns. My legs are submerged in the water and, suddenly, I feel the strange sensation of hundreds of fishes kisses. When the fish rise to the surface, I can see where the clicking sound comes from: the fish have butterfly wings and each wing has been beautifully embellished with beads. As I look on in awe, I am certain that the beading cannot be a genetic trait – I can see the threads where each bead has been carefully stitched to the wings. I cannot understand the immense undertaking that this project represents.