There is art in everything. It’s like God poured His Holiness into everything beautiful. The colors, the contrast, the dark and the light. The messy, the organized, the highs and the lows our visionary minds start the story and end the story. We see something at a glance which tells our brain our story or gives our brain a word. We look at it again and it’s meaning changes. For example the mailboxes.
For a moment we capture that one picture and it’s filed in our image rolodex called our brain.
We work so hard to bury or purge the things we do not want to remember. We logged images without even thinking about them. Those images for unknown reasons or reasons we know stay in that rolodex. My boys like scary and gross things. They will say, “Mom, watch this” or “Look at this” or “Watch this movie with me.” My response to gross and scary things are, “I don’t want those images in my head.”
Maybe it’s the creative side of me. Maybe others do not experience the logging of images with the same intensity I do. I was that kid who could and still can remember every detail in a room, on a desk or even a paper. Thus I guard what I put into my rolodex.
This gets a little more personal and may be a trigger for some. If it is, use this space and time to learn how to purge and release those images. I was sexually abused by my step father. As a young girl, I would imagine walking in a beautiful flower garden with Catholic Jesus. White robed and long haired Jesus holding my had in beautiful flower gardens while I was being assaulted. I have images that comforted a young girl being assaulted. I remember in counseling sharing this with a very nice lady. She did not believe my heart was as joyful and happy as I was at 15. Having been taken from that abusive situation my new adoptive parents put me in counseling. I shared this with the counselor and she was taken back that a young 5 year old girl could take herself out of that horrific space into a garden with Jesus holding her hand. Images tell our story. Sometimes that story is painful and hard and we get to choose what images to bring to our thoughts.
Logged as an image are the stories of our life. The more we take notes of the beautiful things the less space for the things we choose to not remember.
There is art in everything. My brain logs thousands of pictures daily. Now with camera ready phones I am able to log many of those images. Thinking this might be an inspring piece. Or laughing at myself when I see something differently that what it actually is. Like the mailbox picture. I may think, “I want to figure out how to paint this” and then snap a picture. Or this image inspires me to paint with similar colors.
Our vision is a beautiful gift to log the gazillion things we see. Fill your mind with beautiful images. “There is Art In Everything”.
If you have experienced pain and trauma in your past and parts of this post triggered something you need to purge. You may use the contact form below and reach out and talk with me. I would be happy to fill your heart and soul with healing words. With Love, Elizabeth Traub