STEPPING OUT OF SEASON

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all imagery from newly-refound paintings

I’ve been enjoying a mild form of ecstasy these past days, as I reach yet another milestone: all my paintings up online; all with shiny fresh listings, and the correct details…

Hehehe – it’s no mean feat, and hasn’t been without a few cock-ups, for someone whose mind and heart are immersed deeply in the intuitive. Reining in the energy, to get everything measured and photographed, then listed and accounted for … it’s like trying to train an excitable wild elephant to sit on a small chair – for a long period!

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So anyways, in all the joy and chaos of putting things in order, I’ve also found another load of paintings – in a portfolio which I thought was empty. Talk about reaping an even bigger harvest than expected – it feels like that moment when you come across a ton of extra crop, maybe in an unexpected place, like potatoes in the compost heap!

That part of a harvest is my favourite – the unexpected boon at the end of the year: the plant has chosen a place to settle, so perfectly right for its unique needs for flourishing. It has sat there, unnoticed and undisturbed, throughout the season, only to seem to appear, so unexpectedly.

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That metaphor resonates with finding these paintings – it has been a very philosophical end-of-summer for my practise: there’s a real sense of leaving an old world behind, and stepping confidently (if a little tentatively) into the new.

And reaping more, every time the cycle comes around to the same point again – that’s a concept I studied in permaculture, which appealed immediately to my strong intuitive – that we accumulate wisdom, skill, and the power to grow energetically – and the ability to share all of the good stuff, more and more, as our lives and work ripen.

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 In the passing of the summer, I think of all that has passed, and then of how to organise what has come out of the growing and producing part of the year: what to gather and how to store it, what to tidy up and put in more efficient order, what to let go of completely – what to dig out and burn… and all the things to be grateful for: all the experience and the great spectrum of things I saw, felt, heard, enjoyed with the full spectrum of my senses.

It’s so easy to rush ever onwards, and to forget to be happy about all the flow in our lives; all the creativity, harmony, connections, opportunity. And every one of us is guilty of focussing on our lack, rather than the hugeness of what we do have – though of course it’s hard not to follow media brainwashing, with its incessant trumpeting about our projected wants and needs.

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This autumn I’m reveling, truly luxuriating, in an absence of rush, an emptying of trying to juggle too much, an embracing of/ satisfaction with the simplest of pleasures, the smallest of achievements, all of which have grown into this great reaping of riches. As I reap the rewards of all the small actions of the year, and ‘let the soil rest’ as it were, it really feels like a kind of earthly paradise.

Tante belle cose, Clare

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