My word of the year for 2015 was Connections
or connect.
I learned a lot, not all of it what I
expected.
Contemplating the meaning behind the word "Connection" has changed me.
By choosing that word, I began to notice the large and small connections that make up my life. I chose to really see them this year and think about their value.
Because I was aware of this I took more risks in reaching out to others. I was aware they might reject my attempts, and was able to cope when they did.
I was also able to rejo8ice when they reached back to me.
I noticed the fleeting small moments too. The passing connections between myself and strangers for instance. In those moments were opportunities to connect just as in long-term relationships.
I have come to understand the phrase, there's no place like home to reflect my relationship with my darling husband Drew. It's not a physical place, home, it's the sense of belonging, understanding and acceptance found in our union.
I would love to share some of what I learned this year, these are some of the highlights and examples of connections...
Blogging has brought too many fine
connections to list. I have formed relationships that are real
and valuable. I have received and sent gifts to these new friends.
From joining weekly link parties I have
gotten to know a community of like-minded makers. We laugh, and comment on each
other’s work and I feel less alone out here because of it. To you all, thank you for connecting with me. I love you.
I have initiated and participated in several artistic projects with individuals this year. One was sharing some hand-printed poppy fabric, one was interpreting the concept of Rock Wall, one was using silks. I have noted inspirations going back and forth between us, all of us better for the sharing.
InkTober led me to drawing again. A sketch a
day, sharing it here, lead to a shared project between Carol and
myself. Now sketch buddies, we share the prompts and our drawings with each
other. It’s so good to have a safe person to show less than perfect work.
Trust is built that way.
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| Protect, teach, love are the goals of any parent |
I write longhand letters to my girlhood
friend Lane. She wanted to do this instead of emails and calls. It harkens back
to a slower time, one of personal contact. She has touched the letter and
thought about what to write as have I. We are trying to reconnect after life
intervened. She knows my past like no other.
I admit that even as an extrovert, I embrace
the solitary life of an artist working alone at home. However… it can be lonely
too. I asked the Universe for a good local friend to share experiences with. I am happy to say there are several people
stepping into that space now. It takes time to build good friend trust, as well as like-mindedness, humor, joy, a willingness to be real, sharing of
interests, and a bit of magic. How lucky am I to have found friends, both long
distance and local .Distance does not stop us from the kind of sharing that
makes for a relationship.
I am sure, there are more events that I meant
to keep track of but didn’t. My style is to jot down notes, lose them, and wonder
why I am not organized.
My husband asked what I hoped to learn this
year. I guess I hoped by choosing this word I would have lots of meaningful
connections appear. As per usual there was much more to be learned, lessons
both gentle and difficult. When you
choose a word of the year, you must be prepared for all permutations of it, and
I shudder to remember the year I chose self esteem. The universe kicked my spirit
that year! But I learned. And grew.
* I
can make small talk, but focused on real connections this year. As time went by
I began to fine tune my definition of the word and what I wanted from it. I no
longer have much patience with pretense, so I learned to put my efforts into
relationships that held more meaning for me.
* I learned
not all connections are good or healthy. It’s not always easy to tell which is
which, either.
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Some
connections can and should be changed. I
found myself in the position of having to move beyond a few this year as well
as make new ones. Letting go is not easy for me, and not trivial. It does not
always mean forever either. Connections can change, become closer or more
distant, go away and return anew. While I knew that mentally, it was brought home this year.
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That being said, there
are people I want to re-connect with in the coming year. I reached out to some
already, and know that although relationships may change they can grow and
continue. There is always hope.
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| Peace |
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Connections
can be between people, as well as between people and their pets, their
environment, their bodies, their work, their spirits, and more. It is a bond of
sorts. Some strong some tenuous. I read many books on life after death this
year, and spiritual connections took on new meaning.
*The
Book of Forgiving, written by Desmond Tutu and his daughter changed my life.
I
did not want to read it. I was drawn to it at the library in a strong way and I
rebelled. Forgiving those who seriously hurt us, ( who take no responsibility
for that) seemed beyond me. It seemed like saying the acts were okay.The steps are simple yet hard to achieve. Honoring oneself as a survivor, understanding and acceptance are keys.
Redesigning a relationship, or releasing the relationship is your final step.
I experienced a transformation of sorts, but I
realize it’s a process and I will continue to make sense of it over time. I learned
so much from reading this book. I recommend it to everyone.
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It
came to me this year, on a walk where I was contemplating the connection with a
horrible neighbor, (not all connections are good) that just about all the
problems in the world stem from fear. It may be hidden in anger or hate but it
starts as fear. If we can see that, and respond to another’s fear instead of
their ugly behavior maybe we can heal.
* Connecting can happen in an instant, meaningful interactions can happen even between strangers. I have had magical serendipitous moments all year. I made the effort to speak to a person if I felt drawn to them, opening the door to a moment. The most astounding day was when I ran into another dog walker that I've met before but never really spoken to much. She and I made a decision to be real on this day. We discovered so much in common, and my hope is it turns into a friendship. I came home energized and surprised by the interaction.
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I
learned that you can become more connected to one’s self. For me this came
in the form of acceptance. There are many things I would like to change and
improve about myself. This year I realized there are also many things of value
about myself, and I decided to form a real connection with me too. See the
positives as well as the needs improvements. Accept the frailties of emotion
and body as part of life. Treat myself more like I would a friend.
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I
connected with my work more this year. Making just what interested me, and
stretching to experience more creativity. I went to galleries, talked about
process with others, interviewed other artists. I hope next year to write
several articles in an effort to connect with a large audience. In speaking to
groups, and teaching what I know, there is a connection formed with others. It’s
not easy to prepare for that but it’s so rewarding.I love it!
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I
re-connected with my love of writing and painting this year. Drawing each day
taught me to see in a new way.
* I
learned a lot that must remain private. Not everything should be spoken aloud.
Some of the most profound experiences are quiet.
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I
did not send out the connection project quilts as I expected to do. I am not
abandoning the project, I delayed it until I feel the time is right to release
them. Until I feel comfortable letting them go.
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I
have long believed we are all connected. Reading the book of forgiveness brought
that home as well. We cannot afford to pretend that we aren’t. We may not
relate to some people, may actively not like some people, may be rejected by some people, but we
remain connected by a silver thread.
* I
will be bringing this word into the next year with a couple of projects. One is
with a young woman adopted by our neighbors, brought here from another
country in her teens, and is blind. I will be doing a project with her this
year so I hope you stay tuned.
As in other years, the previous words continue
to resonate and mingle in new ways. Over the years, I have explored the words self esteem,
joy, happiness, release and others. They all stay with me, and mingle as if
they are at a party. They become a part of me.
I have tried to
compress a year’s experience into one post and am sure I have missed
important details but you get the drift. I have not chosen a word yet for 2016
but I will. It’s been an important process for me the last 10 years or so. I
hope you also choose one, and are open to all the word brings you. Be brave! Be
open!
Please consider
that connection with others, including me, as the gift that it is. I hope to
continue my connection with you all this year.Love, LeeAnna
