following the breadcrumbs
A couple years ago I discovered the artist Meinrad Craighead (through a brief mention in a book I was reading—shoutout to following the book breadcrumbs!) And I was completely taken with her art and with her.
Meinrad Craighead. Memory.
I poured over her art books and watched video lectures and a documentary about her and it was all so moving. And the scenes that showed the inside of her home and studio and her routines were fascinating.
Each morning she would go outside with a cup of water. She would pour some of the water onto the ground and then lift the cup to the sun and then she would drink the rest of the water. In one of the videos she even mentioned that she preferred to do this ritual naked, in the warmer months, of course. Ha!
Something clicked when I saw these simple but intimate scenes from Meindrad's life. She showed me an example of someone living with so much creativity and intention and sacredness—she showed me what's possible.
Meinrad Craighead. The Grandmother.
I've taken Meinrad's life to heart.
When I claimed my work as a life and creativity coach it felt like raising a glass to the sun.
I realized I love working with folks longing for larger conversations, more trust, creativity, wonder, and meaning (like me!).
And I love working with folks frustrated (like me!) by the ways in which the smaller conversations continue to edge their way in, by the exhaustion and the days filling up with over-doing or over-thinking, self-criticism, people-pleasing, and procrastination.
We lose the trail of bread. We lose our sacred nourishment.
I know this territory of losing and finding the trail, and I have a reverence for the longings that send us out searching in the first place. And I've seen firsthand how creative and contemplative coaching can help us learn to love and trust and follow our longings.
I'm so here for this.
This way of trusting and following our longings feels good. It feels like giving water to the earth and our body.
I'm so grateful for Meinrad Craighead first showing me what was possible. Here's to our possibilities and to our teachers, those on earth and those beyond the grave.
+ drinking a large glass of water +
Brianna