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Tending a Garden of Dreams

When I was a little girl I used to say that I wanted to be a dentist.   I don’t even know if I wanted to be a dentist, I think I just had a crush on my dentist.    

Because, really, I was content to write poems in my bedroom while letting lyrics swirl in my head.   Though, some of my favorite memories are those that involved country drives where I would get lost in the trees, watching them zoom past the window, varied colors and intensities; they brought dreams without my knowing.

Years later, a woman grown, I would find myself holding tightly onto the love of life, on the back of a motorcycle with a “Mean People Suck” sticker on the back of my black helmet.   Too noisy to talk.  Too noisy to hear.  I was content to visually wander into the woods as they zipped by.  Each leaf seemingly etching itself on my heart.

When I was a little girl I never believed in cities such as New Orleans or Atlanta or Seattle.   Sure I knew about them through my schooling, but knew not of their ability to feed a creative soul.

Many years after paper studies, my life would take me on literal twists and turns.   U-haul trucks and tears would lead my way, and, oh, how I’d grow during these times.    Experiences would gather at my feet, like sturdy shoes, each carrying me, making me who I am with little regret.   There shouldn’t be regrets on the path of life; for when there are regrets there is sadness which begets darkness.  I’ve come to know that it’s in the light when [you] feel warmth and love—without constraint, judgment, or worry.

Traveling and living in different and new places has supplemented my life in ways that I’m still trying to put into words.  But, there’s something to be said for getting on a Greyhound bus, an airplane, a train, or–even–in a van full of loud and mess and chaos for over fifteen hours, that makes your dreams soar to see the places where you can  Just. Be.

Which leads me to this space where I write and spill dreams.  Most of them recur after seeing something my children do, or when I hear an old song, or smell something familiar.   Locked are they in my heart vault, locked away, begging to come out and play.   With each word.  With each click.  With each foot in front of the other.  They beg to come out, as often they do.

I had no idea that while I sat on my childhood bedroom, writing in various notebooks, dreaming about days to come, that they would come so quickly.  I had no idea that the days would pass almost supersonically.   After all, I thought I wanted to be a dentist.

Dentist? Me?  As if.   More like Dreamer, and a Wife, and a Mother.   A lover of words, and–more importantly– a lover of seeing.   Hoping that no matter what I dream, no matter what I do, that I do it and Live It To The Full.  

Join me, Michelle Ensminger, and Kelly Barton in October 2011 for Dream Tending, a four-week, online workshop.

Class price is $49 and includes daily posts  (Monday through Friday) and weekly activities in multimedia art, storytelling and photography to tend your own dreams in times of transition. In addition, there will be a creative toolkit section included in each week’s lessons.  Class begins October 3.

Course Description

Life is a series of transitions, and navigating through those transitions can be tricky. Tending your most precious dreams in the midst of life’s transitions is trickier still. How do you learn to honor where you are and practice self-care, while at the same time maintaining focus on your dreams?

During this course, we’ll provide helpful tools you can use to nurture your dreams as you wade through life’s transitions. We’ll share our personal perspectives of transition and discuss ways you can keep your creative life fertile. Utilizing photography, art, and writing exercises, you’ll open yourself to the constancy and flow of dream tending  and discover that the fruit of dream tending is an enriched, meaningful, and awakened life.

My Fellow Instructors

Kelly BartonKelly Barton is a mixed media artist and graphic designer from her home base of middle Indiana. She is inspired by the inner-workings of a girl’s nutty mind and believes that growing up girl is enough inspiration for any artist. She features her artwork in her eclectic mixed media art pieces, funky notecards, spunky jewelry baubles, and fun tee-shirts available on her Etsy shop. Kelly created Kelly Barton Art +Design to remind people that we’re all connected, and because she believes we all need a bit of happy.

Kelly’s art has appeared in several national shows, including CORE: The Art and Design of the Torso (2009),the Enormous Tiny Art Show (2008), and Visions of Squam I and II (2009, 2010). Kelly’s work appeared on the cover of Underwired Magazine in March 2008, and she is a contributor to the book Inner Excavation: Exploring Your Self Through Photography, Poetry and Mixed Media (published by North Light Books).


Michelle EnsmingerMichelle Ensminger loves poetry, photography, and dates with her 8 year old son. A West Texas native, you can often find her curled up in a makeshift fort writing her way through the messiness of life. Michelle always strives to nurture her creative spirit and pursue an authentic spiritual path in the midst of motherhood and working an 8-5 job. She believes writing can heal and awaken us to life, that stillness holds great power, and in the sacred act of honoring the present moment.  She is currently taking a hiatus from blogging, but she is a regular, monthly contributor for Wish Studio. You can find more of her on Flickr and Facebook.



The Story of BlogHer {Part II}

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Dress: Dress Barn

In this dress, walking eleven blocks to the first event that I photographed, I got hit on.
A man noticed my beauty, through all my sweat.
I’d like to say it was the red lipstick and patent leather heels.
I won’t lie, it felt good.  I ate it up.
And, it set my mood for the whole night.
I don’t care who you are, I think you should hear that you’re beautiful.
I don’t care who you are, I think you should tell others that they are beautiful.

{How Photogs Work}

Photografriends Forever
Outfit: Gap

Photographers came together to outline a discussion.
Friends walked out the other side of the panel even before it started.
The blessing of our Photography Panel at BlogHer.
I venture to say that this was one of my favorite things from the conference.

{That was After, This is Before}

Dress: IGIGI
Jewelery: Sorrelli

My feet were shot due to that eleven block walk.
I would only be able to wear embellished flip-flops the rest of the weekend.
But, this dress was made for me.
Flip-flops or not.
If there was one dress that ever fit like a glove, it IS this one!
This was the point where I realized my obligations were over.
This was the point that my conference started.
You can see the relief in my face.

{The Magic of HP’s Photobooth at Aiming Low’s EZPZ in NYC Party}
{The Magic of Flip Flops on Your Feet in Time Square}

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Outfit: Lane Bryant

Lotus and I stole time away for a photo-walk.
It wasn’t long, but it was full of quality time.
The streets filled with cute rickshaw dudes.
The park filled with people of all types.
Flowers, horses, architecture—the perfect place?
She and I took similar shots, I’m sure.
Because we have a similar eye.
Her friendship has been one of the great gifts.

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Dress: Eliza Parker
Jewelery: Lia Sophia

Finally, I did it; I stumbled into a Jenny party!
Stumbled, for real, because I was DRUNK.

{How Photogs Rock} {Hot Photogs Roll}
{How You Bring Sexy Back}

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Outfit: Lane Bryant
*I gave away some coupons for Lane Bryant at BlogHer,
and I have more to give.   If you are interested, let me know!

Sunday in the City with Aiming Low friends.
Frozen hot chocolate, a burger with steak fries.
A candy shop and a baby infinity times sweeter.

{Brittany Thinks I’m Sweet, Too!}

Skirts: Alight

Monday and Tuesday were spent mostly alone.
At one point I met one of my friends from Flickr at 30 Rock.
I ate more street meat and even walked around with only my phone in hand.
Later, I met another friend in her office.
I ran into some stragglers from the conference, too.
I finally ate at an Indian restaurant.
I had my first subway ride.
I went to Queens.
I drank an Appletini with an old friend.
I slept lightly, dreaming of home.

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Disclosure:  All outfits were provided by Alight, Dress Barn, Gap, IGIGI, Lane Bryant.  Sorrelli jewelery also provided me with a necklace and earrings to wear to BlogHer.

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