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TIA Method Workshop This Saturday!

TIA Method JournalMark this date! Saturday, February 17, 10:00 a.m. – 12:00 p.m.

That’s the time I would love to have you join us for the TIA Method Workshop. The TIA Method is a daily practice for seeing more of the goodness all around us and in us. It is not a trick or a wish or a hack or a vague hope—it’s a dedicated practice for seeing and experiencing the extraordinary beauty of the world.

The TIA Method (thank-intend-ask) offers a practice for inviting happiness, groundedness, and personal accomplishment into your life. The great wisdom traditions have long advocated the value of gratitude as both a spiritual and an ethical practice. Modern sciences now affirm the benefits of cultivating gratitude and positive thinking as a way to re-frame our attitude about and response to experience. What we are delivering here is old news—ancient traditions wrapped up in contemporary scientific insight.

Gratitude practice is one leg of the three-pronged TIA Method. After gratitude, the TIA Method advocates clarity of intentions and surrendering problems to higher intelligence. Together, these three parts of the TIA Method offer skillful means for cultivating the life we want to live—one of joy, grace, purpose, and equanimity.

WHAT YOU WILL GET?

  • You’ll get a refresher on why gratitude is so important, and you’ll learn how a daily intention practice can help you manifest the joys and accomplishments you most desire.
  • You’ll receive a copy of the brand new TIA Journal, and a full description for using this new journal.
  • And, you’ll get Bulletproof coffee and Bulletproof protein bites for your pleasure! They will super-power your brain!

You can register right now.

IS THIS WORKSHOP FOR YOU?

If you answer yes to any of the statements below, this is the workshop for you!

  1. You need a beginning-of-the-year jump start on maintaining your gratitude and intention practice.
  2. You need a reminder of how powerful keeping a gratitude journal is for manifesting intentions.
  3. You have forgotten the kinds of shifts that can happen in your moods, attitudes, and energy when you practice gratitude and intending.
  4. You want a template for practice that represents the very core concepts of LifeArt Studio.
  5. You want to see the beautiful art work of Nina Chatham throughout the journal. (And Nina will be with us, too!)
  6. You need to be in the company of inspiring and flourishing women.

I know you will find the TIA Method inspiring and practical.  Please join me on Saturday, Feb. 17, for a “working” coffee klatch / jump start / joyful gathering!!! Register here.

 

“With a Mind as if Empty”

OdTBqLAD0AZ0A9L7euDrz_0TrLLk84_1QeuDnWowrl8Last Saturday, a group of art lovers gathered in one of the galleries of the Orlando Museum of Art to write about what they were seeing or feeling or reminded of as they stood before a work of art. Some amazing writing came out of that morning. And I like to think part of it was the preparation we did prior to writing.

We first examined a chapter from a book of writing prompts called Twelve Doors:Writing for Pleasure, Self-Expression, and Insight, which begins with a quotation from Henri Matisse. About painting Matisse said, “It is necessary to present oneself with the greatest humility: white, pure, and candid with a mind as if empty.” We talked about the importance of dropping thought when plunging into any creative process. Psychologist John Welwood says that the deepest creative realizations emerge out of what he calls an “alert empty-mindedness.” And we also talked about “self-arising wisdom,” a notion from the Buddhist tradition that suggests that innovation and insight emerge out of silence and mental openness.

Many artists share the belief that any practice that helps you tap into empty mind is beneficial to a creative practice, whether it be painting, writing, composing, or performing music.

Such practices include meditating, chanting, dancing, listening to music, walking in nature, praying—and looking at art. And that’s exactly what we were at OMA to do on Saturday. Give ourselves over to looking deeply and quietly at one painting, and see what arises. As John Welwood says, “It helps to let ourselves not know before we can discover anything new.”

Before exploring the gallery, participants were told not to think too much about what they were “supposed” to create. They were invited to remain open to the inner space that houses the unique impressions of awareness. They were encouraged to let come out what wants to come out— ideas, images, stories, or memories. It was an opportunity slow down, get quiet,  experience their unique wisdom.

And so without any knowledge whatsoever of  artist biography or technique, participants got quiet and looked; they really looked. And finally, they wrote.

w-Wq7L2obPB4WitJXs1vqLO2pORJQ3XV8-vy-8qKjnMAnd boy did they write.

What they created in our short time together was quite remarkable—thoughtful, observant, and moving. I think a few of the writers were surprised with the words that came out of them so quickly.  And that is the miracle of empty mind.

If you, too, would like to experience the joy of letting your unique wisdom spill out onto the page, join us next month on February 3 when, once again, we’ll use art as a form of meditation that leads us to writing that is pleasurable, expressive, and insightful.

So-much-fun!

So join us on Saturday, February 3, 10:00 a.m. to 12:00 p.m., at the Orlando Museum of Art. Easy registration here.

 

 

 

“self-arising wisdom” – Buddhist tradition

 

Mystic

imagesThey call her a mystic,
but she looks like an angel to me.
Lots of hair.
It grows.
It waves.
It covers her shoulders. It blows in the wind.
Arms stretch east and west; she flies. Fingers splay, reach, point.
Charms dangle from her arms—a moon, a sun, a thunder bolt, a globe of glass, and, too, the stars.

These are instruments of prophecy.
Her skirt, a hoop of blues—aqua, navy, sky. A skirt for hiding.
And those eyes, oh those eyes. They slay me, ogle me, taunt me to pay attention.

“Who are you?” she whispers to the clouds.
(“Look under my skirt and you’ll find out. I am not a mystery.”)

Eyes pierce; eyes know what can be seen.
Around her neck, pearls. Is she a lady too?
On her lips, color.
The red of passion,
the blood of demons,
the blush of maidens,
the stain of lovers,
the last of sunset,
the warning for sailors.
No, a lady she is not.