Archive for October, 2010

A Blank Canvas is a Door

Friday, October 29th, 2010


Hello Friends,

Today is the day of my birth, and I am happy to be alive. 

I’m all nestled into one of my favorite cafés on the coast, catching up on e-mails and birthday wishes, and reflecting on my time here on mama earth. I just came across a newsletter  from a very inspiring artist named Shiloh Sophia McCloud. I’ve known her since I was a little girl, and I remember how much I admired her beauty and passion for life. Shiloh is an incredible artist, and continues to show me how to live my dreams. Her monthly art newsletters are sweet nectar.

Today, she brings us an invitation to the creative process, an invocation of joy through artmaking.

 The blank canvas is indeed an invitation. Painting is medicine. I like to get lost in the details. It’s the intricacy that sets me free, and I am propelled into a state of meditative calm each time I sit down with a piece.

Anyway, I would love to share what Shiloh wrote about approaching the “Blank Canvas”… It is a journey! And one always worth taking, no matter what the “canvas” is… for painting, for writing, for singing…. enjoy.



A Blank Canvas is a Door

by Shiloh Sophia

An Initiation in Paint – Approaching the Canvas

When approaching the blank canvas imagine that it is a door.
A portal of possibility in which only you hold the key and the magic words which grant access. A cosmic opening which is beckoning you to enter.

Consider that what lies just beyond that white space might just be the stuff of miracles.

The empty canvas is used by the Muse to terrify, entice, compel, repel and shake us in our boots! And often, faced with it’s blank face, we turn back.

But not today.

Today we choose to enter the unknown, to answer the call which silently and powerfully transports us from this present reality into non-ordinary reality.

Now be brave and lay aside:
what we think we know
what we are sure we don’t
and we might just experience something close to bliss.

We may find that, Yes, mind can quiet, even without being a yogi or meditating for years…

Pick up a paintbrush and empty your fears into a palette of infinite possibility. Postpone inviting that familiar critic to tea, (the muse won’t have any use for her rough medicine today.)

Tears may come…and if they do let them fall onto the canvas.
Terror may come…and if it does choose it’s color carefully and watch as each stroke transforms and moves.

Love may come, and if she does, let her have her way with you,
don’t hold back, or shield your heart from her powerful strokes.

How long has it been since we burned with passion?

How long have we waited to make our mark on canvas or page,
holding oh so many stories inside.

Today approach that blank canvas  remembering it is not about being good or pretty.

Today be a willing fool for creativity.  And at each moment surrender.
surrender. breathe. surrender. breathe.

Self expression is the key to unlocking a life,
not just the white door of your canvas.

Self expression is the you that lives inside
being invited into the world of form…

Just see what will happen, if you let yourself out in full color.

Unconcerned with blend, contrast, perspective or perfection.
Let this be one of the places in your life where your fear and your magic mix – POW!

That giant brush in your hand wreaking havoc on your old ideas –

And creating space for something entirely new to emerge:
YOU, in living color.


Shiloh Sophia

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