More on keeping busy (a long-winded post...)

Well, I have been continuing my busy creative sttreak. It's funny, because I can go for WEEKS not doing much creatively, and then whammo! I'm hit with it...the NEED to create.

I've made some rather huge changes lately, life-altering changes. Unfortunately hard and difficult and often depressing changes, but good ones. Do you know what I mean?

So, I find myself needing to keep busy.

I have excess energy.

A bit frenetic, perhaps...

But, hey, it's my life right now, so I'm taking advantage of the surge and riding the creative wave, so to speak. (yeesh! corny, much, Tammy??)

Anyways, I've been breaking things. Again.

And making mosaics with the peices.

Did you see that movie "How to Make an American Quilt" with Winona Ryder? One of the characters finds out her sister slept with her husband, and in a fit of rage, smashes all her prized figurines. She then proceeds to plaster the peices to the wall in her laundry room as a reminder of her anger.

I don't look at my mosaics as reminders of my anger, however fun it is to smash those dishes. Once, during a particularly hard time in my life, I had a revelation. I heard God speak to me. I know there are some of you who don't believe in God, and that's ok. But I honestly believe He did speak to me. It's the one and only time it's happened.

I felt like my life had been blown into smithereens. Like it was in a kajillion peices. I was praying (well, really, I was sobbing and wailing "why me, God?What am I supposed to DO with all these peices of me?") and all of a sudden, I saw a picture of a BEAUTIFUL mosaic. It was stunning. Then I heard God whisper to me "this is what I can do with peices!"

So, that's what I did. I picked up the peices of my broken heart and made art out of them.