To “force a bloom” means to simulate spring to encourage a branch to bloom in winter. Using pruning shears, cut a branch from a flowering tree that has just begun to bud. Bring indoors, place in warm water, mist the branches, and wait… It’s the warmth, not the sunshine, that awakens the bloom. Once the branch has flowered, it can be moved into the sunlight.
In the Beginning: DECEMBER 16, 2008
I have been hiding my light, so to speak, for most of the decades I’ve been on the planet. After much loss over the past year, I have decided that my biggest regrets have come from the life I haven’t lived, rather than the mistakes I made in the life I have lived.
In this season of divine discontent, I have decided it is time, finally, to bloom; to stop resisting joy, discovery, and the creativity that has been pushing at my tightened and frightened soul.
This blog is a safe place in which to warm and nurture the buds of creativity into bright blooms and bring it into a sunlit world. Welcome.
Update: SEPTEMBER 14, 2015
When I began this blog, I was out of work in the midst of the worse economy since the Great Depression. My daughter had recently left for college and I became an empty nester, living alone for the first time in 18 years. Vickie, one my closest friends since high school, was dying. My ex-husband left his second wife and family behind and created a seismic shift that cracked the foundation in my own home as my daughter reacted with words and emotion she’d been too young to express the first time around.
I started this blog searching for solace in words, forcing myself to bloom during that cold and dark season of uncertainty and grief.
And the day came when the risk to
remain tight in a bud was more painful
than the risk it took to blossom.”
― Anaïs Nin
And bloom I did.
During that same December, I began teaching myself the Adobe Creative Suite (I was 54). By the following August I was hired as the staff graphic designer at a non-profit. I continued to grow: within six months I was also administering, redesigning and coding three websites—while still doing all of the print design work. I dragged them—kicking and screaming—into the social media realm and built and administered their Facebook page and YouTube channel. Eventually, I built the e-commerce site for the online store. In 2007, I barely knew how to send an email.
Yes, I learned how to embrace new technologies and stretch myself creatively. But more importantly, my confidence and sense of self—whose tender shoots used to wither with a harsh word—grew deep, hardy roots, stretching their bright blooms toward the light.
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