Opportunities to see my Design ‘happening’ since I started the Dot Mandala stuff in April continue š¤
I think I already wrote some here about how I am unexpectedly being able to see how my emotional wave literally changes my lens that appreciates or not - changes how I can see the work Iām doing, the piece Iām working on - from one day to the next.
That came clear with that 24ā square canvas with the exploding cones - the one thatās still waiting to be completed š„³. I add to it now and then. š¤·š»āāļø But boy does it look different from day to day - still š³
Iām having the same experience with these black and gold art stones Iāve started recently.
Two days ago I wandered my way to my first timelapse video.
Posted it here because there was a āpublish to FBā option on the app I used to make it:
https://www.facebook.com/andreagoodsaid/videos/740370123856024/
(ie. I was 1st line investigating apps for doing this stitching together of videos and photos and 3rd line seeing the āletās see what happens when we do thisā button pushing way)
Turned out to be kinda sweet.
Randomest comment to date comes from a 51/25 ego Projector ā¦
āI love your handsā
Eh? šš
Thatās actually the second observing of my hands thats happened (remember šš»āāļø observed environment variable) ⦠first was from Vanessa Wesley with posting of this first picture a few weeks ago. Whole other level of Unexpected there - for my hands to be whatās being observed š¤
Reminds me of one story in particular about being recognized by voice only.
I was at my first marketing event - in a lunch line, debating out loud whether I wanted the cookies or not (Taste knew it was a no-go ācause they had chocolate in them) and the person in the adjacent line turned around, looked at me and said, āAndrea? ⦠Youāre Andrea arenāt youā. This was before Iād started doing much video - though it was at this same event where I had my most memorable comment to date from someone else about my videos too - this lunch line guy had heard me on a webinar ⦠this was pre-zoom when showing your face on a presentation was more rare (anyone remember gotowebinar? phew zoom kinda blew that monopoly up š)
There have been a handful of other moments over the years of people saying unexpected and random seeming (to me) things about my voice. The first one I can remember that really stuck with me was a tollbooth person on the New Jersey turnpike of all people.
And more recently with some people during sessions.
All of this I guess ties in to the theme of āPurpose fulfilled through Minds of others in Unexpected waysā Incarnation Cross.
Can literally never presume to second guess how that might show up in the world.
No strategy here - thanks to my one Right variable, no direction thanks to my no activation open G center ⦠and possibly just as well - good to be surrendered to that.
Can you imagine trying to be in control of a life whose potential lies in Unexpected Possibilities? šš
Now to the piece of my Design I got to notice this morning - itās in a comment on this Timelapse video.
My cousin Jenny said -
āCool! This also shows how I would never have the patience to do this!ā
And I replied -
ālol Iām surprised I do tbh. My mind definitely questions all of it. My body on the other hand - loves the details apparently š¤·š»āāļø
Turns out thereās over 500 dots on the larger (3.8ā) art stone there at the end - I calculated yesterday šš¤¦š»āāļø
Itās funny though - you do have patience for puzzles (which I mostly do not) ⦠interesting how thatās so different.ā
My Design does have multiple references to details - maybe I can root them all out and reflect on them somewhere ⦠thereās a lot.
Not the least of which is my 16/48 - the Channel of Talent, one of the creative channels that Vanessaās explorations are about in the ART of Being YOU ⦠which is, at its core, about mastery through practice and attention to details.
Thereās more thatās being made obvious to my witness through the doing of this art - unexpectedly bumped into art medium.
And thatās all it is really, just the next medium - that apparently my body has energy for and my conscious definition (two collective channels that share, just because) seems to be okay with - itās entertaining anyway ⦠this sharing of stuff like this video.
People might come to (or already do) understand me to be a ādot mandalaā artist - surely if I do it long enough.
Same as I became known as the Glass Nugget Lady when I was making my jewelry for all those years.
My Open G couldnāt care less about any of that. The hats/labels people attach to me with their recognition has very little to do with anything I concern myself with. Thatās for their understandingās sake - how I make sense in their world š¤·š»āāļø
And hereās where I see my PHS pop up - Taste - the gatherer, the seasonal eater, the repeater until suddenly that season is over. Maybe not permanently, but ādone for nowā does happen.
Iām not attached to the medium Iām practicing and collective sharing with.
Who knows what my body might be into ādoingā next.
And by next, I mean today ⦠when I get up out of these cozy covers.
Or not. š
Oh PS. collective sharing has its reward in comments like the last image. Ripples are the currency of the collective I think - being able to see the ripples that your life makes.
Even the little seeming ones.
Donna is ordering dotting supplies because of me (pretty sure). Because I started posting what I was playing around with and practicing, now others are too.
How many people are taking up whatever new activities or thinking in new ways (more to my real point and purpose) ⦠because Iām letting myself be observed.
Fun to watch š