Blank Canvas
Blank. Reborn to a freedom from all that was of a woman who once was. At the top of the stairs entering my basement is a blank canvas sitting in waiting for it’s future to be created. Symbolic of the woman standing as a blank canvas wondering, “Where does this life with only a feeling take me from here?”
Possibly the canvas I placed up, as if it was already created, was placed with guided intention by the great spirits of creation of the work that has become my own rendition of a fool’s card. Waiting for me to take a leap of faith!
A call to create, then a call to write, and onto a call to paint, but now, what? All I have is a feeling of what I know I will no longer live without, joy! I have a whole past of creations, certificates, and experiences all blended with pain and joy. When you are numb, joy always contains an amount of pain. The created canvases of paper and linen have become stories for the storytelling, but not one done with great thought, but rather a knowing, a trust, and a faith in answering the voice of God, the guides, and my soul’s call for me to see.
Persistent and sometimes forceful with a “Do it now!” Has taught me that we are greater than our limited beliefs of who we think we are and what we are capable of. More than that, they guided me to see I had lived to my potential in a world defined by the importance of titles and success. But through all of these creations I had slowed down, stayed with me, in each moment, each word, and paint stroke and seen the missing link. Limited in a capacity to emotionally and spiritually evolve because the hold to some parts of the identity was greater than the need for freedom. Even when I was writing, painting, healing, giving my all in what was presented to the world, I was still neglecting to see the value in giving my all to the beauty and awe of the evolution and growth of myself.
As I find myself right here at this place, I look at the still wet pieces of stories painted weeks ago, the raw stories of the creations of books, and the well crafted and channeled creations of so many classes. I see something so clearly . . . . that the process takes time, and I can sit and watch the paint dry. I can keep going back to perfect it, or I can keep moving forward by staying present and appreciative of the moments that appear to stand still but are always moving and changing just like us. Providing the ability to paint a still picture to the eye, but always in the process of change.
This blank canvas is a reminder of the same linen that God had brought to my attention in the tapestry of one of the most important parts of all books, but this was a reference to a biblical book. It’s the bookmark. And this became the beginning of a journey to know deeper where joy would exist. Where love and all things possible would exist. It was in the now.
As the bookmark is the reminder that the most important place that you don’t want to lose is this one right here. It’s filled with everything you will need if you just pause and breathe into the moment.
Right here where you stop, pause, and exist in this now. Contemplation of a world of contentment and joy has taken me all the way back to the tapestry, the blank canvas, and all possibilities.
What I have learned from all is that yes, we are one thread, but when you weave a pile of ones we create a creation that becomes the structure to build on. It’s the one piece that has to be present to hold the creation. Today as the creator I have no desire to paint on that blank canvas. I see no need to rush but I see the value in being in this place, the bookmark moment to contemplate and reflect. To see the miracles and impossible that have become possible, all because I trusted in answering the call to stay with the pages even though I have seen the ending and know how it all shall end.
Because of that I have no rush but an excitement for this moment. This canvas is a future masterpiece and this time I will not rush, neglect the opportunity, or allow another to create the colour, the feel, or the design. This time I will witness the outline come to the surface and I will allow the brushes to gently flow. And of all that I learned, it has been that the joy is in creating and not for validation at the end.
Most of all, this blank canvas is as pure as can be and that’s the beauty that we can breathe into because purity is that of perfection without contamination. That was once us. But here we are, and trust me there is nothing more beautiful than when the past and future closes onto the bookmark, and all becomes whole. This is the beauty of existing. In The End it provides the opportunity to turn the page, to start fresh. To hold a blank canvas and feel your way through the moment of growth and awe of wonder, “What will become…..”
Every moment is a blank canvas. Don’t create a future from the shadow of what was, but from the possibility of what can be if I let a feeling filled with love & light guide the way!
Corrie Thorne is an Intuitive/ Medium, Spiritual Teacher and Empowerment / Lightworker Coach. A published author, and creator of The More Than Existing™ book & self-actualization coaching program who has developed her own relaxed style of helping people discover and move beyond the past history in life that is not serving their highest good.
She uses her skills as a past life healer to guide clients into a meditative state to explore the past and cut the cords to the events that have come forward to now. Corrie is also a Reiki Master/ Teacher who has used this technique to help promote self-healing and clear the chakras. Teaching is a passion that Corrie loves to do! She takes the opportunity to teach as a way to share the knowledge that she has accumulated over the many years of studying and developing her skills. Explore more of Corrie’s work and passion @ https://mteacademy.teachable.com/, and https://www.corriethorne.com/. More Than existing is available for purchase through amazon.ca, amazon.com, balboa Press, and Barnes&Noble.