Do you feel like you’re on a spiritual adventure? Well, I know I am. For the past 13 months, I’ve been on a journey without a map, GPS, guide or agenda. Just the opportunity to listen to my intuition.

Today, I’m excited to share the latest phase of my spiritual adventure, which is about painting and being in an art show. It’s an experience brimming with colorful learning, fun, and unexpected rewards.

If you’re new to my podcast, welcome! For those who’ve been with me for a while, you might remember me talking about embarking on a spiritual adventure last summer. It all started when I did some Celtic shaman meditations and met Merlin. He said I was starting a spiritual adventure that had no goal, map, or guide.

I was told the only goal was to just go and see what happens. I had no control, no destination—just pure, uncharted exploration. Initially, this terrified me because, well, who likes to not have control?

Fast forward to this summer, and my latest escapade. For the first time in my life, I participated in an art show hung in a community gallery. Painting and creating art for the first time in years has taken me out of my comfort zone and added a true zest to August.

My involvement in the art show began unexpectedly. I decided to check out an artist group in my town. To be very honest, I got annoyed right from the start. The group’s leader, Elizabeth, suggested contacting her by phone on the website. But when you call, her message explains that she never picks up her message. AKA – don’t leave me one because I won’t listen to it.

Then at this first meeting, the director talked for 45 minutes while chewing gum. Boring! Yet, for some reason I persevered and decided to give it a chance. This seemingly small decision actually gave me the chance to get to know Elizabeth. Turns out she’s an incredible person with a rich history of service and progressive thinking.

Elizabeth was a social worker in the ‘70s, dealing with sensitive cases and later even pioneering shelters for abused women and children. Her stories were fascinating, her spirit indomitable. Soon, this woman who had initially annoyed me became an inspiring friend.

Elizabeth was organizing an art show celebrating our town’s historical beach amusement park, and she asked me to help her. She needed filler paintings of beach scenes, amusement park visuals, and more. Despite my apprehension, I dove in, painting everything from starfish to popcorn. What started as a nerve-wracking endeavor grew into a gratifying creative outlet.

I texted paintings to friends as I finished them to get feedback. To my surprise, my friend, Linda, wanted to buy my first two paintings! This unexpected appreciation gave me the confidence to continue. I finished 10 paintings in about a month! That was something new for me.

We hung the show together, an entirely new experience as well. It took hours with a hammer and lots of nails to hang the artwork. Then three others from this artist’s group came to finish the hanging. I was a little taken aback by their casual attitude towards the process and several were actually crooked!

What came to me about this was a lesson of learning to let go. While I struggled with wanting to fix their work, I needed to let go of my desire for order and a more aesthetic approach to hanging the show. This was a tough lesson on my spiritual journey: letting go of control – it’s so hard!

The show opened on a Friday, and the response was astonishing. Within the first hour, someone bought two of my paintings. Over the weekend, almost all my artwork sold—eight out of ten pieces! This was beyond anything I had ever expected.

Even Elizabeth, who had original paintings and printed posters of her work, saw significant sales. One attendee even bought the maps of the historical sites featured in the show, offering a fee more than anyone imagined. No one thought they would even sell!

Participating in the art show wasn’t just about painting, expressing myself, or figuring out what my style is. It wasn’t just about selling art. It was a profound spiritual experience. By allowing myself to be drawn into this creative community, I not only rediscovered my joy of painting but also formed a friendship with Elizabeth.

This adventure has taught me about patience, letting go, and the possibility of a new community for me. It pushed me to explore new artistic styles, faster and more fluid, and escape my usual detailed landscapes. It was an exhilarating challenge that I now see as part of my ongoing spiritual adventure.

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So, what new thing have you tried recently? What intuitive nudges have you explored or ignored? There’s a world of opportunity knocking at your door. Try something new because you never know what joy, learning, or new friendships await you.

Whether it’s painting, playing a new sport, learning an instrument, or anything else that piques your interest, give it a shot. We’re here to work, learn, and above all, enjoy life. So, follow your intuition, embrace the fun, and find the joy you deserve.

As we wrap up this summer, what new adventure will you embark on? Let your intuition guide you, and you might discover something wonderful.

I’m incredibly grateful for this journey and the unexpected fun it brought me. Selling those paintings was a thrill, but the biggest reward was the experience itself. So go out, try something new, and let your intuition guide you.

Remember, life is not only about achieving goals—it’s also about the journey, the learning, and the fun you can find along the way.

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