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🌞 Brette The Bright

Brette the Bright 🌞 Cultivate the Garden Within. Where wildflowers bloom. An artist & humanitarian on a mission. Tap 'Navigate' tab to the right for links & blog archives to see where my journey began 15 years ago! ♊️

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brettesims · 11 hours

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“When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid.” ~ Audre Lorde

#audre lorde #quotes #quote #art #artist #women #afraid #fear #overcoming fear #artists

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brettesims · 11 hours

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Takaragawa Onsen - Gunma Prefecture

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brettesims · 11 hours

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Sometimes…

Sometimes I don’t know what I am feeling. Often, I just become so internal that I bury things into deep crevasses. Crevasses so deep that I’m not even sure what’s bothering me; as an artist. As a human.

So I sit with it. I require a lot of space. In that space I try not to think, but rather be. When I can just BE; utilizing rest as productivity - the answers come to me. Sometimes even in dreams they astrally whisper to me.

What does it all mean? Now I know, then I flow; using artistry as an expression tool. Because in art… if there’s any rule, it’s that if we don’t express, there becomes less…

Less motivation, less initiation, less inspiration. Internalized occupation. In the soul, we grow. Through expression we come to know. A space where the wildflowers bloom. Sometimes through the work; the solution in turn finds us. Perhaps that’s why the only way out is through.

Sometimes I’m not as strong as I seem. Sometimes I overextend and then deplete. Sometimes my emotions get the best of me; like a wave… and it’s hard to escape the riptide.

Sometimes I get scared and never express it to a single living soul, because most of the time, there has only ever been me. Sometimes I think vulnerability is seen as a weakness - not because I believe that, but because it was viewed as such, while I was growing up.

But as I’ve grown, I’ve slowly become more comfortable with my emotions, realizing that perhaps not burying everything inside and sharing them with someone I love is actually also a form of self love. When I let emotions pass like a wave; I don’t cave.

So… sometimes after I’ve waded in the depth of my emotional waters… I come up for air again. Honoring my resiliency. Honoring my ability to better manage my emotions.

Thankful for the power of expression that’s grown within me. Sometimes…

~ B