Last night I dreamed that I witnessed a parliament of owls attacking a cast of hawks mid-flight. My mother was there and we were rooting for the owls. The battle was fierce but after a spiraling, graceful, final flight, they won. Barn Owls vs. Cooper's Hawks. Our thinking was merely that although we saw many a hawk in our lives, rarely did we see owls, so in our minds they were the "underdog" , which made it no contest.
What does this mean? Well, not being one who tends to overanalyze dreams, (I find them more of a way for the mind to decompress,) I can't tell you for sure. As of late, things in my life have been moving rather quickly. Not necessarily spiraling, but picking up steam. So much to do, see and experience in so little time. As you might have sensed in my last post, lately my stedfast trend is cramming rather than exercising rational thought or taking the time needed for the tasks at hand while observing the patience needed to see what happens.
A few weeks ago I was treated to a lovely dinner from a dear friend and fellow jeweler. We spent part of the evening talking about our insecurities and inner struggles as artists challenged to make our mark without sacrificing our individual artistic integrity. For me that often seems to be the crux of my own issues. There's "bread and butter" work and there are those incredible "A ha!" moments in the studio, but how do we work comfortably through the in between periods? At the end of a rather laborious "what if " this and "what if" that, my sweet friend looked at me dead on and said, "You just have to do what you know, make your work and the rest will follow." Sound advice for jewelry and life, now to take heed and go for it.