Sunday, September 30, 2012

When the Words Hurt

Our words, our thoughts and our feelings all have immense power in this world and, sometimes, those around us can say things that cut us right to the quick.

I have Fibromyalgia and suspected Systemic Lupus. Because of these things, I have lots of doctors appointments, take many medications and have tests run on me fairly regularly. I have this idea in my head that my friends care about how I'm doing, so I guess I run down the latest medical updates, unbidden, at times.

It seems that someone who I thought was a close friend just, apparently, got tired of hearing about it and said, "So, what's wrong with you, today?" His eyes rolled behind his glasses. My heart skipped, my reply froze in my throat and I turned in upon myself. How deflated I felt. How utterly betrayed. In that moment, I was not supported in my illnesses by one of my best friends and his words tore through me like a knife.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

1st Birthday Party

It's nice to see you back, again, lovely peoples. For the upcoming weekend, Visionary Bri will be going dormant. This weekend, we're celebrating the first birthday of my one and only baby. This first year of being a mama has flown by so fast!

For her party, we're going with a Winnie the Pooh theme. Being a creative individual, I'm doing most of the stuff for the party, myself. I even made a special onesie for her, keeping with the theme. I cut the 1 out of yellow felt and hand embroidered around it and around the wrists.

Other ideas for her party, I found on Pinterest, specifically the cupcakes from this site, decor inspiration from this one and a cookie recipe all my own.

So, in order to focus on the party and all the things that need to be done for it, this blog will go dormant over the weekend. But, don't worry because I'll be back on Tuesday with your regularly scheduled blog post including more photos of all the things I made.

Until then, keep creating and remember that we're all visionaries. We just need to figure out where we excel!

Monday, September 24, 2012

Getting Started -- A Sketchbook. Now What?

Let's start at the beginning. You have a creative dream. You have at least one idea for a creative project that you would like to see manifest in this world and you've come to this blog for some mutual support. I'll assume, at this point, that you've taken my advice from the post The Most Important Tool and gotten yourself a journal or Sketch Book that feels right for you. So, now what?

The absolute very first thing I want you to do with your Sketchbook is to make it yours. I want you to introduce yourself to it. I want you to run your hand over the spine and get to know your partner on this journey. At times, I even talk to my Journal. My journal / sketchbook is totemic, to me -- meaning that my journal is a symbol of my dedication to living a creative, abundant and fun life. I want you to decorate the cover of your sketchbook, if you like. I want you to completely own and cherish this one tool. It is going to take you a long way and bring you closer to your dreams.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Creative in the Kitchen: Roasted Lemon Dill Chicken

Maybe it's a dream of yours to get creative in the kitchen. Well, babies, do I have some stuff for you! I will never be model-thin, again, no. And you know why? Because I and those around me have learned how to COOK. And damn well, I'd say.

I'd like to share a recipe with you that I tried this week. My husband ate his entire half of a 5.5 lb chicken and it makes this lovely tangy au jus that's just great for sopping up with bread. It's so easy and there are amazing results.

Roasted Lemon Dill Chicken

Friday, September 21, 2012

Creative Every Day: Business Cards

Awhile ago, I made a deal with myself. I wasn't getting as much creative work actually done as I would've liked. I had this drive, this desire to put my creative work out there in the world, but I couldn't put it out in the world if I didn't create it, right? I know. It seems obvious. I was full of dreams and lacking in drive partially due to my heath and partially due to fear (which I will address in an upcoming post).

So, I made a deal with myself. Every day, I would do 1 thing towards the goal of living a more creative life. I decided that this contract with myself should be something I could keep, so I allowed many things to count as activities in keeping with the contract. Researching how to do a new art technique would count. Playing in my Sketch Book  would count. Looking at the work of other artists to get inspired would count.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Free Stickers! Want Some?

One of my hobbies is entering Giveaways. 2 weeks ago, I won 250 custom stickers from PrintRunner. I decided to get them printed to help promote this blog.

Aren't they pretty?

PrintRunner did an awesome job. They let me okay proofs and told me possible issues with my original design. If you've got any sort of print job you need done, I'd highly recommend them. So, I've got 250 of these. I've been passing them out as I go about my life, here, in Indiana. If you live elsewhere and would like me to send you some stickers, I'd be glad to. Just drop me an email at

When you get them, feel free to drop them off at coffeehouses, book stores, colleges or just pass them out as you go about your life. Please, be respectful and don't stick them on . . . oh, I don't know . . . public or private property (unless it's you've got permission to). Just don't vandalize with them, k?

Back when I was in college, someone wrapped a sticker around the hood ornament of my car that said, "Do not insert in mouth or anus." Funny as it was, it was also a bit annoying.

Like I said, just drop me an email with your info and I'll get you some stickers in the mail, direct from me to you!

Thanks for helping me spread the love and creative encouragement.

Remember, my beautiful souls, that we are all visionaries. We just have to figure out where we excel!

Monday, September 17, 2012

Henry Rollins' Message to Us All

I found this video via UpWorthy. I love this site. I follow them on Facebook and it's always a joy to see them in my feed. With all the negative things that are being spewed on the news, it's nice to see things covered that are uplifting. It's awesome to see the good that people are doing in the world.

Mr. Rollins is someone whom I've watched and admired for quite a few years, now. Seeing him perform his spoken word pieces is amazing. In this video, he addresses "young Americans," but I think everyone can take something away from this video, to follow one's dreams single-mindedly.

Check this man out. My husband and I adore him. (I also have a signed poster from him that a friend in Colorado obtained for me. It's him congratulating me on my nuptials and it was a wedding gift. I consider it one of my coolest possessions.)

Without me gushing over this man further, I give you "Letter to a Young American: Part 1."

If you like interesting talks, also check out the site Ted. You won't be disappointed. In fact, I'll probably be linking some of my favorite videos from there to this blog, in the future.

Sometimes we all need a little encouragement or someone to hold the torch for us as we walk our path. Today, I send you illumination.

Be well, babies. And, remember that we're all visionaries. We just have to figure out where we excel.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Visionary Friends: Article

One of my Visionary Friends has been featured in the Indianapolis Star newspaper for his art. I can't express enough how proud I am of him. Expressing himself creatively has really changed his life and it seems as if he's "come alive."

Read the article here!

Again, three cheers for Andrew and I hope that you'll keep creating and inspiring others to do the same.

Remember, babies, we're all visionaries. We just have to figure out where we excel!

Friday, September 14, 2012

Driving Onward with Visionary Vehicles

My entire life, I've driven Cadillacs. My first car was a Coupe DeVille named Cherlindrea.


Later, I had a strawberry red Seville named Joan. I got voted 2nd place in the "Best Car" catagory, my senior year of high school.
Joan, the Seville, and I

The last Cadillac of mine was Janet, an black STS.


Thursday, September 13, 2012

Twitter & Facebook

Visionary Bri is now on Twitter and Facebook. I invite you to follow me for interesting quotes from my life, giveaway promotes and inspiring ideas delivered right from me to you, daily. Feel free to Tweet or message me, as well.

I look forward to hearing from you!

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Skydiving Samadhi: Episode 1

 Samadhi (def) --a non-dualistic state of consciousness in which the consciousness of the experiencing subject becomes one with the experienced object i n which the mind becomes still, one-pointed or concentrated while the person remains conscious. In Buddhism, it can also refer to an abiding in which mind becomes very still but does not merge with the object of attention, and is thus able to observe and gain insight into the changing flow of experience.  Wikipedia

In the summer of my 20th year, my parents took me down to the Richmond Boogie, the second largest skydiving event in the world. My father has always enjoyed planes and air shows, so I had been taken to a number of them in my youth.

All afternoon, we sat in lawn chairs and watched people fall from the sky. Starting way up high, you could hardly see the plane, let alone the people as they began their dives. Slowly, a dark dot would come into focus, no bigger than a bug. "There!" My father would tap my shoulder and point up into the blue. The dark dot got bigger and, soon, a brilliantly colored blossom of parachute would unfurl. The diver slowly and gracefully floated down towards us, landing as a full-sized human on the air field.

Skydiving Samadhi: Episode 2

Finally, it came my group's turn to dive. Divers were loaded in the plane. We sat in a long line, legs outstretched, almost in each others' laps. I was in my Senior Masters' lap. The plane, to me, looked like the plane in Indiana Jones and The Temple of Doom that carried Dr. Jones to India. I could almost hear the chickens squawking over the engines.

There was a wave of excitement that swept over everyone as the plane began to taxi to the runway. I calmed my nerves, looked out the window and prayed. "Great Spirit, I'm going to fly, today. Please take me in your hand and bring me safely back to Earth." This prayer would continue until my moment of truth.

Skydiving Samadhi: Episode 3

Back to Episode 2

At first, I wasn't sure I was out of the plane. The first couple of seconds of free-fall stretched into what felt like minutes of nothing but blackness and the feeling of wind on my face. I had no awareness of falling, no concept that I was strapped to another human being. It was nothing but tranquil being. Then, I opened my eyes.