Art as a Window to the Soul: My Therapeutic Art Journey

Art as a Window to the Soul: My Therapeutic Art Journey

Before me lay an empty canvas, expansive and daunting. A whirlwind of thoughts buzzed through my mind, from gloom to optimism, creating a sense of overload. Yet serenity washed over me when my brush met the bold blue paint. Every brushstroke turned into a spoken word, each color a felt emotion, and eventually, my internal tumult metamorphosed into a radiant work of art. This marked my initial encounter with art therapy, and the odyssey was far from over.

Why Art?

Art serves as a universal language, transcending cultural and generational barriers. You don’t need to be fluent in any specific dialect to appreciate or create it. From ancient cave drawings to modern digital masterpieces, art has been a steadfast companion to humanity, open to anyone eager to express themselves through it.

Non-verbal Expression:

At times, words just don’t cut it. Deeply rooted emotions frequently yearn for an alternative way to be expressed. Art, in its various guises, serves as a sanctuary for these feelings, granting them a voice when words falter.

My Artistic Revelations:

Every art session feels like peeling layers from an onion. One piece, a tumultuous mix of reds and blacks, captured the raw intensity of a flare-up day. Another, awash in radiant yellows and soothing blues, highlighted a day filled with hope and community in our Beautifully Broken Wellness Warriors group. Each creation is a chapter in my journey, a tangible slice of my spirit.

I’ve catalogued some of these pieces HERE for those who wish to see them.

Getting Started with Therapeutic Art:

Don’t get bogged down by the need for perfection or elaborate tools. A pencil and paper can be just as therapeutic. Let your emotions guide you. There’s no right or wrong. Whether it’s abstract strokes or detailed sketches, let your emotions take the lead. Seek guidance if you need to address specific needs.

Many therapeutic art coaches like me can guide you in this journey, helping you interpret and navigate your emotional revelations.

Art is more than just colors on a canvas. It’s a dialogue between the artist and their soul. I invite you to embark on this therapeutic art journey to discover, heal, and grow. And as you explore, remember the Beautifully Broken community is here, cheering you on and sharing your revelations and triumphs.

Are you inspired to dive into therapeutic art? Join us at Beautifully Broken Wellness Warriors, where we champion self-expression, healing, and growth through coaching, art and mindfulness. [Click Here] for more information.

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From Hiding to Expressing: My Odyssey of Embracing Authentic Emotions

From Hiding to Expressing: My Odyssey of Embracing Authentic Emotions

My Odyssey of Embracing Authentic Emotions

This painting was created at a moment when I felt like I needed to focus my soul. During the process, I felt like I was pulling in all my energies and refocused them into every stroke, and once completed my soul was balanced again.

In a society that praises the “keep calm and carry on” mentality, revealing and expressing raw emotions can feel almost rebellious. But every rebellion has its origins, and here’s mine: a transition from concealed unease to genuine emotional freedom


The Masks We Wear: Hidden Behind the Facades

The initial days after my diagnosis felt like walking through a haze. As my body cried out in pain, my emotions seemed dulled, tucked away behind a facade of “I’m fine.” It was the path of least resistance—concealing my anguish, fear, and despair—thinking that my silence equated to resilience. But this wasn’t just a personal coping mechanism; it was also a cultural norm where showing vulnerability was equated with weakness, particularly when faced with something as overwhelming as chronic illness.

The Toll of Suppression: When Silence Speaks Louder

While these masks did offer a layer of protection, they came with a price. Physically, they led to escalating fatigue, mysterious body aches, and restless nights. Emotionally, it was like simmering in a pressure cooker, teetering on the edge of a dramatic explosion. Mentally, the perpetual balancing act between authenticity and facade was draining. The burden of unspoken emotions began to outweigh even the symptoms of my illness. It overtook everything, and I felt like I would never win this losing battle!

Moments of Authentic Expression: Unveiling the Real Me

The turning point was unexpected—one day, I decided to pretend no longer “I’m fine.” I would let the tears flow and words tumble out, raw and unfiltered. I would no longer say, ” I’m fine,” not to make anyone uncomfortable or to hide my discomfort like it is something to be ashamed of. To my surprise, the world didn’t collapse. Instead, I felt lighter, free from hiding, and embraced by close family and friends. That evening, I paved the way for more authentic conversations—with friends, family, and, most importantly, myself.

Nurturing an Environment for Authenticity: Creating Safe Spaces for the Heart

Cultivating an environment that fosters genuine emotional expression became pivotal. Here’s how I nurtured mine:

1. Physical Spaces: Cozy nooks at home, with all my favourite things, journals, canvases, paint, and all the artistic stuff, became my sanctuary.

2. Personal Mantras: “I owe my truth to myself” became a daily affirmation.

3. Community: Surrounding myself with people who listened and heard was vital. People who valued vulnerability as courage.

4. Emotional Check-ins: Daily self-reflection to understand and acknowledge my emotional state, even if just five minutes.

Embracing authenticity is not just about expressing genuine emotions; it’s about accepting them without judgment. It’s the realization that vulnerability is strength, pain can be poetic, and authenticity is liberating. If you’re on the brink of your emotional odyssey, know this: a supportive tribe awaits you, eager to walk beside you. Discover this and more with our Facebook Community, Creative Healing Pathways.

Until we meet again,


How Journaling Became My Clarity Compass: A Personal Dive into Emotional Exploration

How Journaling Became My Clarity Compass: A Personal Dive into Emotional Exploration

I frequently felt lost amidst a sea of emotions, searching for a guiding light to illuminate my inner realm. To my surprise, that light did not come in the form of a profound revelation but rather through the simple act of writing with a pen on paper. Join me on my exploration of journaling, a transformative journey of self-discovery, clarity, and emotional grounding.

My First Encounter with Journaling: When Pen Met Paper… Reluctantly

My initial feelings toward journaling were a blend of skepticism and curiosity. “Could pouring thoughts on paper genuinely make a difference?” I often would sit there looking at blank pages, not knowing what to write. The blank page seemed so intimidating; it was like the paper had a certain level of expectation from me. It needed to be perfect and legible, with every word spelt correctly, with proper grammar, etc….. by gully. What if someone read it?

I would sit there and overthink the process. All the swirling thoughts that were up in this crazy head of mine would suddenly come to a screeching halt! It was like they were a scared little puppy hiding behind the couch until that scary thing disappeared. I first started with writing bullet points, and then I tried recording my journal entry instead of writing it, digital journals were the next thing as it was convenient.

Finding the Right Medium: From Keyboards to Quills – My Quest for the Perfect Fit

Mobile recording and Digital journals offered convenience and a vast canvas, yet traditional journals provided a tactile, intimate connection. Mornings, I presented a fresh start, evenings a reflection. I flirted with them all, seeking my rhythm. It became apparent that the raw, uninhibited pen scribbles on paper resonated most deeply under the muted light of my bedside lamp. Eventually, I let go of the thoughts of perfectionism in my journal, realizing that there really is no right or wrong way to journal and who cares if the pages aren’t perfect really. But in the end, I found a combination of all three methods is what kept me on track!

Epiphanies on Paper and Digital: Pages Laden with Revelations

Patterns were noticed in everyday occurrences, with a recurring emotional trigger being the feeling of being overwhelmed, often associated with taking on too many responsibilities. However, it is important to note that the entries in my journal documented my resilience as I faced challenges directly. Each entry serves as evidence of my personal growth and moments of self-discovery.

The Role of Journaling in Emotional Awareness: A Mirror to My Inner World

Journaling became more than just recounting daily events. It morphed into a ritual of introspection. Seeing my feelings on the pages made me realize they were no longer abstract but tangible, allowing me to approach them analytically. Decisions felt more grounded, reactions more measured, and self-awareness heightened. The daily reflections became a compass, guiding me through the maze of emotions. Navigating through my emotional landscape, I learned so much and continue to learn a lot about myself.

To anyone teetering on the edge of journaling, I urge you to dive in. It’s a personal journey unique to every soul. There’s no right or wrong way, just your way. If you’re looking for a starting point, try this prompt: “Today, I felt… because…”. Let the ink flow and your emotions guide.

May your journal be the compass you’ve been seeking.

To learn more on how journaling can help bring emotional clarity, learn more about our Beautifully Broken Wellness Warriors Membership!

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Beautifully Broken: Finding Beauty in the Imperfect with Kintsugi

Finding Beauty in the Imperfect with Kintsugi

Have you ever heard of Kintsugi? It’s a centuries-old Japanese art form that cherishes the flaws in broken pottery by repairing it with lacquer, dusted with gold or silver. Kintsugi, literally translating to “golden joinery,” does not aim to hide the damage; instead, it highlights it, giving the broken pieces a new life and a new beauty they did not possess before they were broken.

I have a profound connection with this concept. As someone who has grappled with a chronic illness, I have felt ‘broken’ for much of my life. It was a constant, gnawing feeling that seemed as permanent as the cracks in shattered pottery.

Like a piece of pottery, I have had my share of cracks and fissures. My illness left me feeling physically shattered and emotionally drained. However, I have learned to heal my mind and soul over time. I have discovered the beauty in my ‘brokenness.’

This realization led to the birth of my company, which I fittingly named “Beautifully Broken.” It is not merely a company. It’s a testament to my journey from feeling fragmented to finding wholeness in my unique, imperfect form.

The principles of Kintsugi resonate deeply with me. This art form teaches us that nothing is ever truly broken. There is beauty in the scars, beauty in the transformation. The cracks in the pottery become the most beautiful when touched by the gold lacquer. The gold doesn’t hide the cracks. Instead, it glorifies them, celebrating the journey of the object and the resilience it has shown.

Similarly, our hardships, our ‘cracks,’ shape us into who we are. They are integral parts of our identity. Instead of hiding them, we should highlight them. We should wear them as badges of honour. They tell a story of survival, resilience, and triumph against adversity.

The global upheaval of the past years has undeniably left us all feeling ‘broken’ in various ways. But just like a Kintsugi artisan repairs a piece of pottery, we can learn to mend our wounds. We can find the strength within us to highlight these scars rather than hide them; in doing so, we can transform our lives.

Beautifully Broken aims to help people embrace their own version of Kintsugi. Our cracks, hardships, and challenges do not define us, but how we choose to repair them does. We can choose to hide them, or we can choose to highlight them, take pride in them, and let them shine with the brightness of gold.

As we move forward, remember that it is okay to feel broken. What matters is how we put ourselves back together. And in that process of healing and mending, remember to not just fix but adorn. Adorn your ‘cracks’ with gold, for they are symbols of your strength, of your journey, and of your beautifully broken spirit.

In this journey, we are not just fixing what is broken but creating something more beautiful and resilient. And this, my friends, is the essence of being Beautifully Broken.

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