Take a Break

When times are chaotic and crazy, and we feel powerless to do anything about the pain we see and feel in the world around us, it’s easy to overwhelm to the point of shutdown. Times are like that now. When I feel myself getting spun out, pulled into the drama of life in these times, I consciously choose to take a break, recharge and regroup.

It’s like when I am doing a time sensitive project. I work like crazy to get it all done, and although frazzled and frayed, my mind commands me to keep going, going, going. I will catch it, just in time before collapse, and force myself to rest, to relax and meditate. I often fall into a deep sleep for a few minutes then, awakening fresh, revived, and energized. The time I allow myself is a gift not for me but for the project at hand, which still usually gets completed on time or sooner, despite my mind’s fear about taking that break.

I encourage you in the midst of all your doing, and praying, and worrying about the plight of the world to occasionally stop, lay it all down, and retreat deep into source to be replenished. How do I do that? I rest, breathing deeply in and out a few times as I let my body sink into the comfort of my bed. I cover myself with a blanket, soft and arm. I float, and then I sink deeper and deeper until I find the light of source deep within. I let go, I listen, I rest, and I arise emanating more light to shine on those I love. Taking some time for yourself today may be the best thing you can do for the world around you.

Wishing you peace, light and love,
Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

Just Breathe

I sat in that waiting room contemplating the possibilities, the completely different paths that could momentarily be put in front of me by the revealing of my test results. In that moment, the results of my biopsy for endometrial cancer were present, in the hands of my doctor, but still unknown to me. They were like Schrodinger’s test results- the reality of a positive or negative outcome both absolutely real in that moment. Until spoken aloud to me, it could go either way. Anxious from a week of waiting, I sat there focusing on the positive outcome, affirming and seeing it come out the way I wanted it to. Then something interesting happened. I let go of expectation, and just trusted that whatever happens will be exactly the right thing and will lead me to what is in my highest and best good.

I was called back to the doctor’s office. I think every single part of my body was tense as I sat down in the hard, wooden chair across from his desk. He told me that the results were back and that they were negative. It took a moment for that to set in. I relaxed then, melting from an icicle into a stream, and for the first time in a week I was able to really breathe.

I am usually pretty good at the breathing thing. I have had my children breathe through emotional and physical traumas too numerous to mention, have breathed through childbirth, grief and loss. I have breathed through love and pain. This was a particularly challenging one, and it was difficult to get there. I should have written it all over my life last week, BREATHE on sticky notes in my car, on my bathroom mirror, on the window by the sink, on my computer. BREATHE, just breathe, and make it through this very moment, and then the next, and it will be okay.

I will try my best to remember the importance of breath, today and every day. I encourage you to go ahead and write those BREATHE sticky notes and put them everywhere. It’s like they say on an airplane- put on your own oxygen mask before helping others. When life begins to feel like a slow motion plane crash about to happen, BREATHE first, then get busy. I am so grateful that I can breathe easily again.

With a big breath and a sigh of relief,
And love,


Photo by Eli DeFaria on Unsplash

The Power of Surrender

I received some unexpected news a few days ago, like really out of the blue news and it threw me for a loop. In the quest to figure out my severe anemia, I was sent to a gynecologist, an ultrasound revealing a non-fibroid thickening in my uterus. This doctor casually told me that I needed to have a biopsy to check for cancer, and most likely a hysterectomy to quell the anemia. Hysterectomy I saw coming, but cancer? WHAT? I got caught up in the whirlwind of it all for a couple days, feeling desperately out of control, suddenly robbed of my peace of mind and the illusion that I have any control over anything ever. I immediately tried to take control of my circumstances, obsessively troubleshooting, planning and figuring out every eventuality. My immediate thoughts were of my family, and how to keep all of the wheels rolling and plates spinning no matter what.

I was terrified. I was afraid of being dependent, weakened, and compromised, unable to care for myself for even a little while. The more I tried to figure everything out, the worse it got. Then, two days later an epiphany- my power lies not in control of the situation but in control of how I react to it. I chose to view the situation as a gift, an opportunity to let go of physical and emotional pain that has built up in my body. I was able to let go of trying to figure it all out right now, and trust that it will all work out in divine right order. I have a feeling that when the biopsy is done, all will be fine. I will have the hysterectomy and let go of all the sad memories along with my scarred uterus. The happy memories I will keep- my beautiful living children. My power will be in starting over, freshly.

The world is an overwhelmingly crazy place lately for many of us. It is easy to feel powerless. Remember to breathe, pulling your attention into your heart and into gratitude. Our power lies there, in the light of love. Keep loving no matter what, for the Earth and her inhabitants need it now more than ever.

Loving you all, powerfully,


Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash

Light in the Darkness

I haven’t felt like writing lately. I never know what to write when I am mentally, physically or emotionally down. In those times, annoyed and berating my lack of ability to just ‘get over’ whatever has me down, it is difficult to see how I could possibly make a difference. Was this something I was taught or absorbed as a child? Or as an adult, studying consciousness and transformation? It doesn’t help that healers are often held to a higher, unrealistic standard to display positivity, light and love even when we humanly hit rough patches.

As a reserved introvert, this sort of thinking sends me deeper within myself until I eventually turn the tide. This time, however, I am determined to take a different approach; writing anyway, creating anyway. Isn’t that what art is all about? Only having been taught to hide all of the negatives, it is difficult to think of splashing them about for all to see.

I am reminded of a lesson in authenticity I learned when I participated in a theatre workshop a few years ago. We five women each drew from our lives to create sketches which we then performed together. My portion dealt with the struggle to balance all of my responsibilities as a mother and wife before making my way to the symbolic cup of paint brushes, which I never actually made it to. At one point, the other women, portraying my children, climbed all over me, their voices escalating and bringing an all too familiar feeling up from my own life. I looked pleadingly at the teacher and said, “Help! They aren’t listening to me!” His response was, “Well make them!” I proceeded to subdue them with frustrated screaming. It felt horrible, exposing my dark side like that, but also human, authentic and real. When we performed the piece in front of an audience it was liberating to share humanity that they could relate to.

I am writing today and it is making me feel better. I will go home and do some crafting. Perhaps soon I will find the courage to make some real art that exposes more of my humanity, grief and pain, loss, love, passion, magic, mystery, and the eternal light of the spirit. Next time you are down, I hope you will have the courage to keep creating, for all of the darkness and light of your being is beautiful, precious and irreplaceable. 

In love and light,

We Told You So! Doing a Craft or Art IS Stress Relief

Stress-related hormone cortisol lowers significantly after just 45 minutes of art creation

This is the title of a great new article we are featuring that discussed a study dome by Drexel University.  Here's the beginning of the article.  You can follow the link above or below for the entire article. Now go schedule your 45 minutes a week. :-)

Whether you’re Van Gogh or a stick-figure sketcher, a new Drexel University study found that making art can significantly reduce stress-related hormones in your body.

Although the researchers from Drexel’s College of Nursing and Health Professions believed that past experience in creating art might amplify the activity’s stress-reducing effects, their study found that everyone seems to benefit equally.

“It was surprising and it also wasn’t,” said Girija Kaimal, EdD, assistant professor of creative arts therapies. “It wasn’t surprising because that’s the core idea in art therapy: Everyone is creative and can be expressive in the visual arts when working in a supportive setting. That said, I did expect that perhaps the effects would be stronger for those with prior experience.”

The results of the study were published in Art Therapy under the title “Reduction of Cortisol Levels and Participants’ Responses Following Art Making.” Kendra Ray, a doctoral student under Kaimal, and Juan Muniz, PhD, an assistant teaching professor in the Department of Nutrition Sciences, served as co-authors.

“Biomarkers” are biological indicators (like hormones) that can be used to measure conditions in the body, such as stress. Cortisol was one such the hormone measured in the study through saliva samples. The higher a person’s cortisol level, the more stressed a person is likely to be...

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Being a Light in the World

There are so many ways to be a light for someone else, and we are celebrating this concept this week. A while back, we had a table at a boutique where we invited people to make necklaces to be donated to a local charity, or to make a cash donation if they wanted to make one for themselves. We thought we'd have a few to donate to a good cause, and we ended up with somewhere around 50 necklaces plus a good amount of cash to give to the Domestic Violence Center of Santa Clarita.

We thought they would be a nice thing to give to women who were probably in one of the darkest times of their lives. The center chose to make them part of what each participant receives when they complete a 16 week education course through the center. We had no idea how much these small gifts would mean to these women. They were so liked, that DVC requested we provide more, so we had our first Necklace Night with them, where a group of volunteers, learned about the center, learned how to make necklaces, and had fun. 

We also had no idea when we started this what the process of creating these gifts would mean to the women making the necklaces. It was very emotional for some, and all were carefully planned and assembled with the recipients in mind - women most of us do not even know. As it turns out, these efforts bring light to us all, and strengthen our communities. Know we were all smiling all evening long. This group of light made about 80 necklaces that night!

We encourage you to look for ways to be involved wherever you are, and to remember that no kind gesture is too small.  Pay it forward at the Starbucks drive through, let another driver merge in, thank the grocery bagger for their help. And be sure to absorb the light you get back in return.

Love and Light,
Ann and Karen

P.S. For more information about Domestic Violence Center of SCV or Domestic Violence services, please follow this link.  

Photo by David Pentek on Unsplash

Are You Behind?

We've had several subscribers write to us because they are getting behind in doing their monthly craft kits. NEVER FEAR!  And for sure we don't want you to let your Divine You Crafts subscription become a source of stress. That would be the opposite of our intentions for you and your fabulous life.

So we have some thoughts  for you:

1) You deserve to set aside one small block of time each month for yourself.  When we do our crafting classes monthly for each kit, they typically take three hours or less. Of course you are welcome to spend longer doing these wonderful activities, and we do encourage that. But the point here is that we believe you are entitled to schedule two to three hours a month, preferably with a friend, to do your kit and allow yourself to:

  • unplug from routine
  • connect to your soul
  • relax and enjoy
  • get lost in creating
  • explore an activity and yourself.

Don't you agree? Schedule it now!

2) If you have one (or two or three) of those months where life conspires to derail you, and you find you cannot catch up, you always have the option go into your Cratejoy account and move your renewal date out a month.  This means you will:

  • skip a kit
  • have a break
  • and hopefully, use the month to do some you have been saving.

We'd much rather you skipped a month or two than cancel your subscription. The past kits are usually available in the shop, if there is ever one you skip that you decide you want, or if there is one you want another of for yourself or a gift.  Some do sell out, but we think it's better to skip a month than feel guilty or overwhelmed. So cut that out right now!

3) Invite a couple friends over and have a catch up party.  Catch up on each other's lives, and catch up on your crafting. Everyone can do a kit, you can combine them, you can trade them around, and you can have a ball. The kits will be happy you are using them, and you will be honoring this month's theme of PLAY with your besties.

Remember, It's all about being conscious, crafting, and living well.

Love, Karen