My 2016 year of Artist’s Way classes are over with a mixed feeling of joy and relief, but most endings are like that. I always learn more than I teach in these classes, and that is one of the huge reasons I keep coming back year after year. This summer group came up with a term that has resonated with me. She (and she knows who she is) calls it re-framing.
As an old picture framer even the word, re-framing appeals to me. Re-framing appears to have its roots in gratitude, but is not the same. Re-framing is taking a situation that may be difficult and looking at it from a different point of view (as opposed to my ingrained typical point of view) before reacting. It also opens up the possibility of acknowledging grief and anger unlike gratitude. Sometimes I just need to be hurt, and grieve, sometimes I feel like I am so full of emotional scar tissue I am running out of the ability to be empathetic with others and myself.
This week, I have officially rejected the newest round of old tests that they use to determine how much more heart function I have lost. I am re-framing my health, re-framing my life.
"From Me to You" Janis Ian