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Creating More Space In My Life





As someone who has been living with chronic pain and fatigue for over 8 years now, I have to constantly remind myself that these things do not define me. I can feel like "death warmed over" and still hold my fire and bring my light, in every moment.

My art reminds me that I can hold more than one thing at a time and that pain and fatigue aren't the only things occurring. My art also gives me permission to feel how I feel when I feel it. So yeah, I can paint death warmed over one day and by the next, fire and light. 

That is the magic of process art. I don't have to know where I am going with it. I don't have to create a beautiful masterpiece for someone to hang on their wall. I just move as I am authentically led, from the inside out and in stillness, the rest happens naturally creating more space in my life for new things to arrive.






Stephanie Gray is a writer, artist, process arts facilitator and creative self–discoverist.

Her main focus is working with people as they make their way through life transitions - trauma, grief and spiritual awakening - by providing suggestions on how to stay connected to self during shifting times. Stephanie combines art making, creative writing, active listening, heart-based questioning and over 20 years of her own self-discovery practice to assist individuals in living a more authentic life, cultivating awareness of their sacred selves.

Stephanie facilitates creative self-discovery in person from her home  -  Inside Out Studio - and online with folks all over the globe (The Walkabout and HeART Journaling).Stephanie is co-founder of Creative Nectar Studio

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