Creating Boundaries

As usual,  this is my view, an artist view, on how I am traveling through emotional illness, and a few other things that life decided to thow into the mix as well.  In this short stand on my little soap box, I will try let you peek in to my interpretation of Walls and Boundaries.

WALLS

imageWalls are built after years and years.  You can’t see though them.  Sometimes you even forget you have built a wall.  People can not get through or over walls.  They are there for a reason.  NO ACCESS.  They rarely do anyone any good.  Mostly they make bitter people.  Sometimes even socially awkward. The biggest thing I think we can agree on is they prevent us from enjoying life.

Boundaries

Boundaries are invisible yet your can see them.  Like heat waves.  You know you see them you know they are there.  You can cross them if your ballsy,  but your most likely to be told to get back on the other side. After all it’s there for your protection as well as the person who put it out there.  They allow interaction by agreeing that there are certain things that are permissible and certain things that are not. And let’s face it that’s good for everyone.

imageMy Examples of Boundaries

After 4 weeks of being flat on my back and then having to recover bit by bit, I learned a little about setting boundaries with others.  I have different boundaries for different people. I have different boundaries for different areas in my life.  They help me remain comfortable and in control of my emotions.  Since I currently deal with several one of them being health here are the health boundaries.

A.  Do not ask me how I feel

B. Do not say “Oh I’m so sorry”,  I always want to say “oh my GOD am I fucking DEAD asshole???

C. Do not tell me story of Jane, who the fuck, who had what the fuck!  It’s not my circus not my monkey!

D. Do not question me on anything my doctors and I have talked about or how I am being treated,  {Believe it or not some have been offended at this } moving on………..

E. Do No ask me what I have.  Especially if you have no relation with me, no on going friendship.  If I want you to know I will tell you end of discussion. My best friend gets that all to herself. Why?  She is that MY BEST FRIEND!

You can how ever be my friend. I always need those.  Those women who have magic, who have love to give. They have stories to tell magic to weave and healing to give.

Ask how you can be of service.   This is how you weed them out.  The talkers who just want little bits of info don’t care to  every put time in to actually make you life easier.  They just want the gossip.

Engage with me on a regular basis.  Self explanatory..

Inspire me, Self explanatory

It would not hurt to purchase my art.  (That last one is just a plug for me but it would not hurt)

This leaves me to my recent endeavor in the studio.  I have a friend that has some pugs!!

Well You can see the rest!! This little sweetie took a nose dive into some French toast one morning and looked up with  a sugar coated pug nose. Thus inspiration…….

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You can purchase this sweetie and many more wonderful works of art my yours truly.

Introducing

Marina’s Little Bean

Society6.  EdithSchmidtArt 

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One Comment Add yours

  1. Patti Salvaggio says:

    I can see the world in his/her eyes!

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