In my little town of Samara, Costa Rica things like chalkboard paint are hard to come by. So when I decided the wall in my home entrance/kitchen needed painting I made a concoction based on a recipe I found online. I mixed black paint from the local ferreteria with equal parts tile grout.
The wall has become an evolution revolution with each month creating an inspiring message. Everyone who enters my home is encouraged to write or draw anything their soul craves. No matter how many people write on the board or how unconnected the board may seem at first, by the end of the cycle, it always flows in poetic form.
Every New Moon no matter how fabulous the message or artwork, I read the board aloud and then I erase the wisdom. It is teaching me, this wall, it is teaching me about connection, nowing, letting go and reflection.
The chalk sits out in a coconut shell for all who visit and the only rule is you must use no judgement. Allow the freedom to alter, add and even erase. The connection is uncanny when you see what we co-create. Monthly, with no effort at all, like only nature knows, a full moon of wisdom evolves on my wall.
My friend Rebecca and I once wrote “Nowing” on the board. We made the word up in celebration of the synchronicities occurring. When something amazing happens we joyfully proclaim, “Nowing” as we laugh in past’s face. The term reminds us that modern-day miracles are occurring in this Now. They can’t be seen in a hurry. And honey, you can’t perceive them under worry. Nowing reminds me to stay in ease to receive.
Erasing the board is difficult. Many amazing people, I may never see again because I live in a tourist town, have visited my home and left priceless art and messages. Once a month I reflect on the wall, then take a deep breath to wash it all off.
A wall, I have fallen in love with a wall. It is by far the healthiest love I’ve known. Together we learn, we laugh, we cry and say goodbye. We Now. We allow. We co-create. We reflect. We connect. We let it all go. We know whatever gets placed in our space we are free to change, evolve and even erase.
I wake each day with the sun eager like a child. It is not so much a belief in anything anymore but a vacuum of no belief space… like an empty chalkboard just begging for life to draw, evolve and erase. – Juls ❤
Juls lives in Costa Rica where she finds her inspiration in nature. She is the author of her award-winning memoir, The Year of The Frog, a very adult fairy tale come true about her own journey seeking love.
Her newest book to be published soon, PachaMama Prattle is her most creative endeavor combining her love of nature, meditation, poetry and art.
Find her author works on Amazon under her pen name “Juls Amor”, a name she chose to honor her soul and her Mother’s maiden name “Love”.
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