The Type Of Honesty That Comes After Two Bottles Of Wine
Lezz Be Honest...
We're Drinking The Artist's Way KoolAid
This is the story about how it all began.
On pre-COVID Winesdays (which if you didn’t know is exactly like it sounds…Wednesday where we drink more than our fair share of wine) Cara with a C started stopping by at the end of the night with a Pop Pie and an update. She was reading this book called the Artist’s Way with a small class of strangers (and the meeting spot was next to the Pop Pie Co). She told us about her class and she would always say to me “I’d think you’d really like it” and I didn’t really understand what she was talking about…Is it a book? Is it a class? What are all these art projects on the shared patio? I’m confused.
Fast forward a few months later to COVID times and shockingly, we were out on the patio drinking wine one night and the conversation turned to Artist’s Way. Cara with a C had completed the class and always spoke highly of it. I still didn’t understand. But several people in our friend group were undergoing some life changes and I think the Artist’s Way piqued their interest. Then all of a sudden, Artist’s Way was everywhere. Danielle started reading it with a handful of her friends from home. Then Allison starting it with her best childhood friend. And I’m looking around feeling very left out, because after all, even though I still don’t really know what it is, Cara said I’d like it, I said I wanted to do it, and now everyone is doing it without me.
Fast forward a couple weeks and we are out on the patio drinking wine and everyone is talking about how much they love Artist’s Way and what week they are on and is super excited and happy. And I was just sad and left out. That night after everyone left, I decided to order the book online and I was just going to read it by myself because you don’t have to do it with a group. The book arrived a couple days later. Around the same time, E.G. came by for something and said “Oh and by the way I ordered that book everyone was talking about.” “Artist’s Way?! Me too. Let’s do it together.” #synchronicity Leanna joined us and caught up the second or third week in. Then there were three.
So what is the Artist’s Way? It is an amazing and unique book by Julia Cameron to connect (or reconnect) with your creative self. It is broken up into chapters with one chapter for each week. Each week/chapter has a different theme that is the focus of the week’s short reading and list of recommended tasks to complete during the week. The two additional tasks are Artist’s Dates which are recommended to complete once a week and Morning Pages which is a daily free-form journaling. Artist’s Dates have become my favorite thing and it is making time for yourself by planning a special date for just you. I would say Morning Pages are the biggest commitment. It is three hand-written pages of stream of consciousness journalling each morning, first thing after you wake up. For me, I really latched on to Artist’s Dates, I would say the other two are better at doing Morning Pages. The task list at the end of each chapter are quite a range of things to complete. It’s recommended to do as many as you can. For each of us, we found that some spoke to us and some didn’t, so we did the ones we wanted to and had time for, and it turned out we would usually have some overlap between us as well as some items that the others didn’t choose that week. We finished the book several months ago but have still been meeting weekly and checking in on our Artist’s Dates, Morning Pages, and other homework that we assign ourselves and want to be held somewhat accountable for. I truly believe if you read the book and commit to the associated self-work, it can be life-changing.
At this point, I’m definitely drinking the Artist’s Way kool-aid. Give me a bottle of wine and I will tell you about the Artist’s Way for an hour. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. The three of us get together for a weekly Book Club which is secretly a Drink Wine and Talk About Our Week Club. Good things always happen when we open a second bottle of wine. Lezz be honest, the last time that happened, we decided to start a group blog project.
At first I was sad that I was left out. But reading the book helped me realize that it was supposed to happen this way and I learned from it. Artist’s Dates have made me so independent which was crucial during quarantine. And I think the others have also grown and learned from the work we’ve put into our daily and weekly assignments.
The moral of the story is that the Artist’s Way will come to you when it’s your time. It has affected us all differently and each of us has grasped on to different aspects of the books and it’s teachings to help us grow as individuals. And we are lucky that we also get to enjoy it and share our experiences together as a group.
This week, we are starting the Listening Path, also by Julia Cameron. Stay tuned.
- Kara
Lezz Be Honest...
Tacos. Just Tacos.
Some days things just fall into place. Things you plan for, things you stumble upon, and they leave you thinking, ‘that was a good day!’ I had a day like that recently and it started with a trip to the DMV, which makes it more unbelievable.
To set the scene, I’m a recent transplant to San Diego from the East Coast and was applying for my CA license. A new license/Real ID is one of the few things that you can’t do online & I had already attempted this feat once with no success-a two-hour wait around the building to be turned away before getting to the ‘real’ line-so I was not starting my day with a lot of optimism.
However, much was learned from attempt number one, and getting in line before you leave your house is an amazing trick. I was called to check-in before I even arrived which gave me the opposite level of stress from the previous trip. “Am I going to miss my turn?” “Why is there no parking in this lot?” (The only criticism of this entire venture) I checked in easily. I brought extra ID options just in case. I got moved onward to the second piece of tape right before the door. It was really happening. I hadn’t been this close before. My whole experience was over within an hour and there was much more comedy than tragedy, so five stars all around.
High on my success I drove downtown to pick up some work-I moonlight as a letter stuffer-and I happened upon a 9 hour parking meter. There are so many layers to this discovery. One: I’ve been feeding a meter every two hours when downtown, and two: the rate is for some reason cheaper than directly across the street. This is realized because it charged me til 6 pm with no option to lessen. I wasn’t too torn up because, like it said, it was cheaper than usual.
I got my work with 2 hours to spare. What to do? Google fun food. Within 3 blocks I located Lola 55 - Tacos & Cocktails. The menu looked interesting - not your run-of-the-mill combinations. I ordered the Squash Blossom Relleno and Mesquite Chicken tacos to go. The wait was enjoyed on a velvet couch that would’ve looked lovely in my apartment. It’s interesting taking in the aesthetic details of a near-empty Covid eatery.
My tacos were individually packaged in pie pans with clear tops. Never have I seen such care taken to not squash the toppings. The presentation was impressive to the point that I didn’t recognize them as tacos. Was this a decorative array of ingredients on top of polenta? No, that was a soft corn tortilla. This was an elevated taco experience. I found the nearest paper to jot notes, trying to find words other than ‘good’ and ‘really good’ to describe this heaven.
The mesquite chicken was juicy chunks, not shredded, seasoned and grilled. There was chincharron on top for crunch and sound effects, and crisp cucumbers that offered refreshment while my lips were tingling. There were so many layers, literally and figuratively, and all that goodness was perched on top of coconut rice.
The squash blossom relleno had a much richer and creamier vibe. The almond ‘cream cheese’ and avocado mousse blended well and the beet soyrizo added some tartness and texture. I was really very happy with myself when finished, as if I had contributed to the creation of these majestic tacos and not just been just a mere consumer.
In summary, Lola 55 crafts a taco you want to spend time with and see again. They’re pretty and complex; far from boring and won’t break the bank. I left hoping that someone else rolled into my good fortune and enjoyed the hour I left on the meter and potentially a taco.
*Since this experience a month ago, I’ve returned to Lola 55 and tried the Carnitas taco. If I had more than two thumbs, it would get those too. And though I’ve gotten more tacos, I’m still waiting for my license…