May: Creative Expression as a Way Back to Yourself


Hi everyone,

May has arrived with that feeling of things opening up again.
More light, more movement, more energy in the air… and also more demand on our attention and time.

It can feel like everything speeds up just as something in us is trying to slow down enough to notice it.

So this month I’ve been leaning into something simple: coming back to myself through creative expression.

Not to make anything good or finished—
but to listen.
To settle.
To give whatever is here a place to land.


I’m also holding my Creative Meditation Series throughout May, if you want structured space for this.

These sessions are slow and process-based. We use art materials as a way to come back into contact with ourselves—less about making something, more about being with what’s already here.

No experience needed. Just show up as you are.

We explore letting go of outcome, noticing what’s present without trying to change it, and using the process to support regulation and ease.

Available @ the Studio in Courtenay and online. (Info link below)


About me lately

I’ve been drawn to watercolours. There’s something about them that doesn’t ask for control—just flow, and letting things move without deciding too quickly.

In the garden, I’m building a new arch that will eventually be covered in flowers. I keep thinking of it as a flower portal—something you walk through that shifts your pace, even slightly.

And I’ve been practicing not filling every gap in the day. Letting small pockets of nothingness stay open instead of turning everything into something productive.

It changes more than I expect.


If May is feeling full for you too, you’re not doing it wrong. This is often what change actually looks like—less clear shifts, more subtle movement underneath everything.

And sometimes what matters most isn’t what we make…but how we feel while we’re in it.

If you want support with that, the Creative Meditation Series is there as a place to land, rather than push through.


Hope that helps,
Lora

P.S. If you can’t make it into the studio this month, try this at home.

Set a timer for 5 minutes and just make something. Anything.

No plan, no outcome, no pressure.

When the timer ends, pause and notice how you feel… not what you made.

Any surprises? Sometimes feeling different can take just 5 minutes.


May Meditations

Get into the flow!
Simple, low-pressure, just time to create and unwind.

Virtual and/or in-studio.

“I’m Lora, a Registered Art Therapist & Artist who loves to create spaces where creativity becomes a path to insight, growth, and connection.”

info@westcoastexpressive.com | 250.726.5158 | www.westcoastepxressive.com

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