Don’t Worry Be Happy

Worrying dissolves and nullifies happiness. Think about it.. The day finally  comes when you’re getting that ‘well-deserved’, much needed vacation! You even  say to yourself rather convincingly, that after all these months of hard work,  You’ve earned it.

Then, there you are, basking in the shade of the royal palms, the sand  between your toes, warm sun on your face and wham! an abrupt, random bout of  worry pops into your head.. “Did I lock the door? Turn off the iron? Will the  dog, kids, house, yard.. you name it be okay? Oh.. I bet the ‘work’ at work is  piling up already.. what will they do without me?”

We learn the habit of worrying at a young age.. and notice, I said ‘habit’.  After all, we’re taught that worrying is our ‘responsibility’. As teens we’re  taught to ‘worry about our future’ – as parents we learn the art of ‘worrying  about our kids’.

Here’s the thing, worrying is a toxic ritual and it does nothing more than  dilute our joy with endless, improbable possibilities that rarely, if ever,  culminate. It keeps us in a flipflopsconstant state of denying happiness and in an  imagined need for resolutions to problems we’ve yet to have.

Ironically enough, just by thinking those negative thoughts, you  inadvertently bring them closer to you.. you reinforce the very things you’re  trying to prevent. So, why not focus on what you’d truly like to have,  especially when it’s there for the taking.. Focus on the happy, the joy and bask  in it. Don’t let worry dishearten your wonderment.

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Unconditional Love ~ A Song For The Heartist In Us All

Click here to listen to Unconditional Love by Talesha Hogan

When we stumble, we often don’t stand … Others stumble, we often stand by.  We are so innocent … falling off our feet in the dust.  We mistake the dirt and dust for who we are.
I invite you on a journey of stumbling, wobbling and standing with renewed faith. ‘Unconditional Love’ is an Epic and Interactive Musical of Life, Spirit, and Embracing that Spark within us that God never loses faith for.  ‘Unconditional Love’ is a revelry, inciting that spark in becoming a blooming bonfire!

Penned and shaped from a life of challenging experiences and triumphant breakthroughs lined with faith. Talesha urges our hearts to grasp that Love inside us with both hands.


papercut heartUnconditional Love

Well I’ve tried to measure up, I’ve stood on tiptoe
Hoping somehow maybe I would grow
And I haven’t given up on happy endings
But I realize now, we’re all just human
Cause I’ve made mistakes and I’ve shared heartaches
Even hiding the Sun finds my face


What is this Love? What is this Love?
The only kind I’m looking for, sacred and secure!
What is this love? What is this love?
The kind my heart won’t break to endure …
It’s Unconditional Love ~

Verse 2:

Well I’ve worn some other shoes that didn’t fit me
Thinking I could not relate, here in my barefeet
And I’ve painted on a smile, when mine was fading
There were places in my life, I felt like trading
Cause I’ve made mistakes and I’ve shared heartaches
Even hiding the Sun finds my face


unconditional loveLove is where you stand when all you’ve lost is close at hand
Love is what you choose when all that’s left to give is you
And I say play your part, lose your heart or you will never know
All that’s hear that wasn’t clear is now an open road
It’s indescribable, it’s unexplainable .. It’s Unconditional Love.

Written and Sung by Talesha Hogan © 2008

‘Unconditional Love’ is a performance and musical extravaganza featuring the songs and Heart-isty of this Sacred, Introspective and Precocious Woman ~ Talesha Hogan


Getting Started ~ A Heartist’s First Step

The only way to get started on something new, the only way to begin .. is by beginning, throwing yourself fully vulnerable into that first curious, awkward, fumbling, unknown, unsure step and teetering, elated that for this moment, you have neither walked or fallen.  In this moment of teetering, you simply and proudly are the momentum that has ‘begun’ and in ‘this now’ you experience no fear, no failure, no success or win .. there is just a breath of upright movement, suspended in the art of your first conscious creation, your first step!

Babies have a knack for doing this .. for pulling themselves upright on tender wobbling feet, still plumply rounded with curled toes, yet in that moment of their first step, there is no deep seated fear of what will become of their unsure feet, no pondering of the perfect footing, no mulling over what they will look like ambling toward their first fall.

They take their first risk in life with a drooling giggle and a determined smile ..  and yes, most likely they will topple this first time, but for them, it is just another momentum between teetering and stepping again.  There could be no experience of this falling, if not for the stepping, the leaping or flying .. the falling means they have stood.

I found recently that the word ‘happy’ derives from the same root as ‘to happen’.  I believe this means that to be happy, one must be fully involved and conscious in the experience of what is happening .. much like the baby being wholly present with their first step, the only step on their mind, in that moment.  You have something in your heart that calls you .. we all do.  I picture the baby’s mom or dad across the room clapping and holding their hands out toward their wobbling little one and I imagine the dream in our heart and the spirit of our own possibility reaching out to us in much the same way, cheering you, so proud of you .. anxiously awaiting your first step, saying ..  come to me!

Talesha's FeetIf you are reading this, you are a heartist in the waking .. your dream is waiting and anticipating you, however awkward and uncertain your first endearing footfall is, however tender and unsure your barefeet have become .. happiness is in the happening and it’s yours for the waking.

I wish you many messy teetering wobbles, many first determined smiles and just enough falls to know you can fly.


Take the initiative and start ~ Ecclesiastes 9:10

Remembering .. The Greatest Tool For Inspiration, Creation and Perseverance

Sometimes a little ‘remembering’ is just what we need to get our creative energy flowing and give us a little push in a new direction OR perseverance in a current one! I learned something from my first bike ride as a child that has often given me that little push and perseverance and so I share my own ‘remembering’ tenderheartedly with you in hopes that you will be inspired and quite possibly find your own ‘remembering’ in your own life, to propel your courageous bravery to forge ahead!

I could feel the tug and lag on the seat as I awkwardly coordinated steering  and peddling. “I’m going to fall” I cried out nervously, just missing the  pothole and wobbling dangerously close to the shoulder of the road and the ditch  I feared would swallow me up. “Keep pedaling, You’ve got it. I’m going to let go  now”.

“No dad.. wait.” I plead. “Okay, okay, just for a little bit longer.” I could  hear him smiling. “Just keep pedaling” I pedaled harder and found comfort in the  sound of his feet smacking the pavement as he ran along behind me, knowing he  was still there, holding on. I felt the balance of my tiny self, the wheels  turning over, the slight changes in the road’s surface, the wind blowing through  my hair, sun warming my face, the ‘safe’ freedom, dad still holding on.

And then I heard him, “See, you’re doing it all on your own” Immediately, I  wobbled “What?” Realizing the tug and lag on the seat had stopped but I could  still hear his footsteps… I looked over my shoulder to see him running a few  feet behind me, as he had apparently been doing for half a block. Then, like  metal to a magnet. I looked over at the ditch and with focused, precisional  fear, I road straight into it.

Now of course, my dad helped me out of the ditch, brushed me off and helped  me back on my bike. Tears streaming from a skinned knee but mostly a hurt pride,  I cried “I want to go home.” My dad said “Okay, ride it home, then.” I looked at  him perplexed. Why would I ever want to do that again. And with assumed faith in  me, he grabbed a hold of the back of the seat and got me going “Pedal, pedal!”  then with a shove, he let go ~ I drew in a deep breath of courage and rode and  rode ~ Wind in my hair, sun on my face. I had already wrecked and lived and with  each push of the pedal, the risk became less.

bikeThe feelings of encouragement and accomplishment swelled. I gained confidence  and independence that day along with a resilience that I wouldn’t realize until  years later when I held the back of a bicycle seat for someone else. As simple  as it seems, we all carry the lessons and values of our first bicycle ride, our  first adventure and sense of freedom. The first forward momentum that we did all  on our own, propelling ourselves and steering, our destination in our own  hands.

Looking back on your first bike ride: Did someone help you or did you go  at it alone? Were you an instant success? Did you fall down and get back  on, fall down and push it home?

Those first lessons apply to the moment you’re in now, that first piece of  evidence you gathered that meant you could do anything! Today, you have a new  adventure in your life, one that’s just waiting for you to get on and go and  once you get going, perhaps a little wobbly at first, with a little courage of a  small child. It could just be the ride of your life.


Dear Dreamer ~ Do What You Love

Dear Dreamer ~ Let the petals of what you love, lead you to what you do!

We are here to do and be what we love. Yet, we place our dreams, the things we love somewhere in the not so distant future, hoping for the time when somehow .. we’ll have worked hard enough, long enough, made enough money to propel ourselves toward, finally ..  doing what we love. We make excuses, sighting lack of time, finances etc. as reasons to keep our passions on hold indefinitely.

Well, the truth is.. You will never have more time than you do right now. Whether it’s your full-time job or a simple hobby that  you’ll only spend a few minutes doing each day ~ Doing what you love is what you’re here to do and it doesn’t take large blocks of time, planning or finances to reap the reward your spirit will feel when you’re doing it ~ the loving of it, is the reward.

flower_croppedtalesha_touched_paint_flowerEven the smallest amount of time spent doing what you love, gives you boosts of joy and sparks your zest for life ~ you’ll have a lighter step at work, enliven your romance and rejuvenate  your life. Doing something you love ~ refills and refreshes your heart.

Now you may say you don’t  know what to do, but even so, you do know what you love.  Let the petals of what you love, lead you to what you do.  Think about what inspires you, what makes you feel that spark.. and do that. If you feel there’s never enough time to paint that picture, sing that tune, learn woodworking, gourmet cooking, dancing the tango, chia pet gardening, snow ball throwing or sand castle building ~ that is exactly the time, to make time, to do what you love.  After all .. none of us are promised any more opportunity, than right here and right now.

Goodnight Dreamer ~ Good Morning, Heartist!!

What is a heartist?

I am a heartist ..
From my earliest memory, I’ve felt a calling, a tug, a dire need to express love, beauty and faith, through observation, collection and creation in all I see .. and to share that love, with all I hope to know. I still feel it and it’s why I’ve come to realize just what being a heartist is.
As a small girl, whether gathering wilted flowers (to love them back to life) ..  excavating dirt mounds in hopes of finding that special something (that someone special must have lost),  hand stitching patches on my Raggedy Ann doll where my good loving wore through to her stuffing, sifting through discarded remnants, buttons and beads at the local sewing shop and feeling sad that I couldn’t take them ‘all’ home with me, finding the beauty and possibility in broken things, seashells, a mismatched ‘anything’, a torn sheet of paper, a crumpled note and let’s not forget the forgotten, discarded and unrequited objects that were once fondly, proudly loved .. all of these, for me, were the perfect finds ~ and then there were the songs .. writing and singing melodies when a broken or hurting heart could not hear the love in the words any other way or words alone just couldn’t describe what the heart felt .. I found endless possibility in transforming another’s mundane into my masterpiece!
Create with TaleshaI always knew there was just the thing I would create, just the perfect loving I could give to something that would give it a life, a persona, all it’s own, renewed, repurposed, reshaped and worthy to someone else ~ And I believed that if I gave that ‘something’ that perfect loving, that renewal and repurposing that it would then become a gift of love, healing and renewal for anyone who held it dear and that a little touch of my heart and a little touch of faith would shine through and in that feeling, that purpose. In this .. I have never felt closer to God.
     Of course, I grew up .. but I never grew out of my love for people or my passion for creating beautiful ways to love them.
Some people may confuse this wide range of expression as ‘dabbling’ .. I often received advice along my journey, to ‘choose’ my art, to BE a CERTAIN ‘kind’ of artist .. and if there’s one thing I’m sure of .. I am certain that I have!! .. only I didn’t choose my art ..  my heart chose what my heart knew,  all along.
I am a HEARTIST <3  … simply decided and that of a very certain ‘kind’ (being a kind ‘one’)  😉
Love’s impact is my art ~ My medium is wherever my heart loves!
feet in sandAs a heartist all of my passions flourish, coincide and commune ~ I let what I love truly lead me to what I do and I hope that in some small or GREAT way my art can inspire your heart and open your curious eyes to find the heartist within yourself  ..  As everything you do, respresents the heartist in you, the heartist you have always been.
So, What is a heartist? … A heartist is you!
{haart – ist}
The combination and fruitful act and embodiment of art and heart!
[ aart ]
  1. creation of beautiful things: the creation of beautiful or thought-provoking works, e.g. in painting, music, or writing
  2. beautiful objects: beautiful or thought-provoking works produced through creative activity
  3. branch of art: a branch or category of art
[ haart ]
  1. blood-pumping organ: a hollow muscular organ that pumps blood around the body, in humans situated in the center of the chest with its apex directed to the left
  2. left side of chest: the area on the front of the human body that corresponds roughly to the position of the heart
  3. basis of emotional life: the source and center of emotional life, where the deepest and sincerest feelings are located and a person is most vulnerable to pain
Synonyms: emotion, core, sentiment, heart of hearts, mood, temperament, mind, soul, nature, spirit
Thank you for joining me along my journey here at  Talesha Touched .. Let the petals of what you love, lead you to what you do! ~ Talesha Hogan