Kelsey Beth Creates

A sweet soul reached out to me to plan a special date night Color Meditation for her hubby! I absolutely love these private events, because I get to take my time and make it extra magical. I feel so.dang.grateful. that Spirit chose me for this work, and that I have maintained the resilience I needed to trust the value of my intention through my darkest hours.

I do this simply because I must! And yes, I get soooo much personal benefit from every workshop I lead. The emotional release and internal transformations I and my participants receive is unexplainable.

Curious? Interested? Intrigued?

I can only energetically handle a couple of these workshops per month. DM me to plan your private Color Meditation and lock in your date!

The third (and final) flower in this series! I painted an Iris to represent trust, and you can find the corresponding poem on my website!

While you’re there, you may decide to purchase the whole book for you and a family member who is in need of a reminder of the power they hold within them.

There are just 42 preorders left and that’s really exciting! Pre-orders available until January 31st. Get yours while you can! Thank you soooo much, I am so grateful! 💜

Sending all the sunflower energy to you today!

I’m feeling a little sad and deeply honoring that. I keep saying to myself, “okay today’s a sad day and I can accept that.” How do you help yourself deal with hard feelings?

This piece is in my new Incantations of the Present art and poetry book! The accompanying poem is about how nature supports us in the process of becoming our true selves, and I made sure to get a little time outside today even though it’s cold.

Check out my website to read the poem and purchase your copy of Incantations of the Present! 6 sold, 44 more to go! 🎨💜

I have been feeling pretty glum, and I am SUPER EXCITED to hold a Color Meditation this Sunday because I know I really need it to get back in alignment with my deep self.

My dad told me he was looking forward to it, because he’s been really wanting to do another one— that made me feel amazing! He’s done at least 4 workshops with me, and it’s brought us so much closer and way more capable of communicating with each other.

I want this for you and your loved ones too! If you’re just chillin this Sunday at 12 am central, I highly recommend investing in yourself and signing up to experience the Color Meditation firsthand.

Check it out! 🎨💜 Color Meditation (on-line)

3 of my biggest Color Meditation workshops this year! 💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽 I’m so proud of myself for all ir accomplished with this practice.

You can’t understand the impact until you try it!

Come connect with yourself at the last Color Meditation (on-line) of the year on December 10th! 🎨💜

One week until our online Color Meditation! This is the last workshop of 2024. Sign up now to connect with yourself and your loved ones like never before. 🎨💜🧘‍♀️🧘‍♂️

So zen on the night we burned the man 🔥📸

PS fire night at manna tonight 💃🏽🔥

I DID A MURAL AT HULA!!!

I was gunning so hard for a surprise mural and I finally got it on Wednesday afternoon before the fest began… and BOY did I regret it! It was so much space. So much paint of my own supply. I was so worried I’d end up with an ugly power box and ruin my reputation as an artist among the greats but I pulled it off with flying feathers and fur!

I pushed my skills, learned a bit about spray paint, and I got to celebrate this uplevel with so many people during the event. It was hard but I loved it! So so so grateful for my colleagues faith and celebration for me.

Words can hardly encompass the sense of satisfaction I feel coming off

and right now it feels false to even try so I will leave you with these photos from my Color Meditation and a message to all the brave souls that attended.

Ya’ll blew me away with your willingness to cry openly, to smile even when it was hard, to yell out affirmations that felt like a knife to the heart. I am so so so grateful to hear all your stories about how the workshop impacted you. I seriously love you deeply and am proud of you beyond belief. This s**t is hard, and this one especially took a LOT from me. I feel exhausted and happy and fulfilled and aligned. This workshop means everything to me, and my heart is overflowing from the shower of love I received all week(end).

Thankful to for seeing the value in my offering and bringing the Color Meditation to for the first time!

Huge gratitude to and for the amazing sound healing and .er for all her assistance with both the workshop and my spiritual, mental, and physical health.
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Thank youuuu to everyone who showed support and love on my last post yesterday. I spent the evening on a new painting with Spirit Lake going up all around me, and I kept laughing to myself that oh— I’m here. I get to be here, making art because… I deserve it! Phew. I rode that wave of fear like a champ yesterday, and I feel so proud!

Today I’m setting up my gallery space and will be adding a figure to this painting. My first reference photo is one of my friends! Wonder who it’ll be? 👀🎨

I immerse myself in the deep work of feeling worthy. I am crying as a write this, because I am struggling with that right now. A friend asked me yesterday if I ever tell myself, “I belong here,” and that’s what I keep repeating to myself now. I belong here. I belong at Hulaween. I deserve to show my art in the gallery. I am prepared. I have enough. I am enough.

I am so f*cking scared of messing this up for some reason. In all the events I’ve done, I have never felt this. I am so scared. Scared that I didn’t bring enough art, that I didn’t bring the right tools, that I won’t hit the deadline, that I didn’t bring enough canvases for my workshop, that I won’t sell any art or I’ll sell too much and have nothing to restock. These thoughts are wild.

But I deserve this! I belong here! I follow my intuition and receive the deepest magic. That magic has led me here, just 2 years after the desire was birthed. It took me 2 years to go from volunteer to gallery artist and workshop host. I am meant for this!

I am showing my art next to some of the most talented and dedicated artists I’ve ever met… and they think I deserve to be here too.

God, this feels so freaking huge. I am terrified! And gratified! And crying. I want to hide myself at the same time that I want to bare it all.

I’m meditating and journaling and working and curling up in a ball and crying and doing it all over again. I’ve got this. I deserve this. I belong here.

Thank you Spirit for all that you do. What’s the best that can happen?

Shout out to my dad David Robb!!! First of all, he made me so great job. But more importantly, he shaped me. He taught me to trust myself and to trust Spirit, even when he didn’t totally understand what I was doing. He has supported me in every dream I’ve cooked up, and the lesson I get from that is invaluable— the people around you deeply impact your life. In all my darkest moments, my dad has been the one to pick me up, to remind me of all I’ve accomplished, to throw some money at bills, and always with this unyielding faith that I’m.going.to.make.it.

Today I received the MAP of the official HULAWEEN ART GALLERY because YA GIRL gets to showcase her paintings during all weekend!!!!!!

It literally just hit me right now how huge this is. I MADE IT! That’s how I feel: smugly grateful. Because I know how good my art is. I know how powerful my workshop is. I know how worthy I am of magical experiences, and that’s how I’ve made it all happen.

I have done my Color Meditation at the three major festivals I grew up hearing about: and now — all in ONE YEAR!!! The trifecta is almost complete!!! I’m over the moon, under the sun, and so deep in the earth with gratitude!

Please come interact with my art, bless it with your vibes, and leave me a loving message. Of course I’ll be live painting too so I’ll be all over the place. I typically paint at the amphitheater, and I’ll be at the as well.

Giant thanks to for bringing me on as a featured artist and workshop host.

I couldn’t have done any of this without all of you cheering me on, sharing my work, buying my art, contributing to all my travels. I love you so much!!!

Absolutely stunning photos from the last Self-Care Saturday! Next one in November is celebrating their 4th anniversary!!! Be sure to check out all the healing offerings at
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Let’s say I walk up to your campsite and ask your crew to do a color meditation before whipping out tiny canvases and paintbrushes from my trench coat.

Would you say yes?

*digital design made using an image of the painting I made at Hulaween last year*

I just ordered a pillow with this design on it and I feel so excited about it! Would you buy a Shine pillow?

What else should I put on bedding?

Share a sweet memory with me and I’ll be the happiest little birthday bean! 💜💜💜

I feel insanely grateful to be who I am, where I am, doing what I’m doing, and all the reasons behind my doing. I love me!

I’m sending the biggest bear hug to everyone celebrating me today. I appreciate each and every one of you!

If you feel called to treat me to a new fantasy novel, you know what to do
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Today I celebrated by walking around Baltimore and gifting prints to sweet receivers. My heart is so full. 💜💜💜🎨🎨🎨

Happy mountain gal

I did a photo shoot with friends before the official conclave shoot at Burning Man 🔥

These last couple weeks (who are we kidding, this whole year!) has been wild and fast and so much change has happened within and without.

I got home from my summer tour after 2 months on the road. I packed up my life into two categories: storage and gift. Then I went to Burning Man, another 3 weeks of travel. I made new connections and reinforced my sense of safety in intimacy. I realized I have a lot of kings in my life, and I understand better than ever that no one will honor my boundaries if I don’t. I got strong. Strong in my body and strong in my spirit.

I felt a well of compassion open up in me at the end of Burning Man. A seemingly neverending abyss of trust is vibrating inside me, and I have ridden that wave with fumbling grace until now.

Yesterday, after 20+ hours in my car and 2 whole days of packing my life right up, I got a procedure done and am now lying in my teenaged Kelsey’s room in deep rest.

I didn’t know what to post, but I’ve been so caught up in everything that I haven’t been as present on here as I recently was. This is just a stream of consciousness for you, and I am grateful to know that you are invested in my life, my business, and well-being.

In a week, I’m back on the road and will know my results (maintaining the magic of my health). Everything is fine and normal! This is just the trigger I needed to air out my sacral chakra and release some old beliefs that are simply not true.

I love this version of me. If I never got any better, I’d be content with this. I am so so tired, and I feel lonely right now as I process everything that this procedure has unearthed in my heart, but I know Spirit is always here, supporting and guiding me to deeper truths.

Now I’m wondering how I might direct this well of compassion towards myself? I deserve this rest. I deserve this peace. This silence. I deserve whatever I want.

Happy Unicorn, a series.

The conclave dances got cancelled because of all the rain and mud, it just wouldn’t have been safe for us. This was a wild turn of events considering I DID NOT WANT TO GO TO BURNING MAN but I pushed through because I felt committed to my team.

We still got to do one performance at Camp Walter on Wednesday night before the rains! It felt totally chaotic, and I couldn’t believe we were doing our dances in front of a crowd…. then everyone told us we were amazing! I learned a lot about performing through this experience— that my job is always to just show up and have fun, knowing that I’ve got my moves memorized and I trust my team to be on point too.

I’m grateful for every shift. I truly let go of all plans and went with the flow that the burn created for me.

More stories to come! I’m excited to share. I love you. 🥰🥰🥰

PS so grateful to my friends for capturing moments of me at my first burn!

Also, I know the news made it seem like we were all screwed and being jerks to the land, but that just wasn’t my experience at all. I saw so much community support and I was consistently watching people pick up their own and other people’s moop. I’m especially proud of my crew and how clean we left our camp. Great job, seriously, all around!

LOVE and ABUNDANCE.
er this post is already making me cry. I am so so incredibly grateful to have gone on this journey with you. We laughed so hard; we supported each other when the road got stressful; we communicated like absolute queens! We cried and screamed and danced and WE WON BURNING MAN!!!

I am so proud and grateful to call you my friend and playa roommate.

With you, I learned a deeper value to authentic expression and overcommunication. You gave me space and a wide ear to express whatever was coming up in me, and I experienced immense healing in your safe embrace.

I adore you. I am in awe of you. You are grace and flow. A reminder to slow down. A reminder of what it takes to be strong. You are beautiful, gorgeous, stunning, inside and out. I love you. 💃🏽💃🏽

After nearly 3 years of going to festivals solo or just with my sister, this experience was brand new. I wasn’t alone for over 2 weeks, and it took so much for me to realize when I needed space. But this crew right here made me feel at home every step of the way. I felt like myself. I felt like I was heard and understood and valued.

For everyone in .flare , I am grateful beyond measure for this adventure. We slayed. We boogeyed. We separated and found each other again! We experienced so so so much magic together, like our performance at Camp Walter, our solo burns, our kitchen squalks, and finding each other before the man burn!!! Thank you thank you thank you thank you.

To the handovers lounge, THANK YOU. You took the best care of us and helped us integrate into our first burns with ease and trust and so much joy. I had so much fun with y’all. Thank you for receiving my gifts and returning them tenfold. I love y’all!

I burned the man this year and it was glorious.

I feel so proud of myself and how I responded to each challenge.

I’ve never felt such surrender and compassion in my life!

First burn photo shoot, first night out, .flare, muddy man. We did it!!!

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Wow. Wow wow wow. Thank you for these amazing photos

I had never done a photo shoot for fire before and I am just amazed at how beautiful these turned out.

In less than two weeks, I embark on my journey to Burning Man.

I’m in awe. I’m so grateful. Yes, I am nervous. But I trust this is exactly where I’m meant to be and so excited to experience the growth that’s coming.

What advice do you have for me???

Artist in the wild 🌱🥰 I feel so so so so happy right now.

I am loving my morning routine and wanted to share it with you!
When I wake up, the first thing I do is express gratitude for everything around me: my bed, my pillow, my family, my body, my life.
Then I do a bit of mirror work and go outside to let the sun soak into me while I read a meditation. I’m currently using “Meditations on Everything Under the Sun” by Margo Adair.
I drink a cup of cacao chai and whisper sweet nothings into my cup, and then I sit down to write my Morning Pages (“The Artist’s Way” by Julia Cameron).
This is the first thing I wrote to myself this morning—
Gosh, I love you so much. You’re so beautiful and your body feels so good under my hands. I feel such adoration when I look into your eyes. I am so proud you are mine. I love you.”
Then I move my body either with yoga or dance or a hike in nature.

This life is a dream that we create and it has taken me like 7 years to get to this gorgeous morning practice. Take a page from my book and I’m positive you will be feeling as expansive and deeply in love as I feel.

I love you.

Reminiscing about 2023 🧘‍♀️🎨🔥💃🏽😍

The Brainery bought 72 canvases for my workshop and we ran out! People were painting on paper plates and cups and then we ran out of those too!!!

An old one from 2021 💜

Had to catch a pic of and I outside our friend ‘s booth before we facilitated the Color Meditation !!!

I LOVE WHAT I DO!!! I LOVE WHO I AM!!!

Every step of the way; every decision I make; every tear and explosion of laugher, every hug and sale, every moment of doubt, confusion, sadness, horror— all of it is MY path and I feel so dang grateful to be on it.

I am opening at my own perfect pace. I am learning how to roll with it, how to trust, how to love.

It’s been exactly TWO years since I developed my Color Meditation. And do you remember how it came to me? It came to me because I finally decided to own who I am— an artist. It fell into my heart when I decided to quit teaching and follow my true desire.

Whatever it is you want to do— DO IT!!! I didn’t believe in myself until AFTER I started doing it. So just freaking do it. The world deserves to have what you offer and you deserve to share it.

I want to give a BIG piece of gratitude to my friend and assistant Kayla for capturing all these moments. This is huge for us!!!

I feel so happy and proud and wonderful.

I love you!

Did I mention how grateful I am to have received such deep rest and connection at the ? 💜🌱 I’m very excited to share more about this 2-week project I did with them!

Metamorphology

I feel an urge to change words,
because echoes lose their meaning
and I want to hold onto mine.

I mean, I am ever/evolving Spiritual mist.

I choose not to

c o n f i n e

myself.

It’s funny how libra I am
in the midst of trying not to be.

Wisps of air,
speckles of dirt.

Recombine

and ask for a new name.

Right now I am this absolute goddess.
Rigorously in love with my newness of height,
of weight, of mighty lion’s mane breath.

AHHHHH look at my tongue!

I’ll bare it all to the world
and watch it hiss back.

I fu***ng love myself

and I let all those who don’t agree
be trampled under

Foot so cute I trigger fairies when I walk.

Now I’m delusional,
fantastical,
too whimsical to take seriously.

Take seriously for what?
I am eternal
and one day
none of this
will matter
at all.

Still I choose to make matter
out of mudpies,
batter out of sludge cries.
I love to hear the tiptoe
of my nail across the drawing board.
Screech owls
break the dawning sky
on their way to greener gills.

Let go of “mine,”
I tell myself.
Let go of name,
my heart, of shame.

I breathe in deeply
when I remember
I’m allowed
to do that.