Ah, so timid. I have longingly looked at this mechanical bull called creativity. Wishing to ride it with all my childlike wanting. Jump on with crazy abandon, see and feel the rush. And my over thinking parent says, “oh you’ll hurt yourself”. And so I try to look away, turn my music up loud, get distracted, assuage my frustration with wine or communications. But it’s still there waiting for me to climb on. So I did.Day One of One Creative week
This week I have joined the creatively empowering and lovely talented duo, Danielle and Andrea of Crafting Connections, for a one week collage challenge called One Creative Week. And boy howdy, my brain is so very happy. Funny how the joining of a group and accountability thing always gets me going. Great for exercise (number one motivator says all the exercise gurus) and great for building community on Instagram. Day Two of One Creative Week
In this case, great for me and my esteem. Because the only true authentic me is the one who’s making stuff. Bad stuff, good stuff, doesn’t matter. I am full when I make. I can not live without it. And I adore collage. I am so grateful to have caught wind of this because people, this is breakthrough territory.
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