2017 was an uphill climb for many people.
I wrote, I created a lot, I experimented. I learned about my limits and boundaries. I worked in my Brain often (my sketchbook), and created pages and pages of activities for my book.
I also questioned myself.
As I created and doodled and poured out my ideas and gathered resources on a page surrounding the theme of Movement, I wrote what was causing my perceived lack of movement:“My frustration of not feeling a clear path.” Next to those words, many months later I wrote, “As I design what I love to do?” The path was there, developing. I was doing what I do. What I do now. But I didn’t feel it. There was a cluster of thoughts telling me I was directionless, which had me acting crazy pulling from the air all that I could. I’ll try this, I’ll try that. It was confusing. Opposite.
It was a year of Weird Mirrors.
(Check out my full page of designing to Movement on Instagram.)
You may already be in the process of becoming. Morphing into what is next and you don’t see it. Those whispers, quiet longings. But when the Outside World doesn’t acknowledge or mirror your enthusiasm, the creative buds get cut off. You don’t follow that thread of energy.
It can be subtle whispers from your Soul.
- I want to draw on ceramics (I collect pictures on Instagram)
- I am interested in fashion design (My Pinterest has a ton of pictures)
- I would still like to make a zine, even though it seemed no one cared (I feel sad about this and yet still pulled)
- Rubber stamps fascinate me (Lots of instagram pictures gathering in my feed)
- I want to dance again (I cry when I watch dance movies)
Sometimes we don’t recognize that depressed feelings happen because we cut our Soul off. It’s leading us, and we just blew it off. We see these longings as impractical or silly. Don’t abandon yourself.
We need to be inwardly focused, not outwardly when this occurs. Don’t look to the audience, the readers, the followers. Look to what you are excited about. Block the rest out. Because if there are Crickets and the Mirror is the wrong one, at least you are filling yourself back up and leading you to true fulfillment inside.
I give you permission.
Until next time,