Art is in the eyes (or ears or fingers or mind) of the beholder.
We cannot predict or control someone’s reactions to our creations. We have no control over whether someone considers our work as “art.” (Replace “art” with whatever qualifier you use to say your work is “good.”)
We only have control over what we create and how we go about it. Ground yourself in the WHY you are creating and leave the the judgement and ranking to those who don’t know better.
It is so hard to parent a toddler because, frankly, they are selfish.
Everything is about me, Me, ME!
However, a toddler’s selfishness is without a doubt a necessary survival mechanism.
Somewhere between toddlerhood and motherhood, we are taught that selfishness is very, very bad.
Prioritizing our own needs and survival is deprogrammed out of us. Putting ourselves first is seen as selfish. It is deemed unnecessary. Indulgent. Superfluous.
Instead, martyrdom becomes the norm. Moms are expected to give from an empty bucket.
But what if returning to selfishness is the key? What if selfishness is your survival mechanism?
When I think of the qualities of the feminine, of Yin and of nature, there is an ease to it.
A natural flowing of season to season…of river to sea…of moon to moon.
As women, we are a microcosm of nature as our flowing cycles match the cycles of the moon…as our curved hips match the fertile hills of the earth.
Knowing this, others may expect us to go with the flow – but whose flow is it?
We need to be discerning of who we flow alongside and protect and preserve our flow.
When I worked for a commercial architecture and civil engineering firm, I learned that architecture is very intentional.
As the architect, you have to consider the whole experience of all the types of people who will occupy the space. This includes what they see when they walk in, how they flow through the rooms, where the entrances and exits are, and so on.
It requires a lot of up front thinking because once you start pouring the foundation, framing and putting up walls, it is a whole lot harder to change things.
Lucky for us humans, as architects of our lives, we get opportunities to re-design whenever we want. Sure, sometimes it feels like change is the equivalent of demolishing a perfectly fine building, but what if your intention is to plant a new forest on that land?
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Haven’t ever architect-ed your life before? Don’t worry – that funny feeling is normal. This isn’t something that they teach us in school.
I’m excited to offer you the opportunity to be the architect of your life this Saturday, January 23rd, with Your Word, Your Year, a class where soulful moms get back in touch with their dreams and the things that move them.
January is the perfect time to pour a new foundation for the year.
With intention and a dash of magic, set forth a new design for your 2021. No, it’s not too late.
Learn more here.
It feels easier to trust others than to trust ourselves.
After all, if something goes wrong, we can shed any responsibility of the outcome and blame the other person.
However, if we were to trust ourselves, we’d only have ourselves to blame.
Is that the reason we choose not to trust ourselves?
Because we are afraid of being wrong and having a finger pointed at us?
What if we separate being “right” or “wrong” from the act of trusting ourselves?
What if we see trust as a practice, like meditation, that unto itself is independent of the outcome?