Something clicked back on in me this morning. Early March…. I knew I was tired. I knew I needed a break from work creation. I kept serving my clients. I delivered my event and a retreat… I even enrolled for my deep coaching circle – all heart tasks at hand…
But I had no vision. No juice. My soul felt dehydrated- I just needed the space of nothingness and I have slept obscene amounts over the last 3 months.
I knew just to let the ebb be (especially work creation wise). I’ve been doing some pretty deep inner work with my own coach/therapist …. I’ve been meeting parts of myself I’ve pushed away or dismissed for years.
A few weeks ago I started craving painting again, somewhat sad that in 2017 I essentially put all paintbrushes down. Looking back I can see where I stripped down to bare bones to survive some deep emotional stuff.
It’s a challenge to go slow in the ebb. It’s a challenge to trust the need for rest. And it always pays off.
Today at my desk…. listening to music and looking at Pinterest of all things….. something pierced through a wall in my heart… the tears flowed and I could breathe again. I remembered:
I AM a CREATIVE SOUL!
Creativity through art is my juice- through personal creative play – I REMEMBER who I AM.
So much of my creativity has been mental business building creativity- and it has served me, BUT left me dry and tired.
Today, I felt like ALL of me… when I got dressed. When I put on an old denim shit and a white tank…. when I sat down, not to plan for work… but to just creatively explore.
I Remember.
What do you need to remember? ???
