All my life, I have had a fear of trying new things—especially artistic
or crafty things. I want to participate,
but can’t get off the sidelines into the game.
I don’t have any burning message I need to share with others. I do know that I need to find an outlet for
creativity that engages me so that I get into a state of flow and engagement.
I love to read. That is my
favorite pastime. There is no creativity
in reading. It is a somewhat mindless
way to pass the hours.
I will do five creative things this summer. That will likely include photography,
painting, drawing, wire-bending/jewelry and TBD. I don’t need to be skillful. I do need to stretch my comfort zone and
participate in life.
I am sad that I was taught to perceive myself so lacking in talent that
it is not even worth my time to try to be creative. That was a whole bunch of child abuse to last
this long. I will have self-compassion
for myself and my family. We did not
know any better.
I am grateful for the rwillingness to try to find enjoyable creative
outlets.
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