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To Live a Creative Life


You don’t have to be an ‘artist’ to be creative–we’re all living a creative life in our own way.  Through our expression, communication + what we do for a living, there are so many wonderfully creative people out there: chefs, landscape designers, architects, teachers, the list goes on and on.

Being creative is when we tap into our unique, special skills and share that with the rest of the world.  No one’s creativity is exactly the same!  That’s why it’s so important to figure out where each of our own special gifts lie.

I love creating art and putting my inspirational messages out into the world, but there are plenty of times when I’m thinking, “Does this make sense?” or “Will this speak to someone other than me?”  Self-doubt is all a part of the creativity process.  It gets us to the next part.

And when I’m creating, I always try to remind myself that there are so many means of expression and one isn’t necessarily better than the other.  There’s no right or wrong in expression, it just is.

Gently letting go of that fear of being ‘wrong’ is the way I let myself off the hook.  I tap into my inner voice, knowing that no one else can create exactly the way I do.  That gives me the courage to keep moving forward.






To Live a Creative Life2018-03-29T20:23:09-04:00

Time Flies. {Things I Do When Life Is Not Slowing Down.}

Time sure does fly, friend!  Click through for some helpful tips on how to keep it all in perspective.

I remember when I was little, my dad used to talk about the phenomenon of getting older;  that as you age, your life seems to move faster.  I finally understand what he means.

It feels like I’m just getting started, just really settling into my skin and who I am; I’m hopeful that the 40s really are the new 20s.  There are so many things I still want to do, my bucket list is filled to the brim and everyday something new is added with urgency.  I guess I’m feeling the tenderness of life lately which I find oddly comforting–I’m feeling my mortality but I’m not scared.  I understand time flies and I need to embrace it.

But then on the other hand, it can feel overwhelming to look at the big picture.  All of those things to accomplish! When I do get caught in the paralysis by analysis trap, I get frustrated about not being exactly where I want to be in life.  Can you relate?

If I take a step back and look at the past year, I realize I am always moving forward even if it doesn’t feel like it.   Step by step, each action has built on the other to bring me where I am today.  I have grown in ways this year that make me really proud  and this recognition alone is an accomplishment.

I’ve come to accept that wanting more out of life is just part of the human condition.

And this yearning, the curiosity, is what really gives my life richness and meaning.

So instead of hitting the panic button when life is passing at a break neck speed, I try to remember a few things to keep it all in perspective:

  • Life happens in moments.  There are very few lightning bolts in an average life span;  appreciating the small moments are the key to my happiness.
  • Give myself a little more credit.  Although I want things to happen now! now! now! When I stop trying to climb Mount Everest in a day, I can take some micro steps to get closer to my goals.  Inch by inch.
  • A lot can happen in a year.  I went from college girl to working girl in a year.  I went from single girl to finding the love of my life in a year.  I went from a corporate drone to an entrepreneur in a year.  It all happens over time, yet looking back , it can seem to happen in a flash.
  • Keep looking forward.  Even though living in the moment is crucial to my happiness, I know that making plans also helps me get ready for that next growth spurt.  The key for me is to be flexible.
  • Play my theme song.  Right now, it’s this one.  There’s something about that song that’s fun, uplifting and puts me in a good mood.  My theme song serves as my anthem to get me motivated, happy and focused.
  • Pay attention.  I pay attention to my movements, actions, thoughts and the way I look at things.  When I really focus on what I want, and act as if it’s coming, it usually comes easily and fast.  It really does work!

So what are you thinking about today that can bloom over the next year?


Time Flies. {Things I Do When Life Is Not Slowing Down.}2018-03-29T20:23:19-04:00

Is An Irrational Fear Zapping Your Joy?

A few years ago there was a bed bug infestation in the northeastern part of the US.  I know, eeeeewww.  There was so much coverage in the media, it was hard to miss: “Beware of the permanent visitor!  Bed bugs are coming to get you!!”   I admit,  I fell victim to the hype.

These little critters have always freaked me out.  From hearing the phrase as a child “don’t let the bed bugs bite!” to now as an adult witnessing the madness they bring, I cringed with each new story I heard about.  I especially hated this one: a friend of so-and-so got bed bugs, had their apartment fumigated and then a month later, they’re baaaack.

You are confined

It was strange; all of a sudden I became obsessive about checking where the bed bugs were concentrated, and I avoided those places at all costs.  This included crowded malls, movie theaters, New York City altogether and other dark busy venues (they don’t come out in light, after all).

I thought about them somewhat regularly; this little bug had taken over a small corner of my sanity.  And for those of you who don’t know me, I’m not an alarmist.  I’m an easy going girl, but I built my own crazy fort of fear.

It held me back in ways that I am almost too embarrassed to say.  I avoided going to the movies for two years (yes two years! And I love going to the movies!)  I panicked about staying in hotels because who knows who was there before me and what they brought with them?  I checked my own bed pretty regularly for any signs of infestation.  It was madness, I tell you.

It got me to thinking: was this a real fear?

When I dug deeper, I realized my fear was about those bugs taking over my apartment and not being able to get rid of them.  I realized it wasn’t so much about the bugs but it had more to do with my ability to take care of myself and fear of failure.

You see, I loved my apartment.  It was a one bedroom haven nestled on the third floor, surrounded by trees– a proverbial treehouse.  It was quiet, I had a loft and I could paint there.  It was easy to have friends over for drinks if I wanted to.  It represented everything I loved about my life–simplicity, joy and fun.  It gave me the space to explore, grow and become more myself.

As I looked at the situation from this point of view and realized it wasn’t about the bugs per se, but more about my fear of loss, I relaxed a little.  I began to see how absurd the whole thing looked, but acknowledged that it was a normal fear, just disguised by the bugs.  (It also made me more more compassionate towards those with OCD or anxiety disorders.  I can’t imagine the pain of living like that all of the time.)

So as I talked myself off of the ledge and rationalized that none of my friends or relatives had gotten bed bugs, that the haunting stories were always from the media + ‘people-who-knew-people’, I slowly let the fear dissipate.

I realized I had never even seen a bed bug in person.  My gripping fear now looked silly to me.

I saw how this pretty irrational fear was holding me back from living my life and from fully enjoying it.  I was worrying about a scenario that hadn’t happened and probably wouldn’t.  Can you relate?

To move forward, I used my fear as fuel.  I stopped looking at media about the critters.  If anyone started talking about them around me, I would change the conversation.  I stopped giving my energy away.  I sent love to my apartment and I tamed my monkey mind of obsession.  And you know what?  It worked.

Even if that bug fear pops up a little now and then in my psyche, I remind myself that it’s not about the bugs, it’s about being able to handle what life throws my way.  And I can handle it.

I stopped wasting time and energy on something that I couldn’t control + it has made all the difference.






Is An Irrational Fear Zapping Your Joy?2018-03-29T20:23:20-04:00
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