Confidence, like art, never comes from having all the answers; it comes from being open to all the questions.
I have not gotten into a head space where I can do my new job and create art yet…maybe today will be the day. I am itchy to paint.
This is my 800th post!
Isn’t that cool?
I think so.
I made a commitment to myself 3 years ago, to write as often as possible in this blog as an exercise in finding myself and to help my learning process about who, what and why I am here on this earth.
I find that writing helps me to sort things out like nothing else ever has. It gives me a history to look back on and see where I have been, and what I have been able to do and learn…and change as well.
I am pretty proud of myself for this accomplishment,
for this commitment to myself.
I never wrote with the thought that others would read it and I never write to speak to anyone else other than myself. The gravy of this exercise has been that I have made friends and new art patrons along the way. For that bonus gift I am most grateful.
I have learned and changed so much since the beginning of this blog that I feel like a completely different person than when I started.
I was not ever one to keep a diary growing up, I didn’t in those years have much that was good or even sane to write about. I’m not saying that I always do today…but at least I have a more adult perspective on life now…and I can look back and laugh, learn, and discover things that I think will help me to continue to grow as an artist and a human being in the long run.
Here’s to living fully and committing
to a life of change, discovery and treasure hunting.
I am still here…
I am still kicking
I am still growing
I am still learning…
I am still
living my truth.
What are you committing to in your life these days?
I’d love to know.
This is one of my favorite quotes about commitment:
“Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness concerning all acts of initiative and creation. There is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans; that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision raising in one’s favor all manner of unforeseen events, meetings and material assistance which
no one could have dreamed would have come their way. “