Season after season, day after day, as I have tried and failed and tried and failed and tried again, I have discovered that if we are to flourish as creative beings, we must first decide we’ll bloom where we are planted.
Right now, you might not have the perfect career, home, or relationship. I mean, look around (I said around, your Instagram feed doesn’t count). Few people have their shit together. And whatever that even means, I’m the first one to confess that I DON’T.
However, today I woke up with a genuine feeling that the simple fact that I could take my butt out of bed means I‘ve got the chance to recreate my circumstances and make them as perfect as possible with the resources I have NOW.
I believe that while January resolutions are about will, September resolutions are about authentic wants. Because when that summer excitement goes away and we start to feel worn out in spirit, we’re forced to seriously look at what we want more or less of in our lives.
At the same time, there’s no pressure around spring resolutions. We can risk more because at this point we’re not expecting spectacular things to happen. (2020 feelings?) And this, ironically, makes things lighter. We can secretly choose to reinvent ourselves. No rituals, no champagne. Simply decide that a common Tuesday is the perfect day to reclaim your essence.
Today, I woke up decided to not grab my phone. Did my juice. Journaled. Went to yoga. Worked. Cleaned my mess. Solved some annoying old problems, which made me feel like a badass. Ignored all distractions and used my sacred free time to nurture a project that might not even work, ever. (But that definitely won’t work if I don’t give it a go).
Immersed myself for 3 hours with 20 amazing, creative, beautiful women. Felt goosebumps on my first day of an experience that involved – and will continually involve – connection, theatre, dance, and who knows what else.
I guess this season’s bringing a time when the risk of remaining tight in the bud feels more scary than the risk it takes to blossom. And I hope that you too feel like you’ve got no choice but to patiently and graciously bloom – exactly where you are.