“When everything on your to-do list is equally important how do you devote your attention to just one thing so that you can make real head way in that area? And how do you calm your body, mind and soul as you neglect or put on hold equally important aspects of your life?” Alicia asks.
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My sister is the most conscientious, trustworthy worker there is. She’s your dream employee. Always on time, always pro-active, always kind and service minded. But when it comes to doing her own thing, making her own creative and entrepreneurial dreams happen, she procrastinates with the best of them. It drives her crazy, and it
Creativity requires space. Empty space. It requires time and focus. It demands I make active choices. It depends on me sharpening my ability to say no. Because I have to say no, more often than I’d like. I have to exclude a lot, in order to include what I truly want. I don’t stop
They say that when you are about to get married, you need to plan for a marriage, not just a wedding. The same applies here. Whatever creative work you choose to devote yourself to, you are going to be spending a lot of time and energy on it. It will be your close companion for
“Vocation does not come from willfulness. It comes from listening. I must listen to my life and try to understand what it’s truly about – quite apart from what I would like it to be about – or my life will never represent anything real in the world, no matter how earnest my intentions.”
When we talk about following our hearts, we often talk about it as something exciting but potentially dangerous. The road less travelled. Good luck, if you’re heading out on that journey (you’ll need it!), friends and family say as they wave us off, before returning to safety. And by safety we usually mean the
People come to me because they have a longing in their heart. I want more, they say. I long for deeper meaning / connection / joy / creativity. I crave a simpler life. I so desperately need more rest. And then the inevitable follow up: But I don’t have time. I don’t have time
This summer has been hard on our hearts. I know I’m not the only one feeling it. Every week, every day, some new atrocity. The world on fire. People fleeing and drowning. Children suffering the brutal consequences of adult madness. I watch it happen from my relatively safe corner of the world and find myself
- In search of a simpler life
- Why I ditched a beautiful career
- Live it before you preach it
- Why I write about sexual violence on a blog about creativity
- If you need permission to rest
- Confessions of an unprofitable human being
- How to burn a little brighter. Or, the end of a favourite myth
- The power of words – a letter from the Psych Ward