She asked me about feeling too old to go for her dream – feeling that it was too late for her. She was 45, just 3 years older than me, and her question felt so damn urgent. Who taught us women that it’s too late for us when we reach middle age? Who taught
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Category: The Creative Process
Committing to create no matter what is not about pushing yourself through the hard times, it’s not about rigidity, nor an obsession with productivity at all costs. It’s about recognising and understanding what happens to us as humans when we create – and when we don’t create. It’s about creative ex-pression as a counterweight to
Last year, I decided that 2020 was going to be about building on what I already have, focusing on creating sustainability for me as an entrepreneur. (More about that here) My retreats, I figured, fit into that description. I’ve done it before, It’s a tried and tested concept, and people keep asking for them.
As creatives, the body is our tool. It’s the vessel through which our work is expressed. If we don’t feel safe inhabiting our bodies, we can’t express ourselves fully. This is true for every creative expression, including those that might not seem to involve the body. For a long time, I thought a sharp
The three biggest mistakes I’ve made in my creative career can be summed up in: Not allowing myself to start small, trying to do too many different things at once, and dropping my day job too soon. All of them are related. They all have to do with rushing; trying to get to where I
♦ Clarity comes with the willingness to listen. ♦ Your talent might be just a whisper at this point. A quiet urge in a certain direction. Nourish it. ♦ Give yourself permission. ♦ Seek out what delights you. ♦ Keep showing up. Make yourself available for your work. ♦ Your life shapes itself around
For me, midwinter is rarely the right time to kickstart anything. It is still dark and cold outside, I’m still not out of hibernation. So instead of big plans and changes, what I want to do at New Year’s is to let go. Let go of the year that passed. Let go of all the
I had a friend sitting in my kitchen a while ago, staring wistfully out the window towards the lake and the misty mountains beyond. If I lived in a place like this, she said, I know it would be easier. I’d have space to do those things I dream of. You know, to really be
- 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