Admitting that you actually want to try
I feel like I am not alone in thinking that somewhere along the way, wanting to try became embarrassing. The reason I say I am not alone is because I see content about it all the time, people saying they are finally giving something a go, people talking about how they held themselves back out of fear of failure. And then sometimes I will see the other side of it too: the people making fun of others for trying…
Finding ways to feel like yourself again
I started writing this post while sitting in a virtual co-working session with complete strangers, and honestly, it was the first time in a few weeks where I felt a glimmer of my creative self shine through again.
I am not sure whether it was the accountability that the call created for me with the timed working sessions and midway check points, or just knowing that I actually had some dedicated time booked into my calendar just to show up creatively in some way, but I felt so good for it…
Fall in love with the process of becoming
It has taken quite a lot over the past few months for me to feel okay with allowing myself to explore my creativity out in the open. When I was younger, I was painfully shy and as I got older, that shyness transformed into something else: perfectionism. I wanted everything to be perfect and ready to be seen from the get-go, because if it was, then nothing embarrassing or off-putting could come of it and it was unlikely to be criticised or fail…
Repurposing purpose
As I am going through my early thirties, at what can sometimes feel like lightning speed, I have occasionally found myself being struck by those familiar early thirties panics: Am I too far behind everyone else career-wise? Am I supposed to be a homeowner by now? Should I be having a baby… yesterday?!
Stop booing yourself
A few months ago, around the time I started a series on social media that required posting every day for 33 days, I saw the quote:
Stop booing yourself off the stage before you have had a chance to perform
And when I say it stuck with me, I mean it stuck with me, like the putty I got stuck in my fringe when I was younger.
I subsequently had to have the putty chopped out of my fringe, so I was styling micro-bangs before they were cool. I digress…
Subtle self-sabotage
How do I know when I am self-sabotaging?
It is the feeling that, despite my want to do something positive and maybe even productive, I am choosing to do the thing that, in the moment, doesn’t really illicit any real feeling.
Self-sabotage is compounding…
Questions to ask yourself as we enter a new year
I almost said I can’t believe it is New Year’s Day, but for some reason, this year it feels about time.
I think it might be because my head has been absolutely brimming with ideas as we approached the end of the year, and in all honesty, I can’t wait to get started on them…
Lessons from starting again
Somewhere along the line, I have got quite good at starting again.
From many job changes throughout my late teens and early twenties to moving house or relocating at what has at times felt like the drop of a hat. Starting again has become something that I have developed a bit of skill around…