Nothing puts life into perspective like illness. Nuthin. I can hardly imagine how much this rings true with those of you who have been up against debilitating, chronic, or life threatening ailments. I humbly bow to the vulnerability that must unearth in you.
I've been sick on and off for six weeks now, the last of which was brutally unyielding, and I gotta tell you... only what truly matters shows up when you're lying face down in your couch cushions, oozing muck out of your every orifice. In my experience, illness is a great energetic purger... nature's own shamantic cleanser and deliverer of realizations long-denied. My body puts me face to face with myself and wakes me the eff up like no therapist, religion, or vision quest could ever do. In blissful pleasure, and especially in times of pain. Thus, as I am on the mend I'm standing face to face with my own insanity.
For years now I've been willing to break my back in order to deliver to others (both personally and professionally). As a teacher and writer, I've taken so many inspired creations and attached deadlines to them... lacing something that could be truly great with the exhaustive and counterproductive energy of anxiety. Ironically, I am largely self-employed and am therefore my own boss. I'm thinking that I should be fired... I'm seeing now that I've been a real bully and a hard-ass, two qualities I find quite off-putting when working for others. So after consulting with the board of directors within (and approximately four boxes of kleenex), I'm changing things up. I am an artist, not a technician. I do my best work when I allow it to have a life of its own. So ELASTICITY is my new touchstone in all that I do.
Elasticity turns me on. Big time. Nothing feeds my creativity like freedom.
If this resonates with some part of you as well, I encourage you to ponder these questions:
What lines are you holding yourself to that you could s t r e t c h in order to better suit your sensibilities?
Who do you have to communicate with in order to request the spaciousness (or boundaries) that you desire?
Are you holding yourself to lines that could possibly be blurred, re-sketched, or even dissolved?
Today I invite you to consider every day an invitation to sketch & stretch each page to suit you.