so i am

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There’s a new moon today…time to get clear on our priorities and set some new goals.  According to some of my moon readings…what you put into motion at this time will have great momentum for manifesting.  Think and dream big!

So I am.

And of course the trees are bursting with new buds and the flowers are just beginning to pop.  And the birds are chirping and the red robins are everywhere here in the city.  And according to my Animal Speak book…the robin…the promise of new beginnings…the robin reflects the need to sing your own song forth if you wish new growth.

So I am.

It’s been four years (four years!!) since my move to New York City.  In certain ways it seems like yesterday and in many ways I feel as if this has been my home for a life time.  In these four years I’ve evolved.  I’ve grown into a deeper, more thoughtful version with even a greater love of enjoying the routine of everyday life.  Photography has given me the ability to slow down, see more, and feel more.  It’s hard to explain, but I just know when my camera connects to my eye, when the shot is composed, and the button is pressed, I’m in utopia.  I want to be that little robin…to learn more songs, to take more pictures and to learn to create.  I want to unfurl my wings and be open to the wind.  I want to see what more is possible.  To stretch outside my comfort zone.  To grow my soul as Kurt Vonnegut so eloquently puts it…in his quote…

To practice any art…

no matter how well or how badly…is a way to make your soul grow.

So do it.

So I am.

But this is also scary.  Me, thinking I could possibly become an artist?  It’s hard to even type these words, much less say them.  What will people think?  What if I don’t like it?  What if my creations looks like shit?  But it was reading a paragraph in a recent Oprah magazine that helped me with these many questions.

Your need to please falls away and what is left is the blessed realization that you really don’t have anything to prove to anyone.  At a certain point, you buy the shoes and purse that feel right, instead of the ones that will impress people.  You opt for muted tones that flow from one room to the next, you choose the sofa that makes you want to curl up with a good book on a Sunday afternoon, and create a space that makes your friends stop remarking on your artwork, but on the conversation.  You let go of the cold stone floors that felt wrong from the start, and at long last you come home to floors make of old oak, floor that feel warm beneath your feet and bring peace and joy with every step forward you take.

So I am.

to be continued…