Robin: For Her, My Turn Revisited
A year ago, I wrote about the baby steps I took to move into living a more creative life.
I am amazed at how quickly time has flown. Many people toss around the words “what are you waiting for?” and to be fair many reasons can be found for not taking on a COMPLETE transformation from the life you live now to the life you want to live. However, I cannot say enough how much I BELIEVE that while Yes we have the tenacity to made big changes in our lives, ONE STEP AT A TIME, community is something that should not be devalued. I know that had I not had one in my corner coaxing me toward something that I was afraid of seeing on my own, I do not think I would have moved MUCH. I could have quit quite easily with no one being the wiser.
Even now, 1 year later, with my dear mentor thousands of miles away, I found that I have just the right amount of encouragement in the tank to continue to notice sparks of innovation and inspiration and MOVE into it. The rhythms of a year with someone experienced in noticing that sort of flash of life is priceless.
And then of course, I am more adept and helping my little one swim in the creativity current. While mommy learned to put her own oxygen mask on, she also learned how to help her offspring thrive. So it’s my turn, her turn, my turn…