Get Your Hands Dirty

Dirty Hands

How often is your creativity stifled because your work isn’t perfect or polished enough?  This happens to me frequently.  Thoughts of being judged silenced me for years.  No more.

I choose to create out of fun and fulfillment, in addition to the hope that this blog may someday provide others inspiration and hope on their journeys.  I’ve received emails and comments saying that it has already, and something tells me it will continue to do so on deeper levels.  I hope so!  I choose to focus on sharing for those who might be helped rather than not sharing because of those who might judge.

In the meantime, I am okay with my rough edges and imperfections.  No, I don’t have the most transformational, impactful, or inspiring version of ichooselove figured out yet.  For now, it’s just the real me, and that feels okay.  It starts with one.  I choose be the change I want to see, and when I am ready to teach, that transition will happen naturally.

As an aside, I have to say that I have heard one too many people criticize artists, creators, and leaders without trying to be one themselves.  It’s easy to have an opinion from the sidelines, and it’s a different story when you’re in the game.  I know from being on both sides.

For now, I choose to be in the game, learning and getting my hands dirty.  Thanks for hanging around while it’s messy.  I’ve started to understand that there is great joy in being with people in the messy and seeing them through to the beauty of full expression.  My old self didn’t have the tolerance for that, as I was unknowingly scared of the dark.  Now, I celebrate that journey.

Here’s to the messy,

S

♥ 90 Days of Love: 12/90 loving choices.
Little choices + time =  wholehearted change.

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