In a recent conversation with my artsy bestie, Ashlie Blake, aka Painting Bliss, we couldn't figure out what was up with the universal stalemate going on this summer. We ended the spring with a bang! Published artwork, debut articles, and creative abundance. But just like a kid mid-summer break, the doldrums have swept in! No schedule, bad eating habits, and vacation slacking has taken it's toll.
"We are not lost and hell-bound!" We assured one another, "We are transitioning."
Now is the time for inaction! A self-gentle allowance to put down the work and enjoy our families, our friends, and all the silliness we put aside when we are hard at work.
Time to hear the subtle changes happening around us. The deepening laughter of our children as they grow older, their nudges for independence, and our own vocal wavering as we reluctantly let them go to play a little farther from the safe shore of our arms.
Time to sleep in a bit later, take that nap, and admire the very good works of others instead of forcing our own growth. Strong roots are not formed under duress. And though we feel guilty if we aren't creating everyday the truth is no one, no thing, can perform 100% of the time.
So let us be still. Let us listen to the universe and rest as we take it all in. After all, summer is a time of transition, marking the end of one growth spurt, and preparing for the next.
So to Ashlie, and all my dear friends, rest now. We are not lost. We are transcending.
LOVE & GROWTH
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