There is a naiveness, a childlike joy that happens when we first try something creative.
We are simply happy with the process.
We enjoy the results and are eager to do it again.
Much later on that path though, we start to pick up the fears, perfections, patterns of the collective world around us.
We “grow up”.
We become fearful, stilted, stymied, and sadly— we are confirmed in our doubtful thinking. Given a nod by the world around us that this indeed is how it works.
Life is hard.
Few make it.
Dreams are for fools.
Don’t expect much.
Sometimes it feels as if the collective way of thinking and approaching your gift is to give you barely enough to keep you alive, most definitely not enough to thrive or experience JOY.
Is this really how our lives are intended to be?
Is this where collective thinking about what defines great art is intended to bring us?
So that you can see how miserably far from the mark you really are
and how unlikely you are to ever get there?
Remember why it was that you became an artist.
Embrace that story of who you are.
Return to the Source.
All the JOY, the smiles, the passion of when you first began to create emanated from somewhere within you.
Shove back the collective thinking of what great art is.
Allow room for your Source to breathe your gift.
Rest in the knowledge that you have been given exactly what you need to be the artist that you were born to be.
Change the collective thought live into your individual greatness.
I had so much fun giving away the first apron that I’m doing it again. Thanks to all who participated, and Laurance (our first apron winner) – your apron is on the way.
P.S. In case you haven’t heard — the Dream.Love.Paint adventure continues — in France! Get the scoop and sign-up to win a spot in the course — Click Here!