“Quitting is fundamentally different from stopping. The latter happens all the time. Quitting happens once. Quitting means not starting again – and art is all about starting again.” -D. Bayles & T. Orland, Art & Fear
It has been awhile.
I missed this space in the world wide web where I can share my story.
The truth is, after almost two years of having a blog, I am still having a hard time on what to share, what to write about, how to write it, and everything that has to do with blogging. I even had my share of taking a course on writing/blogging, with a heart. I even read books on writing (some quarter-read to half-read books). And yet, here I am, feeling stuck.
I think the word ‘stuck’ is somewhat overly used in the creative world.
I remember reading online or in a book wherein the artist shared his/her belief that ‘being stuck’ is no true. Not the exact words, but he/she said, “We are never stuck. We only don’t do or show up that is why we are feeling stuck.”
Makes a lot sense to me.
Maybe, I was not writing as often as I should be to find my writing voice. Maybe, I am too afraid to be and look imperfect to publish something that is not as good as “what I know” good looks like or should be. Maybe because, I do not yet formed a system that will help me write + publish on a daily basis (and what makes me think that I can and should have already have a system before hitting the publish button). Maybe it is because I am the Procrastination Queen.
Maybe. Maybe. Maybe…
And in those maybes, I noticed, lies the answers.
If I change all the ‘maybes’ into ‘the truth is,’ then I know I will see where this long hiatus is coming from.
The truth is, I was not writing as often as I should be to find my writing voice. The truth is, I am too afraid to be and look imperfect to publish something that is not as good as “what I know” good looks like or should be. The truth is, I do not yet formed a system that will help me write + publish on a daily basis (and what makes me think that I can and should have already have a system before hitting the publish button). The truth is I am the Procrastination Queen.
“Then came the healing time, hearts started to shine, soul felt so fine, oh what a freeing time it was.” —Aberjhani
I do know that Easter, for those who are celebrating this spiritual event, is more than the eggs and the bunnies, candies and chocolates, and games. But I do love how the practice of painting eggs, hiding it and looking for it has been adopted by my parents as me and my siblings grew up. Easter for us has never been complete without egg painting and hunting. To me, every year, this day brings happy memories of it.
This year, it was such a joy to watch my niece and nephew put color and design in eggs with us. And instead of papa, it was me and my siblings who hid the eggs for our niece and nephew. Such fun to watch them hunt for the eggs with their mom! I know this is a new beginning of a part of our annual Easter celebration.
“Gratitude can transform common days into thanksgiving, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities to blessings.” –William Arthur Ward
A drop of gratitude:
♡ I am grateful for this beautiful messy life. It is joyful. It is happy. It can hurt. It can be a struggle. But I know it always and will always heal with love. It is just beautiful after all.
♡ I am grateful for finding inspiration in SARK. I discovered her a few years ago. She is like a rainbow(well Rainbow is part of her full name! Like really) I cannot ignore her. I know that there is something about this woman. There is something about her smile…Nowadays I am discovering her through writing, through her books. Absolute love. Many yeses in my reads… Her books are finding its way to me and I to them… You know her books is not so readily available here…Now, in celebration of life and love and lost love in physical form, she is gifting her and her husband’s latest book, Succulent Wild Love. Get your copy here…And do share if you are called to.
♡ I am grateful for the quiet solitary moments I can spend with me.
♡ I am grateful for knowing that there is a ‘power in not knowing.’ Not knowing where this big creative dreams of mine are going, not knowing what will my fiftten-minute practice will do to me or to my life, not knowing where exactly I will be in a few months from now, not knowing how to handle my being a landscape architect and painter and dreamer and introvert and etc. all at the same time, not knowing…It is a gift. And everything ends up with trusting. Just trusting to the Spirit. The Universe.
♡ I am grateful for the gift of this generation. How we all can be connected through this thing called internet. How amazing is that! That you can read my notes even when I am in Asia and you are in Europe or America or New Zealand…wherever! Isn’t it just wonderful? Our interconnectedness are so much so visible right now in this generation and I am glad and grateful to witness and be on this time on earth.
How about you, dear you? What are the things you are grateful for this moment? Go ahead. Think about them. Honor them. Acknowledge the many many blessings that you have right now… And together let’s give thanks for all of it. The big and the small. Especially the ones that are forgotten.
Creating your own sticker using sticker labels! I have tried this in 2014 inspired by an image I saw somewhere online, played with the inspiration and really loved the outcome. It will add pop of colors in so many ways, in any arty project you are working on! And this will guide you step-by-step on how to do just that + (bonus)using a shaving cream??? 🙂 yes, really!
“Every woman has at her core unfailing, perfect wisdom.” –Tara Mohr
Happy International Women’s Day dear you!
I would love to share to you some women that inspired and continuously inspires me in the different parts of my life. I know that we need more woman to step up, to play big, to rise strong, just like them. And I say, it’s our time! Me + you😊 Okay, here it goes:
“For today and its blessings, I owe the world an attitude of gratitude.” –Clarence E. Hodges
Thank You February
We all have goals and plans to do for a certain period of time. But sometimes, however we wanted it to be, it just didn’t happen. In blogging and in life, my February is just like that. After all, there are still so many things to be grateful for that is worth celebrating. Here are some of the thousand things:
♡ this love month inspired me to write a love poem. Which gave me an idea to invite a friend to write poem with me, throughout the remaining days of the month that lasts until this day. Everyday, just for the weekdays, we alternately assign a prompt of the day and write about it. It was fun!
♡ for researching the story behind Valentine’s day: the king, St.Valentine, the daughter of the prisoner’s guard and the love letter. From then on, I will see Valentine’s in a whole new way + that it is more meaningful because it’s my sister’s birthday too.
♡ for my books of the month: Eat Mangoes Naked by SARK, The Crossroads of Should and Must by Elle Luna and Committed by Elizabeth Gilbert
♡ for being able to visit my relatives, on my papa’s side, in Ilo-ilo.
♡ for the love and appreciation I receive for courageously sharing my soul’s work which immensely helps me to keep going.
♡ for the support I receive in my artworks; for the buyers and commisions.
♡ for the leap day!
♡ for the creative practice and the discoveries along the way.
♡ for keeping up with the practice while my dayjob gets so demanding.
Another month has just began. Many doors to infinite possibilities are opened. Challenges will surely be present. And winners too!
March reminds me of graduations, recognitions and the early taste of summer. For a few years now, this month also reminds me of the end of: the first quarter of the year(which I never looked at that way before); the month I discovered and got inspired to have a Big HOPE-full heart to live a creative life and own a creative biz, that it is possible; a month to pick myself up and be gentle with me wherever I am in this journey of living a creative + authentic life; and to remind myself to have courage and be brave and to trust the journey.
I have big hopes for this month. I am hoping it is the same with you. Just in case this might help, I would like you to know that I am still working on my 2016 planning workbook. I’m still planning my year. And it is okay. It is truly okay. We all are a-work-in-progress. We just have to know that and own it. You and me a beautiful+messy work-in-progress☺ We can do this together!