The Spin Zone

We all do things and see things differently, that’s why when I catch myself judging I have to take a step back. I figure folks have a right to a little self-defense but not at my expense.

Funny thing is...I thought this one was pretty self-explanatory  until I had a friend write me and say, "So true,  I usually Yo-Yo." 

I had to laugh...cause Yo-Yo is a great defense too, kinda like spinnin' I'd say.  

The Comfort Zone...

There is no doubt about it, “Comfort Zones” serve a purpose, but if they start to get smaller and smaller, then you’ve got a potential problem on hand. 

I think about ‘um like those invisible fences that folks put up to keep their pups in.  They’re for a good purpose, but in a way…we get trained to’um and before you know it, a comfort zone becomes a boundary. 

Awhile back I nudged myself further than I usually do, and I have to say I was surprised by the feelin’s.  One day, I thought I was havin’ a heart attack; heart racin’ and hands sweaty, scared me to death.  But be that as it may, it didn’t take me long to realize it was just plain ole anxiety…I was steppin’ out of the “Zone”. 

Like gettin’ in a tub of hot bath water…you have to go slow…but the sinkin’ in has it’s rewards.

What She Shed...

I call my little creative space the "She-Shed"  a term gifted to me from an old school friend.  I loved the sound of it,  "She-Shed" the antithesis of Man-Cave.

While I am busy now "fixing her up" I haven't actually "created" anything...other than the space.  Lately, I find myself  spending more time thinking than actually creating.  It happens sometime, my need for the "perfect" project and my fears that things won't turn out as I imagined, that my "visual voice" won't be good enough when compared to others.  The ego is such War Lord.

Just as I was examining the abundance of rules I tend to create for myself...I receive this gentle nudge.  Sweet inspiration from Kat Sloma one of my favorite muses who wrote of her own struggles in the following passage.

       "Lately, I've recognized a few definitions I had created for myself had become self-imposed limits. By shedding the definitions I had gathered around who I was as an artist and what my art was supposed to look like, I've been bursting with creativity...

Ahhhh....She-Shed...and so shall I!

Good advice.  Thank you Kat!
http://kateyestudio.com

Mirror....Mirror

Now and again I have a run in with her...
"She" who must be obeyed.
And then some days I realize...
I'm lookin' at her.
Yeah, we've all worn that crown.

Doin' the Dance

There are those of us in this world who can dance...and those who try.
It is an art that when done well, can transform the most hideous rhythm into a fluid vision - a physical poem.

On the other hand; dancin' round the truth is a difficult task...filled with potentially dangerous missteps.

It's hard to do for long, even for the most well trained.

The Knife Licker

I've done it all my life, it doesn't matter if it's sharp or dull, large or small, I do it; lick the knife. 

I don't have much control over it, it's in my mouth before I even know it.  It's like an impulse.

I do it when I don't even like what's on it. It's a bad habit...one I'd like to stop.

Window of Opportunity...

I have this page I like...its a "Life Coach" kinda page. I find it inspiring...so today, I clicked on the page and it actually said this.

"What you were looking for doesn't exist or isn't here anymore. We are sorry :(
(little frowny face and all)

It took me aback...but then I got to thinkin' there are some "fates" that actually do run-out,some moments that if not seized...cease to exist.

It rattled me...and reminded me.

Thank you Miss Universe