I almost didn’t write today. It was just one of those (fortunately rare) days when I wasn’t sure if I would have anything wonderful or inspirational to show or say. But I missed writing yesterday and I think that in some ways my not writing contributed to the ‘blah’ way I was feeling.
So here I am.
Like most designers and artists, I sometimes find myself in a muddle. I am fortunate that it is not because I have run out of ideas or things to create, but probably closer to the opposite. I find myself overwhelmed by so many ideas and thoughts that I don’t know which direction to follow first. It doesn’t happen too often, but when it does it sometimes stops me in my tracks.
It has been a busy time for us. Our site is doing wonderful and our little business is growing every day. Perhaps that is part of the issue. After so many years of really struggling, I need to learn to how to deal with success.
I am sure that part of my feelings are the residual disappointment that I felt from not being able to go on our trip. After several months of building yourself up for not only the journey, but the classes the people and everything that goes with it, it was very disheartening to not be able to follow through with things.
People were wonderful about it though, and I am very grateful that I work in an industry where people are so understanding. After all – artists and creative people are very emotional. They tend to be very empathetic and supportive of other artists. That is one of the reasons I enjoy them so much.
Here at home the transition from winter to spring has not gone smoothly. Keith was finally able to get his car out of storage, only to find it is having issues starting. It was perfect when it put it away in October, and perhaps the bitter cold winter took its toll on it. After all – it is older. He has spent the week trying to get it from point “A” to point “B” so it could be looked after and finally he was successful doing so yesterday. (While living in a rural area has its advantages, it also has some disadvantages as well. No place is ‘perfect’ I have learned.) Now he will have to wait a while to see what is up with it and get it back on the road. I am sure it is frustrating for him.
As for my own car, it is running fine and in good working order with its new tires in place and all, but I noticed that in spots the clear coat of the paint is flaking off a bit. It is, after all ten years old and other than that, there is no rust and it is in perfect condition. I need to attend to it though, and will probably want to get it painted before the end of this season. I don’t want it to get to the point of looking ratty.
Once again though – living in a rural town will have its issues. With Halifax being over three hours away, it is going to be difficult for me to find someone to trust that will be able to do the job. It makes me nervous. And while I don’t have to do it immediately, I know that I need to get it done, and it weighs on my mind.
There are other things as well. They are small, but each one just adds to the pile and it has been pulling me down a bit. Nothing drastic, but just enough to keep me from being as productive as I wish. Just enough of a distraction to pull me off of my game.
I know that life can be like that sometimes. Sometimes things just get to us. I am no different from anyone else in that respect. I just need to go back and read some of my own words of inspiration that I write to you all and take them to my own heart. That will put me on the right path again.
I have a plan for the weekend. I have a small list of what I want and need to accomplish. I think I will begin at the top and just start checking things off, not worrying about getting to the end of it, but concentrating on making progress. Baby steps.
I am not sure if I will write tomorrow. If I don’t, please don’t worry. There are times when we need a day away from our normal routine to readjust our way of thinking and take a breather. I have no doubt that I will get out of my rut here and once again begin to accomplish things. My list of ideas is far to long. But sometimes a short break and a change of pace can kick start things back into a good and productive place.
So with that said, I will leave you with a short story I heard from my friend Tania on Facebook. I read it yesterday and I found that it gave me a sense of calm and peace. I know that when I need it in the future, it will be there to pull on and give me hope. I hope it does for you as well.
Have a wonderful weekend.
The Dragonfly (author unknown)
Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads, there lived a little water beetle in a community of water beetles. They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond with few disturbances and interruptions. Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and would never be seen again. They knew when this happened; their friend was dead, gone forever.
Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge to climb up that stem. However, he was determined that he would not leave forever. He would come back and tell his friends what he had found at the top. When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so warm, that he decided he must take a nap. As he slept, his body changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body designed for flying.
So, fly he did! And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole new world and a far superior way of life to what he had never known existed. Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking by now he was dead. He wanted to go back to tell them, and explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been before. His life had been fulfilled rather than ended. But, his new body would not go down into the water. He could not get back to tell his friends the good news. Then he understood that their time would come, when they, too, would know what he now knew. So, he raised his wings and flew off into his joyous new life!
-- Designer/Artist/Teacher. Owner of Sheila Landry Designs (http://www.sheilalandrydesigns.com) Scroll saw, wood working and painting patterns and surfaces. "Knowledge is Power"