When I began thinking about stepping out of the payed-by-others world and into the make-my-own-way world, I had a band of encouragers rooting me on. Some had taken a leap much like mine and others confessed to wanting to do the same, and some were happy where they were but curious about my path. With so many people cheering me on, I decided to share snippets of my journey with them…and you….as a way of documenting what it would be like for me to pick up and take flight.
So roughly every ten days, I will pull excerpts from my journal to share with you. I will try to be honest and authentic. Some thoughts will be about my business and others about life. As it stands now, the two seem to be one.
First 100 Days of Flight
- Exhausted. Exhilarated. Encouraged.
- My senses are alive today. Eyes thirst for images of green. I love the feel of the West Light in my hands, my nose bathes in sylvan majesty, and I marvel at the nature of my tongue’s vocabulary. I am alive and invested in the present.
- The trees are huge. They make me wanna stretch my idea of what is possible.
- Boss’s Day: Wondering what it will be like to be a boss to myself… I imagine striving for my goals but insisting too that I balance that with fun and play.
- A long ride home from RenFest throughout the night. My imagination weaves wishes for the days and months ahead out of the path that plays out on the roadway in front of me. The flashing lines and lights hypnotize me into believing they are already true. I return home to a thriving business. And so it is, and so it shall be.
- The trees in my back yard are moving in celebration. The temperature has dropped, finally. I nervously await settling into my new adventure. After this week, I tell myself, I should feel more at ease. I want to celebrate too.
- Loving the flexibility of creating my own schedule. Spent the day helping a sick family member. Feels good.
- Lunch with two local artists. Tasty local munchies, supportive conversation, and fresh ideas. Stimulating.
- Thoughts of my old life leave me longing for all that was good there. I celebrate the lessons and the connections. Change isn’t always a result of negativity. Change can simply be about growth in a new direction.
- Diving into the studio is different when it is a place of work. What once was acceptable for weekend or late night art revels must now be streamlined to assure a more efficient use of time and space. The challenge is daunting, but the results promise to be worth the effort.