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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Golden Key.” What box would I open? I thought about sitting in on ‘big wig’ business meeting just to make sense of the madness of the business world or ‘rat race’ but would this benefit me in any way? I doubt it and what a waste if I only had one key.

I could think about a box full of the secrets of life but again, would this guarantee a happy contented life or just a life where there was nothing to look forward. A life where the element of surprise and adventure would be lost and there would be no need for hope as you will have the blueprint.

So then, what else?

If I had a golden key, I would unlock the brain of the depressive. I would trace the steps to find the source of where they lost all hope and look at the impact that words had played in their measure of self belief. I would sift through all the wreckage that had build up and search and search to find gems which have been overlooked or easily forgotten when the dark cloud or black dog has got its grip.

I would make a board of all my findings, plaster a wall and surround myself with memories of the positivity in life and bring my back on the path of hope. I would burn the negative findings so that I wouldn’t get enveloped in them again and make a ‘to do’ pile of pieces that I would address when my self belief returned.

The fact is just this though. I have that key already. I have access to all this if I would give myself time and trust in others to help me. The key isn’t hidden, its just been mislaid. When its time, it will appear and I can then unlock ‘infinite precious things’.

 

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Creativity in the rat race!

Well it is all change again for me and I have been fortunate to take up the offer of a temporary job. I have referred to my previous employment as ‘rat race’ this job, is a total change from that. I am surrounded by people whose aim is to help people feel better about themselves. The whole feel of the clinic is about serenity, peace and pleasure.

I am a receptionist which enables me to speak to new people, find out their stories and feel blessed to be a small part in the transformation of someones feelings. Creativity is like that, being a part of a community where expression and self fulfillment is at the forefront. This role is enabling me to continue to be creative whilst giving me the safety net that keeps the wolves from the door.

A job is what you make it and already I have brought creativity into the clinic by staging and photographing products.

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However, I have also realised that I can get too comfortable, too quickly, I become familiar and because I am so content in what I am doing, I am enthusiastic and worry about being too much. Feedback or suggestions would help if you have time as this self discovery and forming of a new identity takes time, moulding  and manipulating so experiences from others will help me!

Thanks for reading

Becky X

Beyond the weeds

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Firstly thank you for all the likes on yesterdays post on ‘Adventure’, It was lovely to be able to share some positivity. Time for some more?

I do not profess to be someone who spends her day pondering the meaning of life, but when I am tuned into life and my awareness is heightened, for some reason I always look for a message. I quite often learn what I should be doing this way rather than keeping myself obsessing about what ‘could be’ or ‘should be’.

Todays walk was just like that. I walked a usual walk with my dog and I always carry a camera with me. Today I noticed that a walkway had been cropped and only weeds remained. I could have put my camera aside but today I didn’t. I found some wonderful delicacies in the weeds, the shapes and forms were amazing and I started to look beyond the weeds.

The message? Look beyond the weeds.

Life may sometimes seems to be full of weeds, lack of interest, unwanted pressures of ‘shoulds’ and ‘ought to’s’. But when I truly look at the aspects of my life that truly are beautiful, the friendships I have that have a common passion for creativity, the man in my life who encourages me to be nothing more but happy, the family members who accept me for me, I have to look beyond what I may feel to the reality of my life. My life is full of delicacies that are simply beautiful. and for that I am truly thankful. What do you find when you look beyond the weeds?

Hope

The last two weeks I have worked at my old place of work as a temp. As I left today I tried to sum up what I saw. I knew the negativity I felt, as this was familiar, but what could I see? After a hour or so, it came to me. I saw hopelessness.. Once I could name what I saw, I felt sad, but then rejoiced in the fact that I no longer need to feel that way.

After 13 years in the rat race, I left feeling hopeless. Since March 2014, I have found my hope restored through various means to get me to where I am today. Although I have my daily fears (usually around money) I have so much in my life that renews this hope each day.

Today my eyes are open. After dusting myself down today I walked through the local park. Eyes open I saw wonderful beauty and textures to photograph and draw. I am currently in Scarborough, England and a late evening walk, has enticed me into going with my camera to the sea front tomorrow and capture the creativity of manmade beach huts as well as the natural beauty made by Mother Nature.

Have you ever felt hopeless, desperate and lost? as if all the colour has gone from your life? Have you ever felt like you have no idea how to get it back? Then you will understand the feeling you get when that hope is restored.

You will understand the feelings of relief when you wake each day looking forward to whatever is in your path, rather than dreading the negativity and pressure of the rat race.

I may be fearful of a life without money, but I must be grateful that I am alive to see the small wonders and to feel that hope again.20140829-223909-81549784.jpg

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Find your bliss

Just a quick post today. Had a great day with fellow artists and crafters. A pure, uninterrupted day of complete bliss. How wonderful to have the opportunity to complete give a whole day to generate new ideas amongst such creativity. I am so pleased with what I have produced and just wanted to share these card designs with you. Have you found your bliss?
Enjoy, see you tomorrow! Xx

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You are enough

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What a day! It amazes me at times how much faith people have in me as a person. As a friend I am considered loyal, honest and loving. As an artist, I have been considered gifted, talented and original. As an Educator I have been given the accolade of ‘Outstanding’ or as my students say ‘The best’. It’s wonderful.

I’ve tried dressing up my new business into a catchy name, creating a brand thinking that I, in myself, am not enough. I have come a long way since leaving the rat race but so much of myself hid in the labels assigned to me. I was a teacher, a behaviour manager, a colleague for 13 years and when I decided to leave that role, I floundered for a while not really knowing what or who I was.

I know I’m probably not alone in feeling this way. It has taken me a while to find happiness without being dependant on the social status and pride wrapped up in being a professional tutor in FE. I felt naked for a while but thankfully over time I have dressed myself in new clothes.

I have been guided by people who knew how to handle and be gentle with this chrysalis. The caterpillar who needed time to lick her wounds and to re-evaluate her life. I needed to reassess what was important to me and to develop the strength of becoming strong so I was able to break the shell and emerge into the person I am today.

There is still work for me to do and tonight has been the start by getting rid of the gimmicks, the names that hide me as me and get to the core of who and what I am. I am Becky Field and this is the start of my story.

Learning for learning’s sake

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“Art is unquestionably one of the purest and highest elements in human happiness. It trains the mind through the eye, and the eye through the mind. As the sun colors flowers, so does art color life.” ― John Lubbock, The Pleasures of Life

Tonight I’ve been thinking about the notion of learning for learning sake. On spending time with friends this evening I looked back at the last few months of my development and realised that I have learnt for learning’s sake rather than to acquire an accolade or qualification.

I have always considered myself the underdog. The youngest of five and the one who had siblings to compare myself against. For many years I chased not to be the ‘beautiful mistake’ and it was quite clear than my artistic side was just mine. It wasn’t shared by my siblings but a gift just for me.

This gift was ignited and encouraged by my wonderful Aunty who delighted in the creativity of children. Was this where I got my passion for teaching?

I always wanted to be as good as my siblings…. It was only February this year that I realised that I only undertook any form of learning to be the best at whatever it was I was doing. I craved the status that qualifications gave me and the letters after my name were often used as a weapon against my doubters.

I realised in February, that I am enough and that just recently, after completing another qualification in teaching, that I had done enough to be all that I have ever really wanted to be. I love teaching and I love art. I love making a difference to people’s lives through helping them to develop skills and belief in themselves through art.

Someone asked me tonight what my blog was about, I answered that it was about escaping the rat race into creativity. So what has this got to do with the subject?

The rat race, as I call it, focused on the results, attainment and retention of students and as a tutor I focused on the difference in the students from the start of the course to the end. I looked at how they had learnt to handle themselves better and communicate in a manner that was acceptable. I focused on the shaping of the beautiful diamonds that left my classroom regardless of their grades or percentage of attendance.

I was constantly told ‘take emotion out of it’ but how can you when all your life’s goals have been to make a difference? The two different viewpoints did not mix and I needed to escape.

I have seen miracles in my classes and I will forever have their names imprinted on my heart. I do not take the credit. I just work with the gift I have been given. Art has been the teacher in my classes. The patience learnt when studying a still life, the emotions learnt through expressive typography, the teamwork and communication whilst building a 3D tower, the self discipline learnt when working in teams and the silence learnt when listening to others.

These are the gifts I can pass on to others, These are the skills that were past on to me. Today I learn for learning’s sake. I no longer feel the need to compare myself to my siblings or prove my worth. I have a gift that is only mine and I’m happy that that gift is the gift of creativity.