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’.
Today I’ve been playing! I’ve hosted a hen craft afternoon and it’s been wonderful! If this is the job I can do and get paid to do it then I think I’ve found that job I love so I will never have to work another day! Wanted to share the positivity!
Had a brilliant day and it has finished as it started, with friends. It’s been a while since I have felt so self indulgent without the feeling of ‘shoulds’.
Today I wanted to spend time with new and old friends who make me feel good about me.
For many years I have held on to ‘friendships’ through obligation. When relationships had clearly run their course, (I see today) I would drag them on wringing out the very last drop. I would always be the rescuer as it gave me a purpose, and when I was no longer needed, I then became a victim who persecuted.
Today I spend time with people who, like me, have travelled the distance. People who have been to very dark places, but who have survived. Despite adversity, and probably because of it, the new and old friends have a greater understanding and compassion for themselves and others. We, together have bonds that are beautiful rather than the chains of obligation of previous years.
Self indulgence today is a gift, to truly allow yourself a day to just be. A day where you can eat cake without worrying about the scales or sit drinking tea knowing that whatever chores need doing, can wait until tomorrow.
What a blessing not to rush through life and to be able to witness the joys of animals or the colours of flowers. Doesn’t this self indulgence sound perfect? Well it is. Just for today.
A perfect day today, a reminder of what lies ahead in my journey from rat race to creativity.
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?
Well it’s time to recharge, the first time in 14 years that I have been on holiday on the first day of term! It feels quite rebellious!
We packed up the little car with my delicious food, one dog, one fella and two boxes of materials and headed for the hills. One of the first things I did once we arrived was to walk to the cliff edge and take this wonderful photo.
It’s the best first day of term I’ve had for a long time! Tomorrow I will be going back to the secluded pebbled beach to take some more snaps!
When I was looking at these wonderful surroundings, I began to wonder why I keep thinking about the past or the future rather than focusing on what is happening now. How much time do I waste worrying rather than living in the present? Let me ponder this and maybe find some answers for my next post.
Until then, go out, grab your camera, smell some flowers and appreciate the now! It’s time to recharge these creative batteries and continue to escape the rat race xx
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
It’s amazing how inspired you can be by being part of a network of people who love to create. The problem is when you are bursting with ideas and not having enough hours in the day. I spent some time with a friend this week who is an amazing illustrator but, like I used to be, is tied up in a job that is all consuming whilst she longs to be illustrating.
I’ve been reading a book about setting up doing what you love and being paid for it. That has been inspiring too. It tells me, in order to be successful in my venture, I need to solve a problem. Any ideas on what that problem could be with my variety of makes and pictures?
I know it solves my problem of the need to be creative, express myself and nurture my soul. But sadly, we all need to pay the mortgage.