A couple of weeks ago, I caught myself thinking… “Wow, I’ve felt so stable and calm and lately. What’s up with that?” And then you know, the Chaotic Rollercoaster of Feelings hauled me back on board and off we went again!
As happens with many adolescent girls, I found myself at 15 years of age with terrible acne and was swiftly put on the contraceptive pill, which I stayed on for over 10 years. At 26, once I’d really cleaned up my diet and lifestyle, I intuitively felt that in order to feel aligned with my values of health and wellness, I’d need to stop taking this little pill every day. So I came off it.
There’s nothing quite like witnessing something that had lived for so long as simply a figment of your imagination, a snippet of your wildest dreams or scribbles on the page, manifest as something real and tangible. Something that you can touch, smell, feel; a real life experience. To see a much-loved project come together after hours and days and weeks and months of planning is something pretty spectacular indeed.
Recently, I’ve been craving adventure. Mad, spontaneous, rebellious adventure. After dreaming of London every night for a week in April, I was absurdly close to throwing caution to the wind and booking a ticket to just go.
But I also intuitively knew it wasn’t London calling me (this time); it was a change of routine. It was spontaneity. The un-planned-ness of Life. The feeling that you get when you stretch yourself that liiiiittle bit further, try something new, go somewhere new, meet someone new, leave your creature comforts at the door and propel yourself into a space you’ll need to adapt to – and fast.
Which is quite hilarious to me now, because I’ve completely manifested what I wanted. But it looks nothing like what I’d expected.
I’m all for sharing experiences and moments with the world. And for me these days, that tends to be via this blog or my newsletter or social media. But when status updates and iPhone snaps don’t quite cut it, there’s a soft spot in my heart for painting and pasting and cutting and playing. For writing poems and taking photos on film and waiting days for them to be developed.
As Winter draws near and the days grow cold, I’ve switched up my routine to reflect the change in my sleeping patterns. Hence, my daily morning sweat has become an evening affair and I’m loving it. Normally one to walk with my earphones in (#podcastjunkie) I’ve recently taken to walking in silence. It seems one notices – and pays attention – much more this way.
And it was a few weeks ago (just after the April new moon) when I took my pup to the park to play as the sun fell. The sky quickly turned a lilac pinky-purple-y colour that no iPhone could ever capture – even with an awesome Instagram filter! The trees looked haunted and eery, but quite majestic at the same time. An owl flew above us. The air was crisp, cold, chilling. Music drifted in from the houses we strolled along and the scent of home cooking tantalised the air.
Creativity comes in many forms. In all forms, really! Just take a moment right now to look around you at what has been created for your benefit, ease and pleasure.
And whilst words are wonderful, lately I’ve been encouraging myself to experiment with the infinite possibilities of self expression available to me.
Putting paint to brush to board.
The clothes I choose to dress myself in.
Long walks at sunset; soaking up lilac skies and the glint of a crescent moon.
“Sometimes, you just need a break. In a beautiful place. Alone. To figure everything out.”
The first time I saw that quote was somewhere on Instagram in August 2012, right before I decided to book myself on a week long yoga retreat in Bali. Slapping the $1800 on my credit card, it was exactly what I needed in that uncertain chapter of my life, to retreat, to pull back, to: figure everything out.
Today, I’m passionate about honouring this ebb and flow. It is an intention of mine to tune in daily to my own cycles for creativity and self care, in my business AND in my life. Sometimes, this means immersing myself in a project and working my arse off. Sometimes, this means pulling back, creating space, taking a break and retreating.
We’re an intelligent, soulful and creative bunch of book-lovers around these parts, aren’t we? Yeah, we may be immersed in the digital age of social media, blogging and instant information, but we’re still devotees to the printed word and tangible pages of a real life BOOK.
Getting High with Tara Bliss: Purpose, resistance, fear, creativity… And writing a best selling book
I can’t quite tell you exactly what date it was in July 2012, but one day – after a big, alcohol-fuelled weekend – I’d had enough. I shed a few tears about ‘not knowing what I wanted to do with my life’ and I made the simple decision to make a change; I emailed Tara Bliss.
And this divine woman became my life coach.
I’m thrilled to bring you ‘The School of Radiant’, a full day workshop devoted to self care and self expression. A safe, playful space for you to get wild, well and creative.