30/07/2021
Gratitude moment, and big emotions coming at you in this post ↓
For the past several years there’s been a creative side to me that I haven’t always honoured. Actually, I haven’t expressed my creativity at all. Let alone celebrated it.
I was a creative & curious kid. I was always finding rocks to paint on, drawing whatever came to mind or painting on paper, making friendship bracelets and scrapbooking. Wherever I went I always wanted to make sure I had a disposable camera with me. I use to spend hours creating photo albums of my summers. I always wanted to create in whatever way I could.
I was also a fairly quiet kid (I know, shocking, I have a podcast). I was a visionary, imaginative and intentful kid. I wanted to do what everyone else wasn’t. I was that kid that actually enjoyed hanging out with myself. I would go on bike rides in the forest by my dads house, think of fairytales in my head and be there until the street lights came on. I hated school and could literally never pay attention because it wasn’t what I wanted to learn about, it didn’t inspire me. I started horseback riding when I was 7 and loved it because it was an individual sport. I could just be me without having to show up for a team. It was a place that was silent, where I could get lost in a daydream about who I would grow up to be one day. I went to summer camps in the middle of the forest and out of all the activities we did, I enjoyed the solo over night camping the most. I spent 32 days on a river and in a canoe, the farthest north I’ve ever been, the most isolated I’ve ever been, and I never wanted it to end. If someone asked me to go back to that river tomorrow, I’d pack my bags. I liked being in peaceful places because that’s where my brain went wild. I was a dreamer.
I was drawn to things and places that fed my creativity. Places that made me feel free to express who I am. Places that weren’t loud of others thoughts, opinions or judgments. Environments that encouraged me to use my creative side and put it to the test. Places that challenged this side of me. Places that made me feel safe to be exactly me.
I forgot about this side of me until recently, and this podcast has reminded me of how much I love spaces that allow me to be free. This space feels like my child, my work of art, my place to talk and think freely, somewhere I can share my daydreams and fairytales. This space feels like a dream. It feels like my home.
Not only does it feed my creativity, it reminds me how special it is to share and celebrate these things with others. I’m embracing and loving the magic of sharing my life and dreams with others. Thank you for helping me believe in this safe place. I am so grateful🧡💫