Love this: midlife is “when the Universe grabs your shoulders and tells you, “I’m not f-ing around; use the gifts you were given.” That's totally what happened to me. It's a now or never situation. I think our parents of a generation when creative pursuits were not considered "jobs" and that probably led to a lot of unhappiness and a lack of fulfillment in their lives. I'm so glad your dad finally came around! :)
Nancy - Thank you for this post. I found it incredibly inspiring. As I started reading, memories popped up - of taking on small artistic projects for no reason AND of the sense of joy and self-expression that conjured up. It also reminded me that all I have to do, today, to reAwaken this, is to put down the "in order to" and pick up the glue stick or crayon. xo
You’re so welcome, Monica—and yes, isn’t it interesting how quickly the memories comes back once we let them? I can’t wait to see what comes out of that glue stick/crayon! 😊
My son (16) just discovered a piece he wrote in the fifth grade. He said, surprised, "I was pretty creative." I said, "Still are, in there somewhere." He's already a lapsed creative. Restacking this article!
I love this! It’s amazing how quickly we lose touch with ourselves this way, but it’s also amazing to see what happens when we go looking for it again. 😁
Love this: midlife is “when the Universe grabs your shoulders and tells you, “I’m not f-ing around; use the gifts you were given.” That's totally what happened to me. It's a now or never situation. I think our parents of a generation when creative pursuits were not considered "jobs" and that probably led to a lot of unhappiness and a lack of fulfillment in their lives. I'm so glad your dad finally came around! :)
Nancy - Thank you for this post. I found it incredibly inspiring. As I started reading, memories popped up - of taking on small artistic projects for no reason AND of the sense of joy and self-expression that conjured up. It also reminded me that all I have to do, today, to reAwaken this, is to put down the "in order to" and pick up the glue stick or crayon. xo
You’re so welcome, Monica—and yes, isn’t it interesting how quickly the memories comes back once we let them? I can’t wait to see what comes out of that glue stick/crayon! 😊
My son (16) just discovered a piece he wrote in the fifth grade. He said, surprised, "I was pretty creative." I said, "Still are, in there somewhere." He's already a lapsed creative. Restacking this article!
I love this! It’s amazing how quickly we lose touch with ourselves this way, but it’s also amazing to see what happens when we go looking for it again. 😁
Right? Now I just have to restrain the urge to try to make him look for it right away. 😂
I wonder if he's curious about it. If he is, you won't need to make him do anything. You might be able to seed that with a couple questions. 😉