It's spring time! The pink flowering trees along my afternoon commute are blossoming, and everyone and her mother is writing blog posts about how to REVITALIZE YOUR CLOSET/CAREER/HOME/RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR BODY/LIFE. As someone who is in the throes of working to make my life better/more fulfilling/more creative/more more in several arenas, it can be overwhelming to take in so many other voices telling me how to get my best life.
I thinking taking a step back from all the advice and guidance is so valuable. I, for one, need the space to process all the information and inspiration I take in on a daily basis! So I thought it would be a good exercise to challenge myself to think of just three things I want. Not three things I need, not three things I want to buy, not three things I can do to have a healthier more organized more beautiful skinnier prettier more well respected spring. Just three things I'd like more of in my day to day life.
- More time spent working on personal projects. That includes this website (which has been a work in progress for nearly a year now...), my painting, writing, and my fashion projects especially. The time I have after work in the evenings is so often sucked up by Netflix, getting food, playing games on my phone, whatever. They're all a result of feeling burnt out at the end of the day and making excuses for myself about why I don't have the creative energy to do anything else. I know that stretching the creative muscle regularly makes it easier. I was so productive for a while, and I've gotten off the horse. I just have to hope back on, and commit to doing it.
- I want to laugh around dinner tables. Or fire pits. Or coffee tables. When I think of what a "good life" is, or a "life well spent," or "what's important in life" – all of those cliches – I think of being at my parents' dining room table and laughing my ass off. I want more of that, with friends, family, new friends, new family, the people that matter. It's not that this doesn't happen in my life currently, I think I have my fair share and then some, I just don't think there's ever such thing as "enough" of that kind of love and magic.
- I want more autonomy. Since moving to Baltimore, I've kept myself in pretty small boxes. I get nervous about driving someplace I don't go all the time; I haven't explored anywhere but the Michael's in Towson on my own; I let my schedule be directed by the schedules of the people I spend the most time with. I know those boxes are built of fear, and I know that I'm the only person who can wield the box cutter that will take them down. I've been here a year and a half now, and I can't let the things that made me nervous still hold me back.