I hope these words find you somewhere warm and feeling a moment of peace in your day.
That is always my hope as I type these love notes to you. When you read this letter you feel a little tension subside and it's like a warm hug. Let your shoulders relax a bit and feel that now.
Deep breath, heart expanding, aaaaahhhh.....
That felt good.
I want to share with you a quick insight and offer encouragement to you if you've ever considered doing something a little risky before.
Last night I taught my first art class.
You might be thinking, "big whoop. You're an artist. So what?"
But what I want you to know is that this is embarking way out of my comfort zone. It is a place I have never ventured to go before now.
Uncharted waters, me at the helm, no real experience per se.
This is something I have a million reasons never to do in my life.
Like most of us, I have my own story of not being good enough, smart enough or experienced enough to call myself an expert or a teacher. I have that nagging fear of being found out as a fraud, a poser, someone who is just faking it.
So when I felt the strong inspiration to teach an art class, one that was unique, delved deep into self-love, creativity, fun and magic, I knew it was totally what I wanted to do. My heart just lit up!
Then came the doubts.
I'm not a teacher and I never went to art school, so right there my fear of failing found a whole lot of evidence to support it's case.
But to make a long and familiar story short, I did it anyway.
I decided to put an invitation out to a few friends. Women I knew that trusted me and would be delighted at the chance to paint together.
I played it safe in that way and that felt good.
The response was a BIG YES.
It was on!
I've been transforming the studio space ever so slowly since we moved in, but now I had a deadline!