Becoming What We Always Wanted to Be

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f inertia. It’s puzzling to think that the things that we love the most are often set aside for the mundanity of life.I do understand that those mundane things that I refer to include working to pay for the house, the food, the clothes, electricity, you know, stuff that we need to survive. However, the existential issue is that we need more than this to make a life. A satisfying life anyway.Whether it’s art or words or gardens or model train sets — insert your most favourite thing in the world here — there is more to us than survival. So how is it that we can become so lost in the everyday woes of life? Where time and money get in the way of being, of just being ourselves in the truest sense for us.I gave up on New Year’s resolutions a long time ago because they often fall by the wayside well before the en

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d of January. Usually, because the resolutions we choose don’t mean enough to us.The only thing is that this creativity thing has been nagging at me for some time now and I think it’s worthy of a resolution. I think it’s worth the declaration to say this is who I am and this is how I want to live and this is the year to do it.This creativity thing. This is me.Artist. Writer. Sewist. That person who makes stuff. That person who loves colour and form and words. That person who has decided that this is the time, this is the year to have courage.This is the year to grow and to be that self that I set out to be many years ago. More years ago than I care to count or admit.2024. The year of getting stuff done. The year where creativity is up front and centre.</article></body>

Becoming What We Always Wanted to Be

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I have been thinking a lot lately about how our lives move and change over time. About where we came from and how we got to where we are. In my case, about why I chose the meandering path instead of getting straight to it. Straight to becoming that person that I most needed to be.

Lately, I have thought a lot about art and writing and sewing, about how they matter so much to me. I often wonder, how is it that I don’t do enough of these things that I know nourish my soul?

What is this thing that holds me back? I know that I am not alone here with my crazy sense of inertia. It’s puzzling to think that the things that we love the most are often set aside for the mundanity of life.

I do understand that those mundane things that I refer to include working to pay for the house, the food, the clothes, electricity, you know, stuff that we need to survive. However, the existential issue is that we need more than this to make a life. A satisfying life anyway.

Whether it’s art or words or gardens or model train sets — insert your most favourite thing in the world here — there is more to us than survival. So how is it that we can become so lost in the everyday woes of life? Where time and money get in the way of being, of just being ourselves in the truest sense for us.

I gave up on New Year’s resolutions a long time ago because they often fall by the wayside well before the end of January. Usually, because the resolutions we choose don’t mean enough to us.

The only thing is that this creativity thing has been nagging at me for some time now and I think it’s worthy of a resolution. I think it’s worth the declaration to say this is who I am and this is how I want to live and this is the year to do it.

This creativity thing. This is me.

Artist. Writer. Sewist. That person who makes stuff. That person who loves colour and form and words. That person who has decided that this is the time, this is the year to have courage.

This is the year to grow and to be that self that I set out to be many years ago. More years ago than I care to count or admit.

2024. The year of getting stuff done. The year where creativity is up front and centre.