Thanks Giving Day and My Perfectionist Flew Out the Window ~ What a Relief!

Tomorrow I am turning the computer off and instead of staring into the screen I'll be looking out at the deep blue ocean. We are packing snacks, taking lots of drinking water and a friend and I are leaving early in the morning for the beach. It's a Thanksgiving tradition here in Hawaii and this time of year beach time is something I treasure.

I've been on a huge learning curve over the last few weeks and it's not over yet.  I have been revamping our Creators Choice website to make it easy for you to find the New Write with Spirit Schedule of Global Teleclasses along with more cool stuff to support the creator in all of us.

I've been learning the inside "stuffing" of website building and I've had my share of "mystic aches."  Links are broken, pages have dissappeared and the perfectionist in me flew out the window hours ago. Still - if you want an imperfect peek at the imperfectly created Write with Spirit side of Creators Choice you can hop over there and visit. I'll be adding more soon. Well maybe not so soon. I'm going to take some time off to appreciate the wonderful, incomplete, unfinished nature of this perfect life.

We never get it done, and so we have a number of choices. Here are a few of them:
Worry, fret and get upset about the "imperfection" we see
 or
Enjoy the journey exactly as it is today.
Is that possible?
The ego says NO!
The Spirit says Yes!

Sending Gratitude
Thanks for Being YOU!

Write with Feeling ~ Flat or Alive

Good writing in inclusive. It takes us on a journey. It welcomes the whole experience of living and gives it words. Whether you are journal writing for personal growth, or writing for a specific project notice if your feelings are involved.

• When you write are you aware of your feelings?
• Do you allow your feelings to write through you?
• Do you shy away from some feelings and embrace others?

Last night was Class Three in our Writers Flow series where we focus on writing with feelings and that is exactly what we did. There was laughter. There were tears. There were moments when we all dropped into the deepest and most tender places in our hearts while listening to a vignette written from a wide open feeling heart. And there were times we were taken on an adventure - through descriptions that called us in to our own feelings. Sharing hearts. What can be better than that?

When you feel flat your writing will feel flat also.
When you feel alive your writing will be alive also.

Do You Remember? Making it All Up ~ The Power of Imagination

"I learned about the sacred art of self decoration with the monarch butterflies perched atop my head, lightning bugs as my night jewelry, and emerald-green frogs as bracelets."

- Clarissa Pinkola Estés
(Women Who Run with the Wolves)

I chose my most sparkling earrings today. Not for any special occasion but because I felt like dressing up. Now, believe me, here in Hawaii we are casual. Men go to work in Aloha shirts and women wear sundresses, or pareaus all year round. And really, I'm only going down the road to write this newsletter at Starbucks.  But so what? I like my sparkling earrings.  I feel good when I wear them. So I declared today "Sparkling Earring Day" and that was that.

Do you remember when every day was a major event? Do you remember when there was always something to celebrate? Something to dress up for- a tea party with the Queen, a stuffed animal's birthday - or dress down for - a mud fight with the guys next door, a tree fort to destroy - as the case may be. I remember those early days when the dress code was something I made up for myself.

Have you seen the little girls at the grocery store wearing their princess crowns, lace dresses and magic wands in their hands. What about the little boys in their Spiderman costumes and Superman capes with masks on their eyes and super-sonic weapons at their sides. Do you remember when life was an adventure and you could dress for a variety of parts?

I remember making things up when I was a child. I had a secret language with my best friend and a whole group of shared invisible friends that stayed with us for a number of summers.

Once I created a library in our cottage storage shed. Yes, really. Even back when my daily reading consisted of Archie comic books and Nancy Drew mystery novels I loved books. Thanks to my mother I had my first library card when I was five years old.

I knew about libraries. I had been to the big building with the high ceiling where there was a deliciously quiet hush. I wanted a place like that to call my own. So I made it up. Sometimes my two younger brothers would indulge me by "playing library" with me. But mostly I checked books in and out for myself. I got to use a rubber stamp.

There are some things I have always loved - good books, pens and markers, romantic movies, fine pottery, beaded purses, Buddhas - and some things I have grown to love - sparkling earrings to name just one.

I remember once I went on a "simplicity kick." I decided that it would be better for me to have empty shelves and counters. I got rid of many of my beloved items. I liked it for a few days and then I realized it wasn't me. I came back to myself and allowed my natural creative clutter to surround me.

I remember listening to a tape by Clarissa Pinkola Estes author of Women Who Run with Wolves.and feeling relief as she spoke:  "Find out what you love and surround yourself with it." 

The important thing is to know - really know - what we love. We twist ourselves into knots when we deny our hearts natural wisdom. Our hearts know what we love, what matters to us, what fills us up with purpose, what makes an ordinary day become extraordinary.

What do you remember loving when you were a child? There are clues there that guide us into creative alignment as adults. We had imagination back then. Let's recapture it!

Check out this video on The Power of Imagination