I didn’t write the Creators Dispatch this week at the usual time and place I do (Wednesday mornings at my desk). Because I wasn’t here at my desk to write to you all. The funniest part of practise is ritual and ritual being the hinge and portal to allow the thing to actually happen.
Could I have written the dispatch from my phone, yes? Could I have written it in the car, yes? But was that an interesting thing to me, no.
Sharing these findings requires a coffee at my desk, the ritual of sitting down with myself to share. It is a practise of paying attention and my attention was on the lake and on a paddle baord and on pulling my dog out of the reeds, and on reapplying spf 50 when I got out of the water, the place where I know I will have a 408920 big beautiful ideas but feel the “but I gottas” clang around in my head for the first 48 hours. On the other side of that is the big beautiful idea, but holy shit healing the joy-sucking-perfectionism-demon is a hard path and is required to show up in the messy way. The try and try again even if the conditions aren’t right.
Ok so how do we actually heal the joy-sucking-perfectionism-demon? We look it squarely in the eyes and say “hey I see you, lets talk about it” and then bring it to In The Roots on Tuesday August 9th to discuss BRINGING OUR CREATIONS HOME AKA MARKETING AKA TALKING ABOUT OUR WORK AKA THE OTHER HALF OF CREATING 🛣 If you have a book sitting in the drafts folder, a workshop idea in your notes app and a painting in your closet that you want to share with the world. YOU ARE GONNA WANNA BE THERE. This is my masterclass on marketing, feelings, instagram, newsletters and sharing your big beautiful creations with the world. Even if it is a day late. 😉 Join us In The Roots, together in this messy process.
No findings list this week cause I literally only paddle boarded around the lake thinking of all the things I want to make. I used to think paddle boarding was a silly rich white lady thing but then I tried it and loved it. A spell and blessing for allowing ourselves to like the thing, even if we feel silly or like we “can’t have it” 🪄🪄
I love you all
Phoebe