I feel allergic to my computer the past week. I have 230982 ideas and want to get to them all but all I really wanna do is walk around and get coffees (this is all I ever want to do, but my tolerance for anything else feels small). I am surrounded by a swirl of ideas, small seeds, concepts, big dreams. The swirl feels overwhelming not because I don’t know what to do with it, but when I reach out to pull something off the shelf, the whole stack comes tumbling down burying me in it. People die in avalanches because they are told to swim up and with the current of the snow, but dont know the direction they’re facing. They’re told to swim UP with the current so when they create a pocket of air and they are facing down, gravity pushes the snow back around their head, keeping them stuck in the snow.
I am swimming with this current, thinknig I don’t know which way is up. Scared to create a pocket of air. I don’t want to pick one, I want to keep them all around me. To keep swimming.
I love talking about my big ideas out loud, I keep very little in terms of creations close to the chest. A project I have been working on for over a year is being poured out into the world next week, without ever having sprinkled the concept out loud to anyone else, yet. Right now its me and this magical seed I am holding with my collaborator. I want to let go, but the sword of “am I ready” hangs over everything – always.
I forgot all my launch fears and rituals.
When I would create an Okay Shoe collection I would set everything up to auto publish the night before, wait for one sale to come in to make sure things were working properly and then run off into the woods and stay away from cell signal. When I put something into the world it’s not mine anymore, and I am ok with it. I don’t want it to be mine any more, I know my mission on earth is to create for service. My work isn’t for or about me. It is always about us.
I don’t know how well that ritual holds me, or celebrates the work that it takes to take the tap of spirit, into the whole ass thing and then bring it home. I don’t know if dropping the elixir off in the centre of town and peacing out to the woods really is the homecoming I want for myself and my work and the journey it take there.
I am in the swirl.
I am swimming up.
I am bringing it home.
THE MESSY DIY "IM TELLING EVERYONE WHAT I MADE" QUEST 🗺
Another hot secret I have is that I only ever make things that I want for myself. I am going on this journey to bring it home. Come with me?
From Sept 1st to Sept 30th I am running the Messy DIY Quest to bring your work back HOME and not barf when you talk about it! 30 days to take the creation out of the draft folder and into the world. Prompts + inspiration + scripts to share your BIG BEAUTIFUL DREAM with the world delivered to your inbox for 30 days. You ready?
FINDINGS
Caitlyn’s Cycle Syncing summer school! 🚌🖍
Creative Advising slots are sliding scale till end of August!
Viola Davis book. is. so. good! 😤
I am a meme queen now
Thank you to those that asked about BETA tester spots last! I am taking on two more clients for this experiment! These are best for folks that run a team at an establish business/startup or Business Owner. You are feeling stagnant with your current offerings and want to take your management, organization, offerings, welling being and DOLLA DOLLA BILLS to the next level.
i love you all!
Phoebe