creative block, Creativity, goal setting, inspiration, mindfulness, Personal Development

Spring Cleaning, Part 1

I came across this quote from Henry Miller, in his book “Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch”.

“Whoever uses the spirit that is in him creatively is an artist. To make living itself an art, that is the goal.”

I really like this. Approaching life fully, with curiosity gives richer meaning to life, I feel.

One doesn’t need to make grand gestures, or a tremendous output of product.

For example, today I did a deep cleaning of my house. I have a little table set by a window that looks out to my back yard. For a long time it’s held a collection of all the thing my magpie side finds out on my explorations. Today I decided to clear that off, and intuitively, I put a journal and a pen on the table. In that moment, I knew I was committing to begin journaling again, or at the very least spend some time every day sitting there and writing or doodling/drawing.

My whole place feels fresh, reset, and open to possibilities. The cleaning’s not complete, but stagnant energy has dissipated.

A simple and mundane task became the gateway to new things. I really need to rewire that lamp. Electricty projects freak me out a bit.

A very good day indeed!

Affirmations, creative block, Creativity, focus, goal setting, inspiration, meditation, mindfulness, passion, Personal Development, Personal growth

Minimum Viable Action

There are times we want to start new habits, yet find it challenging to do so. Today I was introduced to the concept of “minimum viable action”- the smallest possible thing you can do to reach your goal.

I’ve already done this with some things, and advised others to do so. The act of just sitting in a creative space. Or committing to getting out one’s writing materials. The simple act of taking this first step, with consistency, will often lead to the next step, and so on.

One of my life guides recently suggested I start journaling again, as they feel I have a lot to get out.. both for myself and to share with the world. And I have been resistant these past few weeks. My private writing, discovered or sought out by others who snooped, became a betrayal and used against me.

But. I am in my own space now, and the likelihood of that happening is very small. Sitting with this resistance, I realize that the idea letting the thoughts flow from my brain to pen to paper is making me feel raw, and vulnerable, and making some of what is to be expressed… too real.

And I want to start a fresh journal, not in the one I last wrote in 13 years ago. and I need the right pen.. and.. and..

See?

But I got up, grabbed any pen, and any paper, and have begun.

One step at a time.

One stroke of the pen.

One breath.

At.

A.

Time.

And now, dear readers, I ask you this- what is your deepest desire? Does it seem overwhelming? Of course it does! Break it down, yo. What is the smallest thing you can do? Go outside? Simply sit in your creative space? Pick up your musical instrument and hold it?

What minimum viable action will you commit to today, and every day, until it is infused into your way of being?

Turn off everything, and go do it now.