Day 6 Today’s #Gr8FullCr8ive spark: self-expression.
Ask yourself: In what ways will I (or do I wish to) express myself with gratitude today?
Then do just one of those wishes, one action, one forward motion at a time.
Document what shows up. Share it and hash-tag it #Gr8FullCre8ives
Spark your creative spirit with the #Gr8FullCre8ives Gratitude Challege for #November. Simply repost the prompt image on your Instagram account, then share images and videos that express your gratitude based on the theme for that day. Use the challenge hashtag #Gr8fullCre8ives(might help to remember two 8's, two L's, and one S on the end.) Don't forget to follow both @creativitytribe and@juliejordanscott. Follow the challenge hashtag to support other participants.
Joining late or missed a day...no worries. You set your own challenge pace. Also look for a gratitude series on Periscope with @juliejordanscott and@creativitytribe.
You may choose, like I do, to take 5 minutes and write #5for5BrainDump style.
Here is what happened when I did exactly that....
This morning after I posted my first Instagram image about #Gr8FullCre8ives I was almost immediately remorseful. Apparently self-expression includes a hyphen and I had done it wrong, again, as usual, a perpetual screw up gosh darn it I should just delete it give me a break what kind of a loser am I…. and then I took a deep breath and let all that possibly clog inducing gunk out of my system.
I hadn’t included a hyphen.
This was in no way an enormous problem to humankind, this subtraction of something I hadn’t realized was supposed to be there.
YET this clutter-gunk of self-judgment almost stopped me from continuing to create.
It ALMOST urged me to stop speaking, to stop taking action, to stop connecting with my soul-self and even now makes me feel a little bit more concerned than necessary about whether or not to choose a hyphen.
Instead I let it go and I gathered my notebook and set off to have my Sunday morning breakfast at a local eatery and on the way there I had an urge to visit a park I’ve never had an inkling of existence (easily found thanks to google and GPS). Upon arrival the swing set shouted, “All aboard and swing, love!” so I did and I giggled and I felt each and every pump of my feet and all the wind and the slight resultant nausea. All of it felt heavenly. Gratitude met me from the soles of my feet (touching to the pulsing deep within the earth) all the way to the tops of the glorious linden trees lining the play area.
I hugged another tree and took photos of the textures of its skin. I felt the sand in my shoes from overzealous taps to the sand when I wanted to go higher and higher and higher and I allowed myself to be temporarily afraid that the swing wouldn’t hold this much larger than I was when I was a swinging child version of myself.
I smiled at everyone I encountered as I expressed my self.
When I arrived at the eatery, I did walking meditations of “love” and in my mind and heart I sprinkled love-dust all about the place, especially to the most unsuspecting.
I read a chapter from two books, I ate slowly, I wrote in my notebook. I dumped my brain. I laughed to myself and quietly visited another park on the way home.
I found an odd assemblage of shopping carts. Took photos. Talked to a homeless gentleman and another random man about the device he was riding. “How do you make that move?” I asked him. (Note: I am still not entirely sure.)
I came home, gratitude filling the words I spontaneously sang and cheerfully started doing chores.
What if I had allowed the festering gunk of my lack of a hyphen to get in my way?
What might have happened then?
The thing is, I have let things like a missing hyphen get in my way before in the past. The better news? I am actively practicing no longer allowing that to happen, one swing, one photo, one love meditation at a time.
And yes, the gratitude continues to flow. I bet you feel it, too.
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