I said defiantly.
I knew I needed a change. On the surface, everything seemed fine. I had a good marriage, three hilarious kids, and a comfortable home in a nice neighbourhood.
But I was exhausted from doing all the things—irritated and stressed by everything on my plate. I was always running to and from something. Work. Hockey games. Errands. In-laws.
My entire life felt like a game of ping-pong.
My anxiety worsened as I repeatedly told myself to exercise more, eat better, meditate, and leave room for a social life. If you had told me to add anything else, I would’ve politely told you to shove it up your a**.
Can you relate?
Can you relate?
In my quest to do everything, I ended up resenting all of it. I had made a lot of choices that didn’t come from the heart. My ongoing need to look and feel responsible was suffocating my joy.
“WTH?” I remember thinking one day. “This isn’t me.” I have a degree in Art History! As a third-grader, I was checking out books on Rembrandt. I’ve never felt like I belonged with the corporate 9-5 crew.
But I also didn’t feel like I belonged in the art world. While I’ve lurked at the edges, I didn’t see myself as an artist. I can only tolerate a smidge of woo-woo. I’m not a hippie.
Still, I couldn’t deny the feeling that there was something more for me than this soccer-mom life. I could hear my mind, body, and spirit begging me to do something that would nourish my creativity.
So I slowed down. Got quiet. I played with paint. Began writing. I even tried my hand at weaving. And something wonderful happened...
I realized I'm a left-brained analytic creative with the soul of a poet.
Don't tell yourself you're not creative because you don't fit the mould of what a creative person looks like. I told myself that for a long time because nothing out there spoke to me.
That's why I started Poet Soul, so lefties like us could see that there's creative resources out there that don't induce eye-rolling.
We lefties are creative too, sometimes we just need a little nudge. Maybe you don’t know where to start or how to nurture that part of your life anymore. Perhaps you feel, like I did, that it’s not your world—or your life is too hectic.
I understand, and I’m here to help. I work with people just like you. I teach them how to cut out the things that leave them worn out and unfulfilled. I can help you find your creative spark or deepen one that's already burning.
Life is too short for “someday.” It’s time to tell that treadmill lifestyle, “no more.” It’s time to nourish your creativity. Are you ready?
Human potential, small steps, beautiful things, colour, nature, and cutting out the noise to make room for the fabulous.
Pretense, parades (really, I don't like them), large crowds (see parades above), saying yes out of guilt, and unmade beds.
Walking my dog, being cajoled onto the trampoline by my kids, playing with colours, relaxing on my deck swing, tending flowers.
Morning meditation, green tea and matcha, GF oatmeal with cardamom, yoga or bootcamp, reading before bed, and 750words.com.
I learned creativity was the
missing piece to my joy.
The Immeasurable World
My Favorite Things
Traveling — especially to Jamaica for callaloo, rice and peas, and chatting with the locals!
my happy place!
The Woods! It's my zen place where all of my best ideas happen.
Hygge! I'm that girl who takes pleasure in soothing things. I love coziness for the soul. Thick blanket, soft couch, hot drink. I'm in.
My Favorite Things
Screen porches. Benjamin Moore's Cloud White. Ragdolls and mini-Aussies. The colour orange. Big skies.
my guilty secret
Cooking for company. I love menu planning and creating in the kitchen. But day-to-day? I leave that to hubby!
Photos! Taken close to home and far, far away. Nothing too staged. The more natural and in-the-moment, the better.
Where I stand on the super important stuff... Agree / disagree?
Let me give you permission to say no to things that don't fill you up.
And, give you the tools to boost your creativity and nurture the artist inside of you!
Helping Creatives Step into their Art