A creative life isn't built on huge leaps

I am the biggest baby.

I used to talk myself out of the things I loved.

Big ideas. Big dreams. All possible and still, I’d find a reason not to start.

Fear, perfectionism, people-pleasing, money, time. Same excuses, same result aka stuck, doubting myself, doing nothing.

Perhaps I’m mean, but I’ve held myself back more than anything else ever has for myself so convince me otherwise.

Some humans are dramatic, we’ll complain about not having space or time instead of just taking the class, making the move, trying. We will let anything get in our way.

What I’ve learned is this: a creative life isn’t built on huge leaps.

It’s built on small, unglamorous steps taken over and over again. It’s exhausting!! (There I am being a baby again).

And: that some people will hold you back, but you will hold yourself back even more.

I used to compare myself to everyone and wonder why I wasn’t where I wanted to be.

Now I ask a different question: what am I actually doing to get there?

When I feel that frustration creep in, I look at what needs to go. I change my ‘tude. I lean on my friends.

It started with being honest with myself and choosing myself. Feels so cringe but I love it. Yall can do it too, and to those who have already been doing this, kudos you inspire me!

Just some morning scribbles. 🖊️✨