Armpits, ease and beauty. Painting, a journey...

It's almost February, I guess I should stop saying happy new year soon, but not just yet. 

HAPPY NEW YEAR! 

I'm saying it (again) because it feels like the year is just starting.  Maybe it's because the days are finally getting perceptively longer, or maybe it's just that the pressure is off. 

I told you I was going to take it slow, to see what the year would reveal to me, and I have. 

I've been doing a lot of dreaming, desiring, writing and tea drinking with my special peeps.  The picture isn't 100% clear yet, but it's getting clearer every day. 

One of the things that I've done to clarify my intentions for 2013 involved, and this is going to sound weird, very sore armpits. 

As in the muscles of my armpits hurt.  Not in a bad way, but in a "I've been using my body to do stuff I don't normally do" way. 

I think my Pilates instructor would be proud, apparently I really should be using my armpits more often.

Why sore armpits? 

At 9:45pm last Thursday evening I was struck with the need (yes NEED) to paint my office/living room.  I got to Home Depot at 9:55pm to get some starter supplies, hole filling goo, a spatula, an enviro painting kit (code for crappy low quality gear you'll have to replace the very next day) and ceiling paint. 

Then I spent the whole weekend moving furniture, cleaning, painting, painting, painting, cleaning, taking apart furniture, moving furniture, curbing furniture, moving books, etc... 

It feels like I'm living in a new home and it feels GREAT!

Sometimes when you're not sure what to do, it's time to DO something. 

In the doing, something becomes clear.  For me, it became super clear that I need to stop pushing. 

My first day of my painting was all about "GETTING IT DONE!" no matter how late, how tired or what the cost. 

The second day started out in the same vein.  I woke up early, didn't meditate, went to the paint store to get a new brush (because the first one was crappy, buy quality my friends, learn from the vitamix!) and rushed home to get to work.  I was grumpy and feeling generally like a big fat poopy head.

When I got home, I thought I should at least try to meditate for a few minutes, but I shouldn't linger because there was WORK TO BE DONE!

But as soon as I sat down on my cushion, I knew that I wouldn't get up for an hour. 

You see I've been working through Danielle LaPorte's Desire Map, reconnecting myself with what's really important, and one of the things that she says over and over again is that you have to enjoy the journey, you can't just do it for the end result.

Once I was reminded of this, the second day of painting became very different from the first.

It found me with a beautiful paint brush, taking my time, painting winged hearts on the walls, listening to The Desire Map, singing my heart out and generally having a lovely time. 

I was painting my room in a way that reflected how I wanted to feel in that room.  Easy, joyful, connected and beautiful.

Want to hear something curious? 

Doing it the fun, easy, pleasurable way, took EXACTLY the same amount of time as the pushing, have to get it done way. 

Another thing that was really interesting to notice was that when I was pushing, my mistakes were driving me C-R-A-Z-Y.  When I was doing it from a place of pleasure, I was still making mistakes, but I didn't really care.

It was work, sore armpits work, but it didn't feel like work.

I have to say that since I painted my office life has looked and felt very different.  Opportunities are pouring in and that they all feel very easy, joyful, connected and beautiful.  Coincidence? 

Painting is such a great teacher for me.  Last time I did a lot of painting I learned about the importance of practice.  This time, I learned the importance of savouring the journey.  I wonder what I'll learn next time?

I'd love to hear your experiences with enjoying the journey rather than rushing for results. 

Where are you pushing when you could be seeking pleasure?

Let me know in the comments below and if you enjoyed this I would be tickled cherry red if you shared it with your friends.

Take care,

Cecilia

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Unplug Your Internet!

I had a revelation today! 

I realized that when my partner is at work I can UNPLUG the internet.  The ping of a new email is to me, what the ding of that bell was to those Pavlovian dogs. 

I can't not look...

What do I think I'm going to find in there? 

A cure for cancer!  Free cashmere sweaters!  An email transfer for $10,000!

Puppies!!!! Real puppies!!!!

More often than not, it's a facebook comment that somebody I don't know has made on somebody I sort of know's post.  I couldn't care less. 

But that doesn't stop me from clicking.

So today, I turned off the internet.  I didn't just turn it off on my computer (that doesn't work, I've tried), I unplugged it.  Wow!  A brave new world revealed. 

Remember typewriters? 

In university I used to borrow my friend Graham's word processing typewriter.  There was this tiny little screen where you could see what you were writing, but that was it. 

No facebook, no youtube, no adorable elephants named Tara with best dog friends named Bella. 

Today after turning off the internet I opened a blank document in Word, fiddled with the font type and size and started writing.  Just like a typewriter!

I thought I was sitting down to write this, to write to you, but I didn't.  I just wrote about...  stuff.  Whatever.  It didn't really matter.  I did it for two hours and I did it because I enjoyed it.   

It was more than just turning off the internet.  It was also about allowing myself to write for the sake of writing.  To write for the pleasure of writing. To write for myself.

Jumbo crayons in both fists scribbling on your bedroom wall kind of writing.

Last week I asked you what you're struggling with.  I had so many great responses (thank you!) which I will be addressing in the weeks and months to come. 

A few of you wanted to know how to start, where to start and why to start.  I have a lot to say about starting but today, start here:

Unplug your internet!

Seriously, but first send this to a friend so they can unplug their internet too. 

When you're back online I'd love to hear all about what happened when you unplugged, so be sure to comment below.  

Take care,

Cecilia

ox

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It's only January 3rd, Relax!

Happy New Year sweet one. 

I had a plan.  It was BIG.  It involved lots of ACTION and DOING and GETTING THINGS DONE and it was going to start...  Yesterday. 

OK, that's not quite true. I didn't have a plan but that date, January 2nd, was breathing down my neck. 

I should have a plan.  I should have a list.  I should be knocking things off that list. 

I've had a break, now it's time to dust off the whip and get to it.  Right?  Wrong...

It's winter.  It's cold (thank the earth mother goddess, the warm weather was freaking me out), it's dark, the moon is waning.  I have a sweater to finish and episodes of Glee to watch.  ;)

I gave up resolutions a long time ago.  Now I choose one thing to work on. 

An intention, a red balloon to let go of, a warm squirmy puppy to cover me with kisses and then run away to nap. 

Last year I chose one word.  Creativity.  I wanted more of it and I got it.  Contact improv dancing in the spring, singing with choir!choir!choir! in the fall and lots of writing throughout the year.

This year?  I'm not sure yet. 

It's not something to force, it's something to allow.  Don't run after the chipmunk, hold out the almond and let it come to you. 

The fact is, I feel a little like the tin man after a rainstorm, a little rusty, moving slowly with my friends helping me out with the oil can.

So for now I'm just holding it up, asking the question, sitting still and listening.  One thing that has become clear already is that is has to be kind, it has to be gentle and it has to be loving. 

Or as my partner Mike said to me when I was getting worked up yesterday, "What if 2013 is the year of no guilt?".  Oh wouldn't that be a treat.  I think I'll start there...

What about you?  Do you already have a theme for the year or will you wait and see?  I'd love to hear about it, you can comment below. 

Big love to you and you'll see a post from me soon, I just wanted to say hi and don't worry if you don't have it all figured out yet, I don't either.   

Take care,

Cecilia
ox

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