Sept 29 2022

Today is a big birthday for one of my best friends. Most of the time, I have no idea how old my friends are…or recently, how young they are. Age, numbers, never mattered to me.

I cared about how my friends treated me, how much they made me laugh, how well they treated themselves, and if we could grow together. Sure, that all still matters.

And now the numbers are starting to matter.

They matter because we live a finite life in this body this time around. My bucket list is long and time seems to be traveling much faster than I’ve been able to.

I want to expand my super power of play now to include prioritizing what’s good for me. It’s hard. It’s pissing some people off. It’s lonely at times.

And it’s necessary.

Saying no is powerful
Losing sleep over saying no sucks, and it’s inevitable at first
Reaching towards watercolors and large black canvases instead of Mosaics was scary at first.
And now I have the beginnings of another body of work that I’m excited about will share and show soon.
Doodling, drawing, zentangling all felt like a royal waste of time and materials.
And now I’m researching how to make textiles, paper products, and carpets from those designs.
Change is hard at first.
And the alternative is status quo or regret and I don’t have time or tolerance for either.

I do all of this work alone, and I don’t do any of it alone.

I have colleagues, pals, action buddies, grief buddies, mentors, mentees, and dear friends who bear witness, offer support, constructive criticism, resources, tools, dinners, gigs, referrals, and perfectly timed encouraging emojis. 🤪

I’m lucky. I’m privileged. I work hard. And I’m a great friend. And I’m privileged and lucky to have great friends.

I hope you are too and if you are, please send me a few words about yours.

If any of these sentiments speak to you, I invite you to join me next February in Malibu at our 2nd annual retreat: “The life you dream of is in your non dominant hand.” Check out the Event page here for more details soon

HBD. D!