This time of year used to always cause me a lot of anxiety. I come from a long line of creatives and what seems to be an even longer line of perfectionists and all of the prep, planning, traveling, and social engagements of the holidays used to send me over the edge. Because while I loved being creative and participating in all the festivities... I also wanted to control it all. The garland, the rituals, the culinary confections, the gifting. But there came a point... I couldn't tell you when exactly... but slowly over the coarse of a few years, I started to withdraw back from my perfectionist, Pottery Barn standards and realized that there is no place for perfectionism in creativity. Creativity requires your complete and utter presence. It craves fluidity. Playfulness. Focus. It's selfish. It wants you ALL to itself. So I began to embrace creativity more and perfectionism less. I'm not going to lie, it's been hard. Surrendering to its impulses, rhythm, and timing. But I've learned that it isn't until we truly let go that we are able to see what is waiting to be revealed. And often times, it's nothing short of spectacular. Magic. Which leads me to my next topic :)
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