Being a creative, spiritual Gal can have its challenges. Let’s break it down:
What is ‘a Creative’?
A creative person is driven by their artistic urges at the expense of anything sensible.
Ok I’ll own it… I live a creative life. I often forget to think about the importance of money. I feel at home when there are papers all over the floor that don’t relate to each other and are impossible to file. How do I file a “Tarot Readings $10 for 10 minutes” laminated A4 sign, with a speeding fine and a bunch of receipts from Coles Supermarket that my sister tells me to keep, but I don’t know exactly what for? (Probably evidence I spend more than I make).
I spend more than I make?
Oh no. That is a belief that has to be dealt with now. Which brings me to my spiritual healer self, who tries to remove that belief through Theta Healing.
So the receipts and assorted papers stay on the floor while I stop to watch an inspiring you-tube video on how to create abundance and heal myself earnestly at the same time.
Then a friend rings with a problem I want to help her solve on the spot.
In the meantime a call comes through. It’s a bride who leaves a message; she wants a celebrant for her wedding. By the time I call back she’s sorted. Someone else calls asking me to do their friend’s funeral, but my boyfriend just booked us plane tickets for a trip for the weekend. A university asks me to do a talk on communication through role-play and the tax department rings me wanting evidence that I am worthy of an ABN (tax number for business).
Evidence I’m running a business!
Which business? I know. I tell him, let me take a photo of all the papers on my floor and text it to you. Surely that is evidence I’m running a business.
And at this point I reach for some dark chocolate, which I convince myself, is healthy. My skin reacts badly to it as I’m in denial about being allergic to sugar.
I need to do the Women’s River Retreat
The only thing is – I’m running it! This is a new venture I’ve started in my beautiful hometown of Blackwood, nestled amongst the trees and river. There were so many gifts given in the first retreat, and thank goodness it is bigger than myself. Way bigger. Its as if the river itself is in charge. I am just the humble facilitator. (See http://www.blackwoodriverretreat.com.au)
Which hat do I have on now?
The oversized purple sun hat with a rim half a kilometer long? Or my Spring Racing Carnival feathers?
Yes I can wear many hats, but I can’t ignore the detail and keep jumping from one thing to the other. So this is my challenge, as a facilitator to empower others, I have to claim and own my life and my own power.
The people’s lives I help transform, requires my own transformation. This is the commitment I’ve made in my heart.
I am at a peri-menopausal crossroads.
The question is do I give up all my hats to follow one clear path, or do I shift some deep beliefs and attitudes to make life flow with ease and grace? And be the amazing superwomen with all the cool hats!
Join me as I share my journey of self-investigation, while eating chocolate and watching Ted Talks. Can’t wait to share the next installment with you.
Thanks for lending your ears.