the art of reshaping

Watercolor on paper

New beginnings can be a blessed thing, but the older I get, the more I understand this is often done with a heavy heart. A goodbye makes the space for a hello.

This year, I am starting a new job outside of the home for the first time since 2012. The much-needed relief of income is around the corner, but the ever-present loss of freedom hangs in the air.

I held tight—possibly for too long—to the idea that the money would come if I was patient, if I listened, if I lived and worked from my heart.

I still believe the money will come if I am patient, if I listen, and if I live and work from my heart.

But I think in addition to listening, there is action.

And sometimes, this action is messy. Creatively, I have had so many ideas I wanted to monetize, and it has been hard to cull which ones are for now and which are for someday. It has been a process of trial and error, with lots of errors. Including making promises I wasn’t ready to keep.

In the meantime, I have bills to pay, and perhaps my prayers of prosperity are being answered—just not in the way I want.

And so this year is a year of Reshaping. No big resolutions, only big devotion to my aliveness.

For now, I’ll be taking the fortress of my imagination down to the studs, so that each room I build is sturdy and true.

I’ll be:
1. Working simpler, smaller, more central to where my heart longs to travel creatively.
2. Removing the monetary attachment to my work on harmony.
3. Focusing on what I would do no matter what.
4. Practicing, playing, and exploring the possibilities before making more promises.

My promise is to harmony, and this is the one I intend to keep.

To keep this promise, I am devoting myself to my Diary of Center practice to better record and more honestly understand my heart’s true desire.

Thanks for being here,
xo C. Rose