While I Was Busy Being Someone Else – Power of the Redux

(This share is over 3 1/2 years old and the 2nd post I ever wrote for  “The Art of The Well Lived Life.” It was, in essence, my coming out post. I had some startling realizations While I was Busy Being Someone Else. I still feel this post relevant and poignant. Hoping, on this day, you find yourself happy and celebrating who you really are. If you’re not, you can always use today to reclaim your life and live in accordance with your heart. Wishing you all the courage to joyfully celebrate YOU! ~m)

Strange thing happened the other day…

I was called to recount my past life in detail. My corporate life. When thisSomeone else happened, I began to behave like the person I was back then. I got edgy, sharply strategic, unsettled.

I am not a corporate type. It’s not that I’m not smart enough, aware enough, creative enough…I can do those things. It’s my soul. My soul does not agree with the treatment I witnessed as an internal corporate employee. I’m an artist at heart. A writer, a coach and communicator. I appreciate pure intention, honesty, flaws. The human aspect, with all its imperfections makes me joyful.

Do you remember who you really are? As a child you probably knew. Continue reading “While I Was Busy Being Someone Else – Power of the Redux”

Sometimes I Need a Jump Start

jump startSometimes I need a jump start.

A real honest-to-goodness kick in the ass.

Lately, I’ve been droning along…needing that jump start. It could’ve taken a good set of defibrillators to get me humming along. I’m kind of like a short order cook. When breakfast and lunch set in, I’m cooking on all the burners and building up steam – happily losing my freaking mind. Then, between rushes, I fall asleep. The kitchen could be on fire, but I hardly would know it, basking in the warm glow of the down time.

Maybe I’m like a fainting goat.

I’m not the slow and steady wins the race kind of girl. I’m Nascar, I’m a firefighter, I’m crisis management, a lunatic trooper. That’s me. (click to Tweet if it’s YOU, too!)

And every time the lull sets in for more than a few days…I panic. I think I’ll never be stoked again. But, you know what? After all these years I think I’ve pinpointed the formula for getting me going.

Over-commit.

Why not just try a good cup of coffee, you say? Weak. Over-commitment is the Beluga caviar of motivation. (click to Tweet) It works every time. I mean, I can actually feel my hair stand on end. I suppose it’s because I take my commitments seriously. Do you? I see a deadline looming and I feed off that urgent energy like a zombie during the apocalypse …yes, a zombie chowing on Beluga…or something like that.

I don’t think this is necessarily the best way to approach my Well Lived Life. But, I seem to be making the most of it – AND I am enjoying myself.

I recently committed to #100tweetables – It’s about making something each day (art for me) for 100 days. Check it out at #100dayproject or visit Elle’s website here. Of course, I’m behind – but I have 97 days to catch up. First I need to finish the work for my June show and 6 “micro-pieces” and a commission and submit some….never mind, you get the point.

Stoked.

So, this is just a short one, because, you know, I’m sort of busy. Didn’t want you to think I forgot about you! NEVER! What’s your summer looking like?

My hair is on fire and I love it!!!

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P.S.  There’s still time to get in for the drawing for a free art piece. Sign up for my monthly art newsletter here. April 30th I’ll select a winner. No worries if you’re out of the area – I’ll mail it to you!

If you’d like to follow me on my #100tweetables journey just type the hashtag into Twitter, Facebook or Instagram and you’ll see them. FUN! (But give me through the weekend to catch up).

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The Price of Giving Too Mucho

(Since I’m on an undisclosed beach in Mexico, filling my own cup, (and draining the occasional shot glass) I thought you might like to read this again…or even for the first time, because I’ll bet you’ve been here, too – not the beach, but the place where you’ve given too mucho)

My cup is almost empty. There’s no more wind in my sails. I can only giving too muchthink in trite clichés.

I’ve given pretty much all of it away.

I’d like to think I’m a bottomless-well, serving buckets of goodwill, assistance and cheer to everyone I meet – but it’s a negligent practice that can lead to a parched throat and scowling countenance. Ooops, there goes the cheer.

I’m not that generous. At least not now.

I offer a lot of assistance – I know that about myself. I will generously promote you, tirelessly applaud you, praise you, share with you, give of my time. Don’t feel sorry for me –

Human beings do not repeat behaviours that don’t have a pay-off in it for them. (click to Tweet).   Continue reading “The Price of Giving Too Mucho”

Life is a Poem

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It’s April – National Poetry Month. I’ve been spending March and  April writing haiku – a form of Japanese poetry, in preparation for my upcoming June art exhibit with the talented Judy Jacobs titled “See it with Words.”  This exhibit features writing and visual art. It opens June 11th at ARTHOUSE Gallery.

In honor of what I believe is the rawest, most saturated and divine form of expression, I’m presenting you with 3 poems, in different forms. These are, of course, some of my favorites. I hope you enjoy them. If you’d like to add a poem that speaks to you, please do so in the comments. I’d love to know what speaks to you! It’s a good way to celebrate National Poetry Month.

Mary Oliver’s “The Journey” is a poem that spoke to me as I transitioned from working in the corporate world to becoming a full time artist. I’m sure this piece speaks to your experience with transitions as well…at least I hope it does.

This Maya Angelou poem speaks to the indomitable human spirit and the common, perhaps familiar feeling of being opposed or defeated. I love that the author is reading it….the sound of her velvety voice is comforting to me and makes me smile. And Still I Rise.

Finally, I present a “boss poetry jam” by Derrick Brown exploring what is “holy” in our world. It might be more than you think. This one gives me chills for the obvious reasons. It is worth every second of your time.

Also, a gentle reminder, April 21st is Poem in Your Pocket Day. (Click to Tweet) Click on the link to learn more and download a poem for your pocket. Of course, writing your own would be a fine thing to do, too. Feel free to share these and celebrate….

Because Life is A Poem,
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No April Fool


No April Fool
I may have been a fool in March, but refuse to be an April Fool. No joke. The tail is wagging the dog in Michelle Land, and of course, the tail is my computer addiction and social media. Bear with me. I think I can pull this thing together before the end.

Monday a bottle of water took a spill on my laptop. I had to (almost) go cold turkey without my “device fix,” forcing me to sing the praises of iPads and phones. You know my struggles, and I had to wonder, was it irony, justice or both?

Then, blog reader, Amy brought to my attention the time requirements of social media and how it might contribute to my “addiction.” True that…but we can’t live sans electronic devices, especially if we’re using them for business. I began to consider I could be working smarter. Maybe, I could take a page out of my consulting playbook and implement the Pareto Principle and some time management techniques on my own bad self. Seems doable.

Finally, yesterday I had a conversation with a dear chum about friends. Seems most of us have our close friends, our garden variety friends, acquaintances and strangers. Our inner circle of friends know us the best and support us the most (click to Tweet). They are to be valued above all else.

Then, I realized….

When it comes to social media, especially Facebook, many of us have lots of “friends.” Being that they’re friends, I’ve made a habit of getting to know almost all of them…like you would with good friends. I’ve met several people who live in cities different from my own, in person, and it’s been a blessing because they’re delightful. But, lately I’m beginning to feel the weight of focusing energy too many different ways. On Facebook we’re bombarded with family deaths, friends facing health Continue reading “No April Fool”