I know, this is not the first time I’ve disappeared from my blog.
Thank goodness for all my smARTist Telesummit Alumni whose art is a balm for bad habits. (I’m waving to every single one of you!!!)
In the past, I’ve fallen off the blog wagon because, honestly, I wasn’t inspired.
And I’d beat myself with the wet noodle of: be disciplined, grl! You don’t need to date the muse every time you write a blog post.
I would scoot over to Alyson Stanfield’s blog or Joan Stewart’s and think: why the heck (well, maybe “heck” is more PG13 than I’m fesin’ up to) can’t I do that?
Have a specific action for you to take/follow.
Then I’d go right back… to working on other things.
Until, bingo, I had something I really wanted to say.
And when I did that – whoa… did YOU show up!
Not only did you come over to read, you commented – and not in sound bites, but thoughtful paragraphs.
The problem was, if you take a good look, my best blog posts (best being what you responded to) pretty consistently and clearly had little to do with either marketing your art or the business of art.
And since that was the front face of smARTist, I’d keep backing myself into a very cramped corner because, of course, I had convinced myself I had to write about what I said I was about.
Except… I wasn’t…
In fact, I was someone else entirely.
Which brings me back to why I’ve been absent this time from the blog.
This time is different. No wet noodles, for one thing. And no dating muse problems either (she’s been patiently getting her nails done while I’ve been noodling around in the re-branding isle. She loves candy-apple red, btw, because she knows it makes me all flirty.)
This time I’ve been gone because, finally, I couldn’t stand not being myself all the time any more!
I took that month off in August – a whole month of doing NOTHING but what moved me each day to do.
When I returned in September, I did the unthinkable (for me), and dropped off every single mind-boggling idea I’d pioneered,or was in the process of pioneering for visual artists, that didn’t thrill me to my soul.
I (gulp) took everything off my plate that made me tired just to look at it, never mind execute it.
I burrowed in and did the same hard work I’ve always asked you to do: I asked myself “Who Am I, really?”
In short, I’ve been redoing my artist statement.
The journey is no where near over (let’s hope it keeps going until I drop this earthly body), but today I came to a singular point of clarity that I’d love to share with you.
Here’s the beginning of what it looks like when I turned around and shined the light on my True Self.
Q: Whom do I work best with?
A: Women Artists who are on the verge of committing to their art full-time
Q: What would Wow these women down to their toes (candy-apple red or otherwise)?
A: Experiencing how different their life feels as they step into a lightness of being and the freedom that moves them forward
Q: What can I give them that will be uniquely effective?
A: I have a knack for hearing where the personality is blocking soul potential so my artist clients can break out of old patterns.
Q: What’s that look like?
A: I can intuitively guide them toward awareness and enlightened action so they become their own best ally as they move forward with ease.
Of course… first I had to do this for myself, find out that I’ve been hiding behind smARTist, but in plain sight all along.
All I had to do was turn around.
I’d love to hear your reaction to this new direction I’m heading (with a spring in my step and my lovely muse by my side).
More to come on what this all means…