Monday, January 10, 2011

tThe First Day of the Rest of My Life

That lofty title is what yesterday was. I was let go from my latest retail job; I was parttime and they needed someone fulltime. This was a sweet job in a new store with lovely people and beautiful clothes, but I never really fit in. Standing on your feet for 6-8 hours a day is a young person's job and I am not so young anymore. People would come in and ask me if I owned the store. I've had to look at what is important to me and who I am at this stage of my life.

It always comes back to - I am an artist. I have been given this amazing place to live, in a community of artists. I have started receiving Social Security. I am blessed by my family and friends. I have woken up and want to not only smell but enjoy all those roses in my life! I want to paint new paintings, write new scripts, teach new students art, acting & writing! I want to allow myself to feel how good all that feels. I want to settle happily into my very good life.

Growing up was a pretty lonely experience for me. After my Mother died, when I was
24, and my family blew apart, I became a runner. Most of my adult life has been spent looking; for a mentor, for the next person, place or thing that will make my life work. Well, amazingly, my life is working right now! It's been hard work and a lot of grace...and goodness gracious I mean to enjoy it!

So I am taking this opportunity of a lost job to embrace the artist I am and give back to the communities I love, hopefully in ways I haven't even thought of yet!

LifeArt: The Art of Creative Living