This weekend, we had a new couch coming and 6 boys sleeping over for my kiddo’s birthday. I was about to explode with anxiety. I needed to get a copy of the lease for the delivery guys…Anticipating asking for that copy almost made me throw up. I won’t even mention the muck I hacked through to get the email invites out to the boys. But I did it. I did it!
Feeling anxious can choke creativity off in the worst way. There are so many colors, marks, and words seeking life, but my mind gets in the grip of this thing that says “DANGER! STOP!” even when there is no danger. Even when I need to keep going… I decided to create through it. With calming colors and words.
I chose to breathe instead. Breathe through the tension, breathe through the fear that something would go wrong, breathe into the possibility that everything could go beautifully.
It did go beautifully.
And then I met a toad who thumped me on the foot while I was walking the dog. I picked him up, but he hopped away when I tried to switch hands. I felt like the luckiest woman on the planet.
And this sunrise.
There was vegan chocolate cookie cake, because of a nut allergy and a dairy allergy. The boys loved the cake. My kiddo (who can’t have dairy) didn’t even have any. Some years he doesn’t eat his own cake. He’s not much of a sweets person, but he always wants a birthday cake. It cracks us up.
The boys played fetch with Coal late into the night. Coal usually goes to bed around 9pm, so he was so sleepy all day yesterday. He slept like a log…a log on a new couch, ha!
I want to do another sleepover for my kiddo. I’ll feel like throwing up as I write the emails. My jaw might be tight and I might have to breathe through it, but I know what those feelings mean now. They don’t mean “don’t do it.” They mean, “I’m scared to do it.” And I can still do it, even if I’m scared. (When I listen, I know why I’m scared, but that’s another post!) Maybe one day I won’t be scared at all.
All of this ♡