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<\/h3>\nRe-reading my blog posts<\/p>\n
Remembering<\/p>\n
Reminding myself…oh yeah, that was what I had in mind!<\/p>\n
Reminding myself this is a different day, a different way.<\/p>\n
I guess it is only natural to come to the end of a year and look back. Where was I then, where am I now? \u00a0It has been nearly a year that I have been doing this blog, and I have wondered whether I am still looking for answers to my creative shift questions. \u00a0Or have I quietly made the shift while hardly noticing.<\/p>\n
I am more settled \u00a0and comfortable in my own skin at the moment. \u00a0I say \u201cat the moment\u201d because that can change as I shift points of view. \u00a0But I can truly say I am glad, very glad to be where I am in my life.<\/p>\n
One thing that is very noticeable, is the change in how I refrain from putting pressure on myself to be other than what I am or where I am. \u00a0The decreasing use of \u201cshould\u201d has not escaped my notice\u2014neither has the resulting increase in peacefulness. \u00a0It is about time.<\/p>\n
It really is\u00a0<\/b>all about time\u2014taking the time to listen, to reflect, to explore and to play. \u00a0I can say I feel \u201ceven\u201d. \u00a0I don\u2019t know how to describe it any better than that, but it is a good place to be and to begin.<\/p>\n
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I have always been a planner, a list maker, an organizer, an arranger of chaos. \u00a0It quiets my mind\u2014which really helps sometimes. \u00a0But it is also a pretty bossy way to proceed. \u00a0 So I make plans to shut up my inner critic, but now I notice that I am often choosing to forget the plans, the lists, the expectations. \u00a0What the heck! \u00a0Who am I trying to please?<\/p>\n
And what about the big question? \u00a0Do I still call myself an artist<\/strong>? \u00a0<\/b>Quietly, the answer comes to me. \u00a0Yes. \u00a0What I see in looking back over this year of questioning, is that being an artist is just there<\/b>. \u00a0It is in<\/b>\u00a0the questions, it is in the seeing, it is in the way I do, and plan, and problem solve, and it is in the way I explore and play. \u00a0I couldn\u2019t get away from it if I tried. \u00a0Whether it is cooking or politics, bird watching or cleaning, traveling or staying home, alone or in a crowd, it is just the way I am.<\/p>\n After a lifetime of trying to BE<\/b>\u00a0an artist, somehow it is more about getting out of the way of the question, and just letting it show up, because it is already there.<\/p>\n I sure hope some of this makes sense. \u00a0I sure hope it helps to reduce some of the anxiety we feel about who we are and what we should be doing. \u00a0Being an artist isn\u2019t really a great and pretentious thing to be. \u00a0It is a way of going about life, thoughtfully alive to possibilities. \u00a0We can do that.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Thinking Out Loud… Re-reading my blog posts Remembering Reminding myself…oh yeah, that was what I had in mind! Reminding myself this is a different day, a different way. I guess it is only natural to come to the end of a year and look back. Where was I then, where am I now? \u00a0It has … Continue reading “Revisiting Myself”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/622"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=622"}],"version-history":[{"count":15,"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/622\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":671,"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/622\/revisions\/671"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=622"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=622"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=622"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"\"](\"https:\/\/cynthiacorbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/96651B98-1394-4A91-810C-0526AD7F52C3-1024x768.jpeg\")
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