A peach butterfly and second grade. That’s what it all comes down to. My attempt to use chalk to color a butterfly that would join all the other butterflies out on the hallway bulletin board. I knew it was bad but no matter how hard I tried that butterfly just wasn’t pretty. When my best friend walked by and singled mine out as being the ugliest, my heart sank and with it any desire to try to be remotely artistic from that point going forward.
Somehow that translated into a lifetime of negative self-talk that my right brain was despicable and that I’d need to find my worth with the practical left brain. Perhaps that’s why when choosing my college major I went for Dental Hygiene instead of Communications or Journalism like one of my professors wanted. Strangely enough, I was one of the very few in my class that tested Abstract instead of Concrete on the personality test. It’s interesting how we can use our perceived limitations to shape major and minor life decisions.
I’m still not artistic. My handwriting is far from pretty and I’m not able to freehand a beautiful picture. However, being artistic is not the same thing as being creative and that’s a truth that I’m only now fully realizing. Creativity takes on many shapes. The party that you planned and carried out to near perfection, the blog post that you thought of writing and the words you chose to use in it, or the outfit you put together yesterday morning. The collaboration you thought of, the recipe you tried, and the photo you posted to Instagram. These are just a few places creativity is found.
Blogging has enriched my life in many ways but one of the biggest is believing in a part of me that I gave up on long ago. That’s not to say that I’m the most creative, it’s just to say that I am creative. There are people who do it bigger and better.
Sometimes Most of the time I need to search Pinterest for inspiration to get those creative juices flowing, but the thing is they do. When negative labels and restrictions are taken away it’s amazing what mountains are moved.
So for all of my right-brained wannabes and chalk-phobic chicas, I challenge you to start thinking of yourself in a new light. Look at all the things you do on a daily basis that require creativity in the non-conventional way. I hope that it encourages you to try new things and pushes you outside your comfort zone. Hopefully, with time, when someone compliments you on your creativity you’ll be able to say “thank you” without any excuses. I’m still working on that one.
Just don’t give me any peach chalk 😉