Oh yes, I am still illustrating my thoughts. Today’s thought is courtesy of some deep soul diving I have been doing the past few months. I think this one came from Beyonce. Or Deepak Chopra. Or Rick Warren. Or someone wise like that. But it keeps sticking with me, because it is a lesson I have yet to fully live.
It’s hard to not worry about what others think, isn’t it? Maybe most of the time I do better at not giving a rat’s ass than a lot of people. But also, sometimes deep down, I am faking that I don’t care when I kind of do, down there in my soft, frightened ego underbelly. I still have room to work on living this one fully.
Also, I think when you have a “strong” and “decisive” personality at a young age–and especially if you are a female–at some point you feel pressure to be less “strong” or more quiet your opinions, lest you get thought “not nice” or as you get older, labeled a Bitch. No kind-hearted, well-raised girl want to be a B! Except that the label can get slapped on for an awful lot of reasons that are in no way actually bitchy. It’s an easy way for haters to shut a strong-minded independent girl up. It’s an easy way to silence opposition, even when it is done in a nice way! In short, everyone has got an opinion, so you might as well ignore them all and listen to the only one that matters–the Audience of One. You. Your soul. Or God, if it pleases you more to interpret it that way. Live for One, and ignore the rest.
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Last weekend I had a wonderfully relaxing trip to Chicago, in honor of my 36th birthday. One of my wishes for the trip was to sneak in a visit to some of my favorite design shops. On Saturday, my husband obliged with a 3-mile run down to Jayson Home and Garden. It was like running toward the Promised Land. Jayson did not disappoint. And afterward I fed him with delicious cheesy pizza as reward for his birthday wish loyalty. Don’t worry, the pedometer told us that we walked nearly 25,000 steps (over 12 miles) on Saturday, so I am pretty sure he melted that cheese right off. Check it:
So I am traveling this week for work. I was up very late (4 am) on Sunday doing some stuff for deadline. Up at 7:30 for motherly and work day. Traveled all evening, then arrived, after delays in Chicago, at 1:30 am. Picked up my rental car. No GPS like I had requested…which I need in unfamiliar places and don’t have a navigator to watch the google maps app for me while I drive. Finally get on the road….after several wrong turns, finally arrive to hotel at 2:45 am. Have to park waaaaaay far away, buy at least there was security patrolling the parking lot. Finally hit the sheets about 3 am.
I walk out to my car in the parking lot this
morning noon and see this. Yeah, I did not notice that at pickup….while driving 25 45 miles….when getting out and locking the car last “night”. Now wondering what other details I miss in life when i am walking around overly tired…
Because on Sunday, I have time to do things like make tortillas from scratch and spend 15 minutes tickling the baby and shop at the ONE Whole Foods in all of Omaha (I miss having them everywhere like in Denver, when I could just run in and grab certain WF specific items).
And watch my most creative boy completely in his element at a Lego sculpture competition (with THREE entries). Really loved that.