My 30 year old reflection greeted me in the mirror for the first time this morning and prompted a series of reflections over the past decade.
What a decade this has been between navigating the busy college years, working a handful of jobs and internships, moving about a dozen times, filling my passport, starting my first professional role and transitioning to my second, getting married, learning how to support my husband through the tumultuous medical training journey in medical school and residency and most recently learning the art of motherhood. I am both humbled and encouraged while reflecting on God's faithfulness during a season full of change and transition.
I started my 20's as an overachieving college sophomore juggling a double major while enforcing hall rules as an RA for residents ripe with patience building potential. I ended my 20's as a wife, mother, and overachieving millennial woman humbled by my efforts to maintain daily responsibilities while holding on to my dreamer's heart...the perfect combination for patience building potential. And thus, I am lead to what I have found to be the most important reflection and life lesson from this decade:
Patience and balance are key to success in work, love, and relationships.
Despite what culture "tells" us, I have learned this life is not a race to achieve, but a journey to explore which is exactly what I intend on doing in my 30s. While this seasoned dreamer realizes "life" will not slow down, I know with patience, all things are possible (Philippians 4:13), including carving out time to develop Creative Habitat and encourage other women to carve out creative space to refuel, refresh, and maintain daily balance.
Bring on the 30s!
Tonight I am using my creative habit to organize many of the logistics associated with laying the foundation for the Creative Habitat website, blog, email list etc. So while I am in "organize mode" and not necessarily "writing mode", I did find this gem while organizing old emails. Ironically, I am posting it almost 8 months from the day it was conceived. Perhaps this means Creative Habitat is in the last trimester of gestation as "a concept" (speaking figuratively) and finally on its way to full exposure including:
Ahhh, creative space, a luxury I have missed. Setting aside time to be with my thoughts has become a bit of hurdle these days. Between endless laundry, dishes and diapers, I find it hard to connect sentences, never mind full fledged contemplations about life, love and faith.
Webster defines "contemplate" as thinking profoundly at length or meditating, so, in an effort to reclaim this necessary and holy space of meditation I have decided to lock myself in my bathroom, shut the door, and give myself 20 minutes of uninterrupted "me"ditation time before crawling in bed.
Tonight creativity is my muse and I find myself once again waiting for God to reveal a little inspiration...and as though he knows what I'm up to, I hear a faint squeak from the crib on the other side of my porcelain sanctuary reminded me of the "little inspiration" and creative gift God's blessed me with through my 4 month son.
Similar to my my blank page or an artist's empty canvas, a baby is a new hope of life demanding attention, care and creative problem-solving. A baby will not let you forget the creative potential and renewal each day brings. Children inspire a habit of devotion and love...two essentials required to nurture and develop any creative gift God blesses us with.
It is my hope these nightly meditations will nurture and develop the creative habit of writing I feel called to while encouraging other women to nurture and develop their creative gifts as well.
My timer is beeping, confirming it is time to wrap up, but only until tomorrow when I fully intend to continue to develop Creative Habitat. Please join me and commit to embrace a little creative time and space in your own busy day...you've earned it!
"Where is your Creative Habit at?