From yesterday’s blue to today’s red, the colour shift is enough for me to know there is shift happening, though ironically the shift is actually a settle. It’s been a bumpy seven days!
This combo gave me pause to think on what I do to ground myself to align with my creativity. Here, CBR talks about the King’s confidence becoming a rigidness that prevents new ideas.
I get that confidence has the capacity to create a false sense of security that can compel you to continue to do the same thing, with the same result, over and over (some will tell you that’s success!) but for me confidence has always inspired me to try new things. When I am confident I take major leaps and major risks. I also tend to sparkle enough with those new ideas to co-opt others into jumping with me.
I stay grounded with the mundane – washing, dishes, cooking to name three. They are great places to gestate new ideas.
I was reminded of this yesterday when I was forced to walk to retrieve my car from the mechanic. And guess what – I’m far from being as unfit as I think I am. I really enjoyed it. My routine , within my body, has settled enough now that I can think about an afternoon walk again without keeling over from exhaustion.
What do you do to stay grounded and available for the incoming flow of ideas? Is confidence restrictive or liberating?
The call and response focus has shifted to horses! As it does.
This is Mike’s friend. I had a lot of fun playing with th words. The three small sections I randomly pulled were perfectly theatric. Image is from GOMA promotional material for its 10th birthday, with words from Elyora.
This one is a bit of an odd fish! I started off with an image of boats on a harbour in a sublime violet-hued dusk, and ended up in this hotel room.
There is something about the image that gave me a sense of immense spaci dislocation. The card appear far bigger than I actually was. And I expected at any moment for a Lynchian character to wander through the frame. Or for me to be sucked into it.
Nothing like a little adventure to keep one on their toes. And the subversive shit-stirrer in me wished this particular one didn’t have to go in an envelope!
Image taken from a travel brochure and words from Elyora.