This is a piece I began last night at the mixed media gathering taught by Cassia Cogger. It was a great group of women and I feel so grateful to have been invited. The class was held at The Loft which is the magical spirit space created by Hannah Marcotti and right down the street from me.
In fact, it’s where I am headed in a minute because it’s located in the same old mill buildings complex where the Farmers Market is held during the winter months.
The farmers market that has just doubled its size.
The farmer’s market that makes me weep with happiness.
Yes. This is my life.
Proceed to hate with impunity. (You may also poke me with oyster forks). I understand. I do.
But you know what? Nothing comes from nothing* as I emphasized with Ruth when she shared how her current (very happy, very satisfying) life had come into being. Yes, you may get a call. Yes, you may get a vision, but you gotta actually do the work to bring it into being.
You have to take risks when you change your life and who in hell likes taking risks?
Nobody just shows up in a richly rewarding life. They created it. They cultivated it. It is the result of their vision and choices. You can be sure, that anyone who has a “great life” had to face a fair amount of courageous first steps, painful false steps, bumps, stumbles and tooth-shattering faceplants along the way before they woke up and said, “holy shit, I love my life. How did this happen?”
It happens because you take actual steps toward it. As we talked about this, another woman in the circle last night shared a fabulous Japanese word for this movement: kaizen.
Kaizen says, it doesn’t actually matter how tiny each movement is– small steps can lead to great big changes. Of course, here in New England we might be a little less poetic and say “drops in the bucket add up,” but then we are the cold pragmatists, no?
Right now? I gotta fly. To the farmers market then to Cambridge, then to Brookline, then home again home again. Jiggity jig jig.
Have a most marvelous Saturday!
*cue Julie Andrews . . .