Hello everyone! I was touched by this quote. It sums up my feelings for the last few weeks. I have been away from the brushes and easel for quite a while and I miss it. There are two pending paintings waiting to be finished and I hope to finish them soon enough to start a new one.
I just thought of some questions that I used to ask myself when I was searching for passion. Life has a bland way of expressing humor when this whole time, what I like doing has been right in front of me. I was just too afraid to admit it. I was in denial for a long time. I'm still in the process of coming right out and hopefully one day I get to do what I absolutely love.
- Which activity makes you smile while you're doing them?
- What is it that makes you so excited, you start forgetting the challenges you're currently facing?
- What were you mostly occupied doing when you were a little kid? Something that matters a lot to you and you absolutely love doing?
- Is there a place you go to that makes you genuinely happy? Where is that place and what does it tell you?
I can hear my husband saying, " I don't think. It makes me tired." as my laughter echoes back drowning the thoughts surfacing from somewhere unknown to me.
Asking myself those questions, I remember watching my artist neighbor paint. I would try to buy candies from his wife at their small store so that I could go to their house to watch him work on his canvas. I asked him a lot of questions about art and I knew then I wanted to paint too.
I also remember drawing a lot on paper and posting all of these drawings on the garage wall of my cousin's house to turn it into a gallery. I was charging an entrance fee for anyone who wants to look at them even at my aunt who owns the house. :)
It may sound silly but these type of memories most often than not reflect some sort of sign guiding us what we are meant to do. Urging us to work on a skill that we may not even know exists.
May you find what you're looking for.