Over the years I’ve had many conversations with creatives. There always seems to be this looming questions that keep many from starting. In the name of perfection, projects and dreams are put on hold. I’ve heard “When I have enough money, time, or margin, I will start….,” “I will work on this dream when,” or “Do you think it’s a good idea?”
“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald
I’ve always loved this quote. Past the romance of fall, the pumpkin spice everything, the crisp mountain air, or the ability to layer again. There’s something about the passing of seasons and time that forces change upon us.
I’ve always heard that life comes from discipline. It creates margin, space for spontaneity, play, and the fullness of life. It allows space for days off, adventure, photoshoots, and pauses for rest that are vital. In my world, this is something that I do far too well. I’m prone to routine. The days that are scheduled and bursting at the seams are the ones where I thrive. I love work and the purpose it brings to my life. But as fall has come, I’m learning a new value for the wildness of life. What does it look like to have refinement, but the same time mystery and something that feels a bit untamed? How does this part of the heart express itself in the midst of launch weeks, full schedules, and 17 hour days?
“Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I’ll try again tomorrow.” -Mary Anne Radmacher
This quote is one that I’ve stumbled upon the past few weeks and I have come to love it. As I look at the upcoming season, it’s one where I’ve chosen to find my inner voice and embrace courage in the most important of ways. While living life as a student and a creative entrepreneur, it takes courage. Courage to show up, to run after your dreams, the late nights of work, the pushing projects forward, and choosing to run after goals. The life you want and are running after is never easy to attain but usually comes with loads of hard work.
There are moments when we look back and there are pieces, fragments and seemingly innocuous moments that don’t fit together. Regardless of how you look at them, they just don’t seem to make sense. The chips fall where they fall. Failures and disappointments happen in the ebb and flows of life. More than anything, I’ve learned there’s something about resilience. Having the ability to look at disappointments and failures and move forward changes everything. Over the past year, it seems that this is a lesson I’ve been learning over and over again. However, there is one thing I have learned- failure is never fatal. It’s how quickly and gracefully we get back up that makes all the difference.