And at other times, life is about gasping for air and holding your breath for as long as possible, and lately my lungs have strained from the lack of oxygen. You see, my career has sucked out almost all of my creative breath.
Do I have one ounce of regret? No! I know there are children and youth who still need to learn to read. I’ve joined others to get the high-tech programs students need into schools across the district where I work as an instructional coach. So is it any wonder that the whirlwind of these last couple of months has left me winded?
I’ve brushed past horizontal pen and blank page more times than I care to admit. I’ve rushed through my art room and glanced at the half-finished, propped up mixed-media canvas waiting for what I envision.
I’ve grimaced at weed-infested flowerbeds and brown-crisped roses needing to be snipped.
All kinds of creativity have called to me but my priority has been preparing materials for The National Conference on College and Career Readiness and Common Core Standards I’m going to speak at in Orlando, Florida.
So when I opened my eyes on this first official day of my summer break, I decided to breathe in deeply and relish every moment:
- This is a glorious day when I can stay at home while my husband leaves for work (sorry sweetie).
- This is a day when I can begin writing at 5:00 am because I need to write like I need to breathe, and lately life has consisted of gasping for air and holding my creative breath for days on end.
- This is a day when I can reminisce a family reunion through photos and smile.
- This is a day when I can remember that family should be at the top of my priority list.
Today, as I sip serenity from the cup of contentment, I indulge my dream of being a writer and an artist and an entrepreneur who creates and sells art to sooth the heart.
Today, I also relinquish my artistic ambitions and listen to eternity’s whisper, “There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven…” Ecclesiastes 3:1