Self-Discipline Is Self-Care

The word ‘deadlines’ has gotten a bad reputation, perhaps because in many circumstances, they are imposed from without. But when we set up our own, deadlines really are a form of self-care.

Without deadlines, we can be at the mercy of our emotions and lose valuable time. Not the kind of deadlines that make us crazy, but reasonable time frames to help us accomplish our goals.

There have been times in my life where I have elevated procrastination to the level of high art. And while I can be very creative in how I avoid facing certain tasks, in the end, it only makes me feel less accomplished and less successful, as they still sit patiently waiting for me.

In my experience, procrastination around my creative work always boils down to fear – fear that it won’t be “good enough”, that I won’t be able to execute what I am envisioning, that I could have done more. There are so many things wrong with those thoughts. The bottom line is that we all still feel better when we do what we need to do.

That’s why looking at deadlines/self-discipline in a different way makes so much more sense. Striving to set and meet goals means loving ourselves more. And not to be trite, but we’re worth it.

I still may struggle at times, but deadlines=loving myself is where I’m headed. How about you?

Still So Much Love

There is so much sadness and horror in the news, in the world, and yet I still see so much goodness, so much love.

When we choose love, whatever that means to each person, we are able to help those who most need to know it still exists.

Something Different

A friend and I went out for brunch on Memorial Day to the Sky Cafe in a nearby town. They have great food, and source much of it from local farmers, always a plus. They are located at the Sky Manor Airport, a small one that is a home and a landing spot for many small planes.

I know very little about planes other than your standard flights and that I was once in an 8-seater “breakfast flight”, one of the scarier moments of my life!

However, these small planes have a charm all their own. While I was respecting the “No trespassing” sign at the edge of a parking area and using my zoom feature, a pilot approached us and gave me persmission to go up and photograph the planes.

He then asked if we’d like to see a couple planes in their hangars. We said yes, and were soon getting an up-close-and-personal view. The pilot’s name was Bill, and he indulged all our questions and shared more about what flying a one or two-seater plane entailed.

I don’t know that I can retain all he shared, but he successfully convinced me (not my friend), that flying in that size plane would be terrifying. I am a great admirer from the ground! And we both absolutely loved meeting his rescue dog, Angel.

This time chatting with a local resident reminds me of how wonderful it is to live where I live … where people can just strike up a conversation, share stories, and it’s so easy and relaxed. It’s how life should be.

Let Your Creativity Be A Light

If you are a creative person, I’m sure you are periodically met with the awe and wonder of others who are genuinely admiring of your talent. Me, too. What these wonderful and complimentary people are generally unaware of are the challenges that come along with having our gifts.

Earlier today, I watched a new song/video from someone I greatly admire, and was marveling at how easy he makes it look. But I also know that’s not his whole story any more than it is when I share my artwork or my writing.

As an artist, there seems to be a natural desire to please an audience, but I also know that that’s not where it’s at. It’s about telling our truth, about letting our truth, and the reality of our experience, travel out into the world and resonate with the people who need and want to hear it.

In an environment where we are meticulously measured in likes, comments, shares, algorithms, and endless online assessments, we have to be braver than ever. We have to unlock, untie, unfold our truest meanings, love them for however paltry and confused they may sometimes seem, and share them anyway. The world needs us. I believe that.

Be strong. Be a light.

Beginning Early in Life

My love of nature and animals began when I was very, very young. I give some of the credit to my Dad, who was the gardener in the family, and who was always so kind and considerate to all creatures, including the bumblebees and wasps that occasionally got in the house.

People were often surprised that I knew the names of so many flowers and plants at such an early age. Generally, it was because my Dad had planted them somewhere around the house or in the yard, and I followed him with endless questions. At other times, it was because our family visited places like the Bronx Botanical Gardens, or the Bronx Zoo (now the Bronx Zoological Park). I consider myself very lucky to have had my innate love of animals and nature nurtured as I did.

For many of us, it’s not really all that far to walk someplace to appreciate the beauty of nature. Being in nature is so healing, so restorative, to mind and spirit. I am reminding myself – and you, too, if you’d like a reminder – to take a little time among the trees, flowers, and greening earth.

The day goes quickly and we can miss the chance. Life goes quickly, and we can miss the chance.

Photo credit of me: William Spohn (my Dad)