Commit To Create Challenge End of Hour 2

Hi Creative Friends,

Whoo Hoo. I can't wait for you to see the photos. I am going to finish up my art table and then post the before and after photos.

I am humbled by this experience. I can't tell you how high my resistance was to doing this work. On a scale of 1 to 10, it was pegging out at 10.

One might argue, "What does cleaning/organizing your art table have to do with creativity?"

Easy answer: Everything! When you see the before photos, ask yourself, "Is this a pleasant place I could spend some time being creative?" Heck no! This cluttered, messy desk is a physical block to me being more creative. My not wanting to address it is an emotional block to not being more creative.

This block ultimately prevents me from being fully self-expressed. I don't play, make, fiddle, doodle, or meander at my desk. I avoid, resist, procrastinate.

If you read my earlier post from today when I began, what presented itself was disgust, petulance, annoyance and a determination to get out of my commitment. Classic creative resistance.

When I listened to my Blockhead, it was painful to discover how hard I can be on myself for being human. Who do I think I am? That seems to be BH's default mantra.
Thankfully I have EFT to help me release these limiting beliefs.

I gotta run. I do feel energized and I want to finish my task. Can't wait until next Monday and see what gets done.

Here is the finished project: Yipee. You can click on the photo to enlarge.

Have a creative day!
Hugs,
Diana Meade

Commit To Create Challenge End of Hour 1

Hi Creative Friends,

It's 10:00 am central standard time

I am just going to do a quick check in.

I have had some good success with cleaning off my art table.

Here are a few blocks that I encountered along the way:

Even though I don't like throwing things away, I deeply and completely love and forgive myself.

Even though I don't want to complete these petty little tasks like putting something exactly where it belongs, I deeply and completely love and forgive myself.

Even though it feels like some things are more important in organizing, that my time is too valuable to put tidbits in containers, I deeply and completely love and forgive myself.

Even though I don't like to follow through to completion, I deeply and completely love and forgive myself.

Reminder phrases:

I've done enough already
You never finish what you start
You don't have enough room for all your crap
You keep bringing stuff in
You don't do anything with what you have
(HELLO, Blockhead!)
You just pretend you are an artist
You haven't done anything creative in months
You are such a looser

(Again, Blockhead thanks for sharing your opinions) (If a real person standing outside of yourself was saying this crap to you, wouldn't you tell them to hit the road? Well, we (you and I) can't ever get rid of Blockhead, but EFT helps turn down the volume on all these lies and poison.

More tapping to do.
And done.

Actually, I feel like going back to my art table. Yay. How did that happen?

Hugs, Diana