The unity that is shared among women is something that should be celebrated each and every month. Earlier this year I dedicated 2013 to unifying women from the online community that have felt a deep soulful shift in their lives as a result of commitment, community and creativity! This month Shannon Etnyre has shared a beautiful post titled: Planned Happenstance of her experience. Let's show her some love ya'll!
My life seems as a thing of happenstance, planned happenstance. I understand now that I am on the path I'm meant to be on, wandering in some direction toward my truth. The feelings I have about my life, and where I am now, have been puzzling. It wasn’t until I read this piece from Anais Nin that I began to understand. In a letter to Harper’s Bazaar editor Leo Lerman, Nin expressed the following when asked for a short autobiography piece: "My life is not possible to tell. I change every day, change my patterns, my concepts, my interpretations. I am a series of moods and sensations. I play a thousand roles. I weep when I find others play them for me. My real self is unknown. My work is merely an essence of this vast and deep adventure."
I do not feel as though I have any choice in the matter. It would be rather difficult to deviate from this adventure; my purpose and the sureness of my heart. Turning away would mean denying everything that I am; to shrink into nothing, to pretend, to be a fake.
After a series of events
fortunate events, I found myself lost. I had worked my entire life
toward this disillusioned dream. Rather than follow the path of
creativity through architecture, graphic design, photography, cooking, or
writing, I chose an education in the very secure & snooze-inducing
(really some days it was hard to stay awake in class) field of economics. I
made it work by “creating” financial models & “playing” with numbers
(Strangely I really love finance).
I was doing well fulfilling my disillusioned dream: job (check), health (check), career (check), great money (check), until I was promptly shown the door & I realized the dream was a bunch of crap. None of those things can “make” you happy. I had it all wrong; so wrong.
They say hindsight is 20/20 and they are right. I laugh to think I was cruising down this ridiculous task list and at the end I thought I would be served a big ol’ plate of happy. Truthfully, it was more like I had fallen asleep at the wheel, taking everything for granted, and someone wrote “SUCKA” on my forehead in permanent ink... ALL CAPS.
It’s been a rough road, full of lessons and realizations, about me and my relationships with those around me. In the tough moments, the moments I can recall every millisecond of, I found strength, a strength I didn’t even know I had until I needed it. I found art again; or rather it found me. In a time when I had no idea who I was, art helped me gravitate back to my center, to become whole again. I had no idea where I was going but I knew art would get me there.
It is because of the bond of these women, our connection through art, and the unlimited potential we have created, that I have found my true self. They have inspired me to create my very real dream of followtruenorth.com, a creative community, a business platform, a reason to come together. We are each other’s superheroes. We saved each other.
I was disillusioned. Then I was humbled. Now I am whole.