What I have managed to do is my first week of The Artists Way. Since starting it and the associated morning pages I’ve been noticing all the things I say to myself and they are not always the sweet words of encouragement that I’d like them to be. I know I’m not alone in this negative self-talk but since reflecting on it I realise just how abundant and ingrained it is. The Artists Way talks of the Censor – that voice in our head that tells us we’re no good and a million other derivatives thereof. My Censor is called Mr Turd and he looks like the boss out of The Incredibles, a short, nerdy little sadistic creep who prods and pokes at my dreams and aspirations like a ring master and his dancing bear.
Well, things, they are a changing. By recognising these thoughts for what they are, just thoughts. Not truth, not reality, not a prediction of the future. You take away a lot of their power and you can start to challenge them and transform into positives.
So, ok, I may not have got what I expected out of the past few weeks. I wanted to have made more things to sell, found more stockists and got further with the website. But what I have actually achieved by working on my negative self-talk and having time to reflect, though unexpected, is just as valuable.
So the moral of the story is this; be gentle with yourself. Don’t beat yourself up if things don’t work out as planned, or if you think you’re going to have reached a certain point and you find yourself somewhere else. Beating yourself up will only keep you stuck where you are, being kind may just give you the lift you need to take the next step towards your goal.
Good luck and much love xxx