I get what you mean. I used to blog as a hobby several years ago, but then I started writing freelance and my hobby had become my job. And I didn't feel like producing additional content in my free time but, at the same time, I felt guilty, I couldn't relax and I kept thinking "I should take some photos and whip up a blog post". Now I have a full time job and it's something completely different, it's gratifying but also very tiring and, sometimes during the weekend I do something creative, sometimes I don't but I no longer feel guilty for not doing so. ☕❄️
Hello, dear Elin! It's taken me far too long to make my way into this space to soak up your words, but today seems to have found me and this post felt like a gift.
"...felt like I was losing touch with a core part of myself. I would get stressed and feel my dreams and goals and ideas receding into the distance."
This resonates with me so dearly. The twists and turns of the 4 years learning to navigate caregiving for a parent with Alzheimer's, I've often found myself feeling that somewhere along the way, my life is no longer my own. I long for time in the studio only to be too tired to create when I find myself with time to spend there. I've trying to find a similar 'absence of desperation', to take better care of myself, and embrace pockets of creativity when they rise up.
Completely different here in Australia! Woke at 6am to 25 degrees and 95% humidity!
Haha it's all upside down 😄
Nice text and I really like this message. I feel that with lightnes my creativity comes easier.
Yes! It arrives more spontaneously, which is nice :)
I get what you mean. I used to blog as a hobby several years ago, but then I started writing freelance and my hobby had become my job. And I didn't feel like producing additional content in my free time but, at the same time, I felt guilty, I couldn't relax and I kept thinking "I should take some photos and whip up a blog post". Now I have a full time job and it's something completely different, it's gratifying but also very tiring and, sometimes during the weekend I do something creative, sometimes I don't but I no longer feel guilty for not doing so. ☕❄️
So similar to me! The guilt is such a big part of the pressure and letting go of it feels really good. Good to hear you've got there too ✨
Love this sooo much! 💙 Happy to read it.
Glad to hear it 💛
Hello, dear Elin! It's taken me far too long to make my way into this space to soak up your words, but today seems to have found me and this post felt like a gift.
"...felt like I was losing touch with a core part of myself. I would get stressed and feel my dreams and goals and ideas receding into the distance."
This resonates with me so dearly. The twists and turns of the 4 years learning to navigate caregiving for a parent with Alzheimer's, I've often found myself feeling that somewhere along the way, my life is no longer my own. I long for time in the studio only to be too tired to create when I find myself with time to spend there. I've trying to find a similar 'absence of desperation', to take better care of myself, and embrace pockets of creativity when they rise up.
Thank you for this post, friend. ♡