Sunday, February 16, 2025

The Beauty of a Rough Draft


It doesn't have to be polished. You don't always have to shine. 
When one is learning a new skill...it's supposed to be messy, sloppy and imperfect. 
Step down off that pedestal my friends. 

The mitten pic is my very human
Example of how I learn. Finally now at middle age, I know how I learn. I am not the kind of human who can pick up a technical manual or 2 dimensional pattern and learn a new skill. I often need to watch someone else do things in person....as I learn by osmosis and then I learn by just doing it over and over again myself until I work the bugs out.

The ways we learn can change and morph.  A bookworm today may be a tactile learner tomorrow and next year a fabulous combo of both.

I have learned to be patient and proud of myself and my unique ways of mastering things. 

I preserve my confidence as a treasured jewel. It is so easy to hang around the wrong kind of folks...folks who are not meant to be a part of your journey. They will bring u down and steal your confidence.

Not every thing u create needs to be picture perfect or Instagram worthy. GIVE YOURSELF THE OPPORTUNITY TO LEARN FROM MISTAKES....MISTAKES CAN BE JOYFUL AND INTENTIONAL.

Life is not always linear. It is multi dimensional.
What u don't understand today may become something you grow into next week. 

Be good to yourself friends and followers.

 Sometimes you can live in an imperfect moment and be at perfect peace with God and man.

Carla.



Monday, January 20, 2025

WInter is Gorgeous if You´re Brave








Winter in my neck of the woods....is gorgeous if you can put on your grown up pants and face the monster. The monster is the subzero temperatures...with possible windchill and unknown possibly black ice lurking underneath whatever fluffy white snow you are traversing.
My City is chock full of paths, trails and trees and a fabulous waterfront whose bay has still not frozen over yet.

What our city lacks in intellectual hobbies .... it overcompensates for with public parks and trails. The amount of money that our city spends on maintaining all these trails and the attached parking lots next to these trails and public spaces must truly be shocking.

But hey, can you really have too many parks and trails? Can a city spend too much on trees and perennial gardens? I doubt it.

And so I look out my window at the possibilities and realize that if I am to truly enjoy this crisp weather that I simply must stop squealing and just invest in warmer pants, possibly even the legendary ugly puffy snow pants.

So, friends, what weather are you stuck in today? Sun...rain? Sleet or ice? Do tell.
Peace,
Carla