Enough to Give

She Held Love In Her Hands by Altered Muse Art on etsy

Halfway through January, the New Year resolution talk is starting to wind down. I’m not getting as many fitness deals in my inbox, and writing “2013” on documents at work has become second nature. Instead of making resolutions this year, I jumped on board with the “one little word” plan. In choosing one word for the year, the hope is to set an intention that guides your actions throughout the coming months. I think of it as a self-created lighthouse, something to look toward that will help keep me on a path I’ve chosen for myself.

I threw out a lot of words when I was trying to choose — lots that centered on healing my wounds, sparking or nurturing my creativity, re-centering my life – but a different sort of word also kept popping up. I kept pushing it down and thinking of other words, but that one little word wouldn’t stop.

The word was GIVE, and since it wouldn’t leave me alone, I finally gave into it.

My wife and I got married last September in a splendid weekend filled with so much love and joy that we never wanted it to end. We spent the first two days of our Hawaii honeymoon talking about every little magical moment. On a drive through the beautiful landscape, I remarked that I was excited to send all the thank you cards because I felt so grateful for all the people who had travelled to celebrate with us and make our wedding so special. My wife agreed, and she also said she’d like to focus more on giving back in general in the coming year. After all the blessings that had been bestowed on us, she wanted to spend more time volunteering and giving to charity and sharing some of what we had received.

While I had been so excited about thanking our wedding guests, I was surprised by my reaction to this sentiment from my wife. I can’t remember what I said — probably some half-hearted agreement. But what I felt inside was, “NO! I want to focus on buying a house this year, on starting a family, on growing my blog, on writing, on eating better, on starting an exercise routine, on improving my photography.” I wanted to get myself and my family exactly where I wanted them to be. I didn’t have the energy to think about giving back.

So I didn’t. I didn’t even focus on writing all those thank you cards. Instead, I kept thinking about and analyzing my own life. I kept trying to figure myself out and pull it all together. And when the year came to a close a few months later, I felt deflated. 2012 had been a year filled with a thousand wonderful things, all of which I had longed for. And yet, I didn’t feel the resounding peace and contentment I thought I would. No, instead I continued to look out toward the horizon at all the things left to reach, all the things I still thought I needed to feel settled.

It was from that place that the word GIVE rose up in me. And it was from that place that I pushed it down. “I’m all used up,” I thought to myself. “I have no energy left for giving. I’m maxed out.” And it was true. All that energy focused on seeking, striving, attaining was leaving me empty. But from somewhere deep inside, a little voice was telling me that perhaps more attaining wasn’t the answer.

I will not sell all my earthly belongings this year and become a professional volunteer. I am not abandoning all my desires for my own life. But I am planning a small shift in how I spend my energy and, to some extent, my money. 2013 will be the year that I step out of myself and into the world around me. It will be the year that I notice other people, send more thank you cards and “just because” cards, the year that I seriously consider my finances and make intentional charitable contributions, that I carve out time to volunteer, call my friends, respond to an email that asks for a few hours of help with moving or packing or canning or harvesting vegetables.

It will be the year that I remember that I have not only what I need but a little extra to give.

My first step was declaring 2013 a no-clothes-shopping year. The fact is that I have absolutely all the clothes that I need — and more. But I was spending a significant amount of time (and sometimes money) on online clothing sites thinking about filling out my closet or buying the latest trend. It’s a silly little thing, and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with clothes shopping. But turning off that option has created welcome space in my brain, my schedule, and my bank account — space that I can redistribute in a way that falls more in line with my intentions for the year.

I harbor no illusions that this will be a year of selflessness or sainthood. In fact, I know exactly the opposite is true.

This year I will give — give back, give love, give thanks, give more — precisely because I know I need to for myself.

I will give because I don’t want to feel empty, because I want to connect with other people and feel like a citizen of this world.

I will give because I’ve realized that spending all my energy thinking about everything I was missing left me blind to everything that I had.

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If you have thought of choosing one little word for 2013 and haven’t done so yet, it’s not too late to set up your own little lighthouse. Setting an intention for the year can start whenever you’re ready. And while GIVE is the right word for me this year, it might not be (and probably isn’t) the right word for you. Some folks out there already spend all their time and energy giving and need to remember to take some time to do the exact opposite and focus on their own desires. I encourage you to spend some time considering what word is right for you.

What’s your intention for the holidays?

Hi there! It’s Laura. I’ve been writing here at Scoutie Girl for about 9 months, and I’m excited to be bringing some videos over here as well!

I’m all about doing things with intention and consciousness. Since the holidays are upon us, I thought I’d invite you to join me in setting an intention for the season. Nothing fancy, nothing mystical. Just a little trick that helps keep my head and my heart where I want it.

In the comments, tell us your intention for the holidays.

Gathering light,

late bloomer: set your creative intention for the new year

A guest post by Stacy Kathryn Holst.

painting by guest blogger stacy kathryn holst

I apply my brush to paint, and paint to the canvas. I step back, admire my work. Inside my studio, time stands still. I have solitude and peace. But outside my window, 2010 flew past me like an express commuter train, all noise and shrieking chaos, clattering by so fast, hitting me with a final blast of warm air and dust in its wake.

So much happened this year!

I’ve stayed busy with projects, trying to keep a positive attitude in my own little world, amidst the headlines, the endless scrolling tickers of the news networks. Floods, fires, blizzards, riots, oil spills, job loss, foreclosures. Hopes and dreams dashed as the failing economy grinds away at the last of the working class resolve.

When I was a little girl, my parents, like most, told me I could be whatever I want to be when I grew up. The decision was mine to make. Astronaut, marine biologist, veterinarian. None of that appealed to me though. I liked to paint, to draw, to create. I wanted to be an artist.

Fast-forward through my teenage years, through three colleges, two degrees, technical certificates, certifications and I’m a newly minted, mature adult ready to take on the world – or at least the Chicago area – with my refined talents.

I had studied hard, worked hard, and now I was ready to find a career that would make me happy. Only that’s not what I found. What I found was a series of unrewarding office jobs. Soulless corporate environments, my waking hours spent in cubicles under stark fluorescent glare, creating documents and web pages with words like ‘synergy’ and ‘leverage’ and ‘groupthink’ (is ‘groupthink’ even a word?) And it paid the bills, but I felt myself falling into a rut, where this workaday routine would become my destiny, and one day I’d glance up at my desk and see a framed certificate proclaiming 35 years of service to the company.

A scream formed in my throat but emerged a heavy sigh. There was probably a corporate policy against screaming, anyway.

So I’ve been doing freelance work now, and like too many people my age, relying heavily on my parents, empty-nesters in waiting. My parents aren’t especially thrilled with my timing, as my decision to freelance accidentally coincided with the ‘minor’ economic downturn we’re in.

They are pragmatic baby boomers with the world-wary frugality of depression era folks. They are rightfully concerned about my financial security rather than creative differences with my employer. My dad stares over his reading glasses at me and asks what I’ll do for health insurance. I don’t know. My mom asks if I’m going to roll my 401(k) into a Roth IRA. A Roth what?

In the midst of all these transitions over the past few years, I started a tradition of writing a letter to the year that was passing, and in it I would write what I had accomplished and what I hoped to accomplish in the coming year. Something in writing to reaffirm my commitment to this creative lifestyle and working towards my dream.

One thing I’ve noticed about these letters is that almost all of my intentions for the new year come to pass, and a very surprising outcome has been that I always include one big, far out dream goal, and two of the past three years I’ve achieved it. Having them exist in writing, instead of just in my head, is what I believe makes it so successful.

So, I’ll continue to search for my place, my niche, and creating things still makes me happy; it always will. I assure my concerned parents that I will get my ledger back in the black and my career back on track. I’m excited about the new year quickly approaching and its inherent hope. I’ve got great ideas, plans and goals for 2011 that I’m eager to share. And I refuse to let go of my dreams, no matter how long it takes.

What was your 2010 like? What are your dreams and goals for 2011?

Getting it in writing is a great way to put those intentions in black and white and bring them into existence. It is also a great way to look back and see what you’ve accomplished this past year. I bet it was a lot more than you think! I’d love it if you shared your letter by posting a link in the comments, or head over to my blog on New Year’s Eve to read my letter and post yours there too.

I can’t wait to see all the amazing goals and intentions for 2011 floating out into the universe, ready to become real live dreams come true!

Stacy Kathryn Holst is an illustrator, artist and graphic designer living in a suburb of Chicago; you can see the skyline from her backyard on clear days. Her illustrations are a blend of the traditional with digital media, she uses everything from pen, ink and paint to found objects, scanned textures, and more.

we scout wednesday: handmade vs homemade
or why what we call it doesn’t matter

american sign language poster

handmade. homemade. crafter. craftsperson. artist. designer. crafted. created. produced. maker. blogger. writer. doer. thinker.

What you call it doesn’t matter. Your intention does.

If you intend to sell, create what is valuable in material, utility, or originality.

If you intend to use, create what meets a need, serves a function.

If you intend to treasure, create what you love.



Language is powerful but intention is more so. The distinction between handmade and homemade is mostly rhetorical. If you speak literally, there are distinctions but we don’t speak literally. We speak with meaning, innuendo, implication.

Intention is defined by the thing we create. It is felt & experienced. It is made real in the act of creation and requires no language to contain it. Intention is motivation and yet, a culmination.

Create with intention and language – homemade, handmade, art, craft … – becomes just another tool in the arsenal. Create without intention and you give control to labels.

In the end, value is imbued by intention not conceived of by language. Value is what the creator assigns and what the user perceives.

Don’t be a slave to language, be an ambassador of intention.

{american sign language poster by billycraven}

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For this week’s We Scout Wednesday, let me know how you define handmade versus homemade – or any other this versus that you’re passionate about. Link back to this post (http://www.scoutiegirl.com/2010/07/handmade-versus-homemade.html) and then add your link to the list below!