community. there’s room for us all.

by Jen Zahigian - via papernstitch - click image for more details

by Jen Zahigian - via papernstitch - click image for more details

Community. There are few things better than the feeling of belonging. Of being surrounded by support & trust & love.

I’ve built communities (and here and here). I’ve weaseled my way into communities large & small. I’ve felt on-the-outside-looking-in. And I’ve looked out from the inside with a smug, knowing smile.

Becoming a part of a community can feel as natural as falling in love.

Becoming a part of a community can also be a long, winding road on a cold, windy day. The walk is pleasant enough – if it wasn’t for the fact that your ears are numb and your breath is short.

At the end of the road, there is a door – although the hinges might stick a bit. A welcome sign. A warm fire.

While the “creative community” online may be vast, it is also difficult to truly feel included, to feel home. There are many sisters & brothers and getting mom or dad’s attention can be frustrating at best.

But you can feel at home here.

There is food & shelter for us all.

This creative community has responsibilities. And so do its members.

The community has a reponsbility to be open, supportive, responsive.

It has a responsibility to be trustworthy, edifying, expansive.

It has a responsibility to grow within reason, flourish without measure.

Community members have a responsibility to bring something new to the table. To start conversations and not end them. To seek help when they need it and offer help when they have it.

Want to be a part of the creative community online? Don’t wait for an invitation – although there are plenty. Concentrate on how you can improve your own little corner of the creative world. Focus on the love you can share with those around you.

Find one friend and then make many.

Keep talking even if no one is listening.

Be who you are and don’t try to be anyone else.

This isn’t a place for strategy or techniques or tricks or business models. It’s a place to break bread. There is room at the table for you.

Pull up a chair.

Written for #reverb10.

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#reverb10: moment, wonder, let go.

moment.

I gathered a tuft of soft, fine hair between my fingers. Deep breath. Snip.

No more loose curls. No more sassy little toddler bob. Just soft little spikes & a gaping void where she’d pulled out the uncertainty of moving house.

One moment from the last year that will stick with me is the moment I had to cut off all of Lola’s hair.

Why us? Why her? What did we do? What didn’t we do?

I knew in that moment all the excuses & explanations I would have to make for her unconventional – and, well, startling – appearance.

It’s growing back now. Finally a bit longer than mine. With her fine features and thin frame, she’s like a little toddler Twiggy. Having lived with this short-haired beauty for 6 months now, I’m used to the short hair.

I look back on the pictures of her long hair and find it so ordinary. She’s anything but.

Maybe having to cut off her hair was just another reminder of how special she really is.

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wonder.

As Lola has gotten a little older, it’s been very easy to see the wonder in everyday life. So pardon me if I’m always a bit sanguine.

One of Lola’s best exclamations is “Look, Mommy! Wow!” It must be said that “wow” has no less than 5 syllables each time she says it.

It’s easy to get bogged down in the comings & goings, the work, the tantrums and troubles of being a parent. But being a mom of a toddler brings a sense of wonder into each and every day.

Just yesterday, as Mike & I were trimming the tree – and I was consequently running to Target for new lights – I thought about how awe-some it would be when she same down the steps after her nap, taking in the twinkly glow for the first time as a 2 and a half year old. How many more times would she exclaim, “Look, Mommy! Wow!”?

As long as I see the world through Lola’s eyes, wonder will never be far away.

let go.

What have I let go of this year? Scarcity.

I’ve let go of a scarcity in all things and have found abundance in its place. I’ve let go of my own desire to struggle with money. I’ve let go of my need to wrestle away moments of my own time. I’ve let go of thinking that others around me have little or less.

What was lacking now runs over. What was scant is now plentiful.

This mighty mental transition is now a daily reminder to let go of doubt & embrace my own ability to produce what I need.

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#reverb10: one word

Potential realized.

Greater potential discovered.

Looking back over 2010, it’s hard for me to not see it in distinct sections – all of which seem like full years in & of themselves. For me, this year was all about potential.

In physics, there is the concept of potential energy. Simply, objects store energy as it relates to their position. Think a toddler at the top of a tall playground slide. Or a writer-thinker managing a bookstore. Or a momma learning the ropes & learning herself.

My potential energy has been building for quite some time and, this year, it was unleashed. But the funny thing about realizing your potential energy is that you end up discovery more, even where you thought there was none.

Objects in motion tend to stay in motion.

Inertia.

I suppose that’s my one word for #2011.

This post is part of a daily writing project called #reverb10. Find out more & join in this creative exercise here.