On Waiting

Art print , girl, portrait ANYA, figurative 8.5" x 11" paper

Art print , girl, portrait ANYA: by Marina (marina826) – Click for info

We are all waiting. We are watching and wondering what will come around the next bend. Aren’t we? Our whole lives we are living in the now but looking forward to something that is coming. Sometimes the waiting is hard; sometimes it is exciting.

What do we do in the waiting?

I am not an expert on waiting. I’m actually quite terrible at it. But lately I feel I’ve been waiting for so much related to my personal and professional life, and it brings up a lot of anxiety. But I want to combat that. I want to wait well. So I’ve been listening, searching, and trying to find ways to wait that are not about what is to come, but rather to use the experience of waiting as a moving forward

Here are four practices or experiences I’ve tried lately:

Create “littler” waits.
Or maybe I should call this: create little satisfying bits of life that fill up the waiting. I was given a really good suggestions when I was speaking with a counselor about my waiting. I may be burdened or frustrated by waiting, and in some ways I have no control over how long the waiting will be, but I can create little things in between that I can choose. I can actively find joys, moments of fun, and satisfaction in the smaller things. Some may find this easy to do, but it was an “ah-ha” moment for me. So maybe each week I plan one night where I will go out to a new restaurant and try something I’ve never had before. It’s a way of exploring, learning, using my senses, and enjoying an experience in the midst of waiting. (I still haven’t started this yet, but I plan to now that I’ve written it down.)

Check my expectations.
We all have expectations of what will happen once our waiting is over and our goal comes to fruition. But sometimes we have to check our expectations. So I  may say to myself: “When this waiting is over I will no longer have to worry about (fill in the blank).” But am I certain there will not be other worries? I may say to myself: “When the waiting is over it will get so much easier.” But is that true? Sometimes our expectations are false, which can negatively impact us when the wait is over. It seems best to make sure our expectations are realistic. Maybe I could make a list of the good things I will have when the wait is over, but also the challenges I might face. It may put it all into better perspective.

Invite people to wait with me.
This seems to be the biggest helper. Sharing something big and heavy with a few family members, friends, or colleagues or writing about it on a blog just helps.  Often I find sharing my experience helps other people as well as myself, and people also help me keep my expectations in check (see above).

Wait in silence.
Ugh, right? Silence. A lot of times I give my anxieties, my frustrations, and my fears voices, and usually they are negative. They sound like little whiny mice moaning and groaning in my head. A lot of times those voices are my self-pity, which gets me nowhere.  Sometimes it’s hard to be positive in the midst of waiting for something hard, so lately I’ve been trying to just be silent. Sometimes I pray, sometimes I cry, and sometimes my thoughts drift, but being silent and taking in the understanding that I am waiting gives the experience meaning. Just a couple times of silence in the waiting has also helped me feel rested instead of anxious, hopeful instead of nervous, or grounded instead of unsteady.

How do you wait well? What helps you live your life in the now in anticipation of what is ahead?

I’m still learning how to do this — I believe we all are at times — and would love to hear other ideas.

living in limbo, aka a test of virtue

Just 17 days ago I last wrote here, and it feels like a lifetime. I have found time slows WAY down when you are waiting. They say patience is a virtue, and mine has been duly tested these past two weeks.

I would like to be writing about my yuletide plans and the decorative magic I’ve created in my home, but I don’t have much of either to report. I have been otherwise occupied, and I want to share, as it is more relevant to my art and work than I could have imagined.

When I last wrote I reported being taken out by some way serious back pain. I pondered how I might continue to function as an artist if I became permanently disabled in any way. I attested I would find a way. I did not know that I would be challenged with a real life experience.

The Wednesday after that post I went for an MRI of my lumbar spine to see what was up. We expected a herniation of at least one disc. Bad news, but not uncommon or life threatening. Not more than an hour after I returned home I got a call from my doctor’s office. “Can you be here in an hour to discuss your test results, and can you bring someone with you?”

I think everyone knows this is not a good sign, right? As I drove over I considered worst case possibilities. You can imagine a few, I’m sure. What I got I could not have imagined.

“You have a broken back,” she said.

“A broken back? Nothing happened. How did I get a broken back???” said I.

“Well you also have tumors on two other vertebra. These may have weakened your spine, especially as they look consistent with… (here it comes) metastatic cancer,” said the doctor.

“OH.”

Next up: blood work, a neurosurgeon, a cat scan, the Firebird Festival, a general surgeon, a needle biopsy, a breast care coordinator, and a whole lot of confusing non information. I still don’t know anything definite beyond a broken back. There are more appointments and tests lined up for next week, and this could go on for a while. Thus, my patience testing me.

I tell you all this for a good reason. Not to gain your well wishes, although I welcome them, but to share my unexpected response. The waiting game has me feeling in limbo, which is normal, I suppose. I created the image above to represent that feeling.

I also feel like my immediate purpose is dimmed because I don’t know what is wrong with me. Thus the sunglasses.

I feel silenced as I don’t know what to tell people, and scared to say too much, thus the mask.

I feel naked in my inability to do anything about it. Thus being naked, and I feel defensive about my life, thus my posture.

I also feel strangely optimistic, thus the calla lily – which, by the way, has remained blooming for over a month.

The surprise is that the potential diagnosis of cancer made me feel like a door was opened, and permission granted to do what I truly want.

I feel like the struggle I have had to feel worthy of my dreams can be over. I feel like being sick is permission to live and be me.

Wow, is that really what it will take for me to blossom? I have decided that regardless of what the diagnosis ends up being I will ride the feeling of permission and do my greatest work after all. As is often the case, the universe (or the netosphere) is providing me with positive signs!

Ten years ago in September my mother died from colon cancer. During her illness I spent a fair amount of time at the cancer center waiting. In the lending library I found this book by the artist Hollis Sigler. I remembered she had come to speak to one of my classes when I was in art school, about her art in dealing with cancer. I was quite taken with her at the time, and again when I found the book. I started investigating healing through art, and found there was beginning a new form of arts therapy that used art-making as a healing tool, as opposed to traditional art therapy where a patient’s art is analyzed  in psychological terms.

Alas, training was random and not something I was able to do so I shelved the idea, but the desire never left me. The past few months I have found I need more than creating art to feel useful in this world. I have been feeling, to use Laura Simms’ Cupcake Approach, like I have some pretty awesome icing on a lackluster cupcake. I want more! I need to work with others and I need to help people seek and heal.

I have privately been researching the possibilities again, and I made a discovery.

The Art4Healing® Certificate Program is an affordable program that would allow me to feel qualified in teaching what I know about art and healing as well as what I learn. This, by chance, is happening in July of 2012 when I will be on the West Coast for the World Domination Summit! Guess what??? Yup, I’mma goin’!

So, that is only a small piece of my new-found inspiration, but we have time. Scoutie Girl is taking a break next week and posting some best-of stuff, but I’ll catch you in 2012 with more. My last piece of inspiration comes from ArtBiz lady Alyson Stanfield.

Let’s make things happen despite obstacles, like Santa and Rudolph.

It would have been easy for Santa to stay home at the North Pole when the big blizzard hit on Christmas Eve. Picture him: feet up, boots off, sitting by the fireplace sipping eggnog.

But he had an appointment to keep. People were depending on him.

Santa recognized the solution to his dilemma when Rudolph’s nose lit up. Rudolph could help guide his sleigh through the blizzard.

Santa made Christmas happen despite the bad weather.

Instead of making excuses, ask yourself: “How can I make this happen?”

What obstacles can you overcome this holiday season?

Happy Yule and New Year to all!

From the Heart,

What Am I Waiting For?

Come Closer, an original mixed media painting by Liz Kalloch

Do you ever ask yourself that question: What am I waiting for?

Do you ever find that you are waiting for your moment, though you might not know exactly what it will look like or feel like, nevertheless you hope it’s on the way, and so you wait for it? And wait some more? Do you find yourself waiting for approval from a teacher or mentor, or from your peers, waiting for the nod that says NOW, you’re ready?

If any of you are like me there is sometimes a hesitation to put forth into the world the things that are closest to your heart and your being, for fear they won’t be received in the way you would like them to be.

A few years ago, a gallery owner contacted me, asking to see some of my artwork. She was looking for pieces to feature in an opening and a mutual friend had told her my work might be a good fit. I froze. I was spinning thoughts in my head, like: what if it’s not good enough? what if she tells me no? what if she tells me she doesn’t like my work? I didn’t respond to her.

I let the moment pass me by. A moment that I had been waiting for.

My grandmother used to say, “It doesn’t hurt to ask.” And though she was right that the asking itself doesn’t hurt, sometimes when we get a response to our work that is not what we had hoped, it can and does hurt. But, letting that possibility stop us in our tracks is not what your creative self had in mind when you came up with the idea. It is a given that some people will love your work and your ideas and others won’t.

A wee bit after the missed gallery opportunity I approached a gift publisher with an idea for a line of cards. They were interested. I put everything else on the back burner and worked on the illustrations and designs. The art director I was working with loved my work, and everything was go, go, go.

It was an exciting time. I felt confident and energised. I felt like I had been given approval for my work in a way that I had never been given before, and it inspired me to start ideas for future lines and future products.

Submission time came around and I delivered my portfolio of illustrations along with mock ups and ideas for future product. 10 days later, word came back from the art director that the creative team had decided they would not be going forward with the line, in fact they would not be working with me at all in the forseeable future.

To say I took it badly minimises how I felt. I told myself: See what happens when you put yourself out there? I went back to focusing on the freelance design work I had been doing—designing products for the gift industry with other artist’s work. I was in the doldrums, no wind, no rowing, no movement.

A little time went by, and one of the companies that I was freelancing for was looking to expand their licensed artists. I remember thinking: well, do I do it? Step up and try again? I stepped up. I can’t say I had no hopes, because I did, but after my first experience, my expectations were low.

Within 6 months, nine of my images were in production as cards, and within a year, I had three calendars, a couple of journals and various other stationery products in production as well. A year after that I started getting e-mails from other artists asking me how I had gotten my licensing deals and if I had any words of advice for them about how to submit, and how to get over the fear of submitting. After a few queries, I decided to write a response that I would send to any artists that contacted me, and in writing that realised that something had changed. I was feeling confident and emergised about my work and my experiences because I had stopped waiting. I was spending less time looking for approval from other people. I had begin the process of listening to myself.

So here’s the thing: Don’t wait.

If you are excited about something you have created, a new direction your work has taken, or a new product that you are thinking about launching, talk about it. Share it with friends. Share it on your blog or your website. Talk about it with colleagues and co-creators. Make commitments to being true to your vision with those in your inner circle, your tribe, or to a coach or mentor. Ask your inner circle to keep you accountable to yourself and your new quest to wait no more. As my own coach would say, “Get some skin in the game” and commit to yourself.

The moment that is right is the moment when you feel the most energised. The moment that is right is the one when your whole self feels excited and a little nervous (but mostly excited) about what you’re working on. Conversely, waiting is like being out at sea with no wind. Waiting can shut down the enthusiasm and joy faster than a “no, I don’t like that” from a potential client, or viewer. Waiting is a trap.

You could wait your whole life for someone else’s approval, someone else’s nod, and when all is said and done, it is Your Approval, Your Nod, Your Voice that is the most important part of this whole process.

You may be told no. You may be told by someone that your work is no good. You may be told that your ideas are bad. But what do you think? Do you approve of your work? Do you like your ideas?

There are many successful people working in many different fields, creating, writing, building, entrepreneuring, and you don’t have to go far into any one of these successful people’s biographies to see some variation on the theme of: They had an idea, they believed in it and they went for it.

A quick list just to remind us all:

  • J.K. Rowling submitted Harry Potter to 12 publishing houses, all of which rejected it.
  • The Beatles were told: “we don’t like your sound, and guitar music is on the way out.”
  • A producer at the Grand Ol’ Oprey told Elvis Presley: “You ain’t goin’ nowhere, son. You ought to go back to drivin’ a truck.”
  • In his first film, Harrison Ford was told by the movie execs that he simply didn’t have what it takes to be a star.
  • Oprah Winfrey was fired from her job as a television reporter because she was “unfit for tv.”

Was it always easy and smooth? No. Did the building of their craft or their career take hard work, long hours and include a large handful of disappointments? Yes. Did everyone love their ideas or products along the way? No. Did they have moments when their faith felt thin and wispy? Probably. Did they keep going anyway? Yes.

So what is one idea that you have been keeping under wraps? What is one thing that you’ve been working on that at the end of the day you think to yourself: I can’t wait till morning to work on this some more? What is one thing that you could share right here on the Scoutie Girl blog that would be a safe and easy beginning to putting it out into the world?

Sharing ourselves and our ideas with the world can make for exciting times, great conversations, amazing beginnings and a new lease on the life you have been waiting to share. Don’t wait. Start now.