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Owning Openness: The Accidental Benefit of Seeing With Magical Eyes

Wednesday, March 17th, 2010

Hello Pinkies. Dana here, with something I wrote on the plane as I left California in early March.

I’ve had a magical time on the West Coast last week. Many things made it wonderful, but as I sit on the plane on the next leg of my journey, I am distilling down what gave it such energy for me. I’m a people person and so it’s no big surprise that it was the collection of amazing men and women I met in personal, professional and social contexts. Many, but not all, were swirling around Lissa and Owning Pink, but I’ve met a lot of people in my years and this bunch was unique in a very special way.  Every person I met, including Lissa herself, was completely without pretense. And let me tell you, there is nothing in the world more gorgeous than a human being who owns who they are today, while also owning the fact that they are still on a journey to learn and grow and become.

These people were from all walks of life and between the ages of four and fifty-five, they were living and playing and writing and creating world-changing businesses. When I say they were without pretense, I mean that they were self-confident and also open about what they still had to learn. They weren’t afraid to ask for help and they weren’t afraid to hear advice. I am tempted to give Lissa great credit for having fantastic friends (which is true!), but it was more than that and extended to people I’d known for years who somehow seemed different this time.  Why were all the people I met so open?

Reaching Out

Having so many conversations about where we were and what we need to grow got me thinking that in my business life, I work with many different kinds of clients and the most successful ones make good use of a Board of Advisors (sometimes, but not always, this is also a Board of Directors). The advisory board members are recruited by the president or executive director to provide him or her a special perspective they know they can’t get from people closest to them – such as customers, investors or employees.  These leaders reach outside their immediate circles and align themselves with outside advisors who have knowledge and experience that can bring them a much needed outside perspective on their business and themselves.

This isn’t just a business leadership skill, it’s also a personal leadership approach I see very effective people use in their daily lives as well, regularly reaching out to people they trust and being authentic with them so they can see themselves through their friends’ eyes. I’ve done this very intentionally for the last ten years or so, myself.

I didn’t used to do this, by the way. Many years ago I was seeing a therapist because I was a young working mom on the path to burnout and beginning to careen off balance. After beginning to get my emotional legs under me, I realized I was beginning to see her as a friend instead of a therapist, someome I could chat with about what had been going on in my life and get some perspective back.

About two sessions after I came to this realization, she asked me,“Do you have any friends?”

Surprised, I said , “Sure! I have tons of friends.”

She smiled and asked, “Do you ever talk to them?”

I blinked. “No. I really don’t have time.”

She smiled more broadly. “Why don’t you make time for them?”

Two weeks later I gave her a hug and released myself from therapy, promising myself and her I’d come back if I ever needed to. Though I’ve thought about it a few times over the years, I’ve never been back because, in part, I’ve created an interlocking circles of friends who I make a point to see regularly, both in personal and professional contexts. This doesn’t mean that my therapist wasn’t a good investment (she absolutely was, believe me!).  But that therapy had a limit. Once I became emotionally capable enough to reach out and make myself vulnerable to people I trusted in a new way, I no longer needed therapy. When I did this, I discovered a whole pleathora of personal development opportunity in the people that were already around me.

Opening Up

Today, my advisory teams are large and diverse. My advisors include friends I’ve met while kibuttzing on the soccer field as our kids chased butterflies instead of soccer balls (i.e., a while ago!), and they are former clients and people who I simply admire for their personal strength and journeys. I really value their perspectives on my life and I enjoy supporting them because in doing so I learn more about myself.

But this last trip, and the amazing people I met, were not just an accident. I’ve been on lots of trips and met lots of people before without having met so many who were all so open, in many cases, with someone they barely knew. When I look at the one common element in each interaction that delighted me this trip, I see only one consistent variable: me. And I realize that while I’ve been collecting my advisory teams around me for years, I’ve only recently opened myself to others in a way that encourages their deeper openness to emerge and feel safe.

The difference lately in my outlook is beyond nonjudgment and it’s beyond acceptance (both of which I’ve practiced intentionally). On this last trip West I practiced my magical eyes and seeing people with love – not just a few people or difficult to love people  – but on everyone I met. And it worked. It drew out the most beautiful part of each person for them to be, and me to see.

The Accidental Benefit of Seeing With Magical Eyes

And here’s my ah-ha! At Owning Pink we like to use Magical Eyes to make others feel seen and support their healing, but I don’t know if these people even needed “healing,” and I don’t know yet what affect my magical eyes had on them. Now I realize is that I don’t really need to know. What I’ve learned is that it had a strong and wonderful affect on me. I am lighter. I am happier. I am enriched by these wonderful people who allowed me to see them with love.  As I open myself up more and more with my new and old advisors, I expect to continue this happy spiral. I can’t wait!

What about you? Have you used your magical eyes? Have you used it on difficult people and “easy” people? Have you noticed the difference it makes on how you feel?

Stumbling into magic,
Dana

Owning Pleasure: Preparing to Attend Mama Gena’s School of Womanly Arts

Monday, March 15th, 2010

Hiya Pinkies!

This weekend I am heading to New York City for the first weekend of the Mastery Program at Mama Gena’s School of Womanly Arts. You Pinkies may remember Mama Gena from the interview I did with her a few months ago for my book, What’s Up Down There? Questions You’d Only Ask Your Gynecologist If She Was Your Best Friend (St. Martin’s Press, October 2010). This is a Pinkie who has redefined (or, more accurately, unearthed) the truth of what it is to be a woman, and to Own Pleasure.

What I’m In For*

According to Mama Gena (and the Pinkies and Sister Goddesses to whom I’ve spoken who have taken the course), this weekend is going to be about “unleashing the intoxicating experience of being exquisitely you within a community of strong, hot, fun, confident women.” Whoa, Nelly! Something tells me my life is about to be taken to a whole new level of Pinkness. Some of what I can expect to be reacquainted with this spring includes:

  • Confidence, confidence, confidence (yes, Pinkies, I for sure need help with this sometimes!)
  • Learning to expose my truths, and experience more freedom to be the woman I really am in my relationships
  • Reconnecting with the Divine Feminine and hooking back into my dreams & desires
  • Putting the “O” back in MOM (as a mom who shares a bedroom with her four-year-old, I’ll be paying extra close attention during this part of the class!)
  • Experiencing a greater ownership of my sensuality and sexuality
  • Becoming intoxicated by the beauty of my own body
  • Attracting what I’ve been desiring
  • Bringing the fire, juice and romance back into my marriage

Uh, yes… please! Who among us doesn’t desire to touch into these elements of their own lives? And Pinkies – there’s still room! Please come join me this weekend if you can.

In preparation for all of this, I thought I’d take stock of where I am, and where I’m headed. To do this, I’m going to be doing a round of what Mama Gena calls “the BGDs”: Brags, Gratitudes, and Desires (Mama Gena calls it the Holy Trinity!). I figure, what better way to get where I want to than by Owning where I am? Of course this exercise must include you Pinkies, who will be with me in spirit (or maybe in person!) throughout this course.

How to OWN the BGDs

1. First, list your brags. This is anything about your life and yourself that you feel is particularly wonderful. Anything you’re proud of. This can be an awkward practice for many of us (especially women), who have been taught not to make ourselves too big or draw too much attention to ourselves (ugh, when did this happen? And why?). The Sister Goddesses (Mama Gena’s online community) actually keep a “brag board,” where one Sister Goddess lists a brag and the others “upride” you – telling you how great you really are, instantly dissolving any shame a sister might feel in speaking about herself this way. Why not start this practice in your own Pink Posse?

2. Now, list your gratitudes. What about yourself and your life are you most grateful? Dig deep. Be thankful!

3. Finally, think about all that you desire. Having made lists of what makes you strong and what makes you grateful is a wonderful primer to start thinking about all that is possible. Don’t edit based on limited beliefs or the fact that you can’t see “how” something might happen. When you are living in your power, anything is possible. Live big, Pinkies! Go nuts. As Pink Goddess Tama Kieves says, “Figure out what will make you giggle to your toes.”

I could brag all day about how blessed I am these days.  But doing so doesn’t tend to make one popular in the world, from what I’ve discovered.  Why is that? Why are we so willing to rally around our girlfriends when we life turns shitty and so reluctant to be there when life is grand? Mama Gena would want us to say “Fuck that!” (“Scuse my French, but seriously, what’s the deal with us?)
So letting go of all barriers, here goes. My BGD’s.
Owning MY BGD’s: (Eeh Gad!)

BRAGS:
1. I have this amazing Ivy League MBA hubby who desires nothing more than to be a stay home dad, rub my back, and help my businesses thrive.
2. My dreams are all coming true this year. It freaks the hell out of me because coming face to face with your calling is terrifying. But it’s everything I’ve asked for, so I can only bow to the Universe for making it all happen.
3. I am opening the Owning Pink Center next month, which will allow me to redefine health as I know it. Forget what they taught me in med school. There’s SO MUCH more than being simply well. We can be vital. It’s within our reach. I can’t wait to share it
4. It appears I am a gifted writer and artist (I wrote two books that are being published this year, and prepared an art show that’s being prepared to tour the country as we speak.  Woo hoo! Go me!) Damn- that was hard to write.
5. I am, by nature, a healer (ooh- even harder! What a loaded word!)  My most essential gift is to see the vitality in another person and help bring it forth, not only by practicing medicine, but by seeing and holding space for another to heal him or herself (we all have this power!)
GRATITUDES:
1. I am SO grateful for the amazing team that volunteers their efforts to making Owning Pink come to life. Where did these people come from? How can I thank them? I will feel forever blessed.
2. I feel gratitude that I am actually flying to NYC this week to meet all you amazing Sister Goddesses! It still feels a bit surreal. I can’t WAIT!
3. I am so grateful that I have been able to release my fear and follow my heart. It hasn’t been easy but it has absolutely served me every step of the way. Thank you Universe!
4. I am in awe of All of you extraordinary Pinkies
5. What would I do without my husband and daughter? They keep me grounded.
6. I am so grateful for the breathtaking landscape surrounding my home, and my ability to walk out into it on a regular basis.
7. I feel immense gratitude for an upbringing so loving and unconditional that it gave me the ability to give and receive love effortlessly.
8. I am so grateful for my whole family. I am  truly blessed.
DESIRES:
1.  I desire better sex. There. I said it! My sweet hubby longs for it too, I’m sure. But we have this quiet agreement not to speak of such things. What’s with that? BRING IT!
2. I desire more luxuries in life. I don’t consider myself particularly materialistic, but after quitting my lucrative job and making the leap of faith to live life on my terms, I’ve had to make some sacrifices. I’m done with that! I long for spa days again!
3. I desire balance. Pure and simple. A life of balance. Is that so much to ask?
4. I desire for What’s Up Down There to be on the New York Times Bestseller list. (Hey!  A girl can dream!)
5. I desire to have the magic of Owning Pink become a national – and worldwide – phenomenon, allowing millions to recognize their own magnificence and begin to live from that place.
6. I desire to spend more of my time doing what makes me feel most alive: writing, making art, seeing patients, being with my family, dancing, hiking, and BEING REAL!

I’m ready!

Whew! How are you feeling now, Pinkies? What did this exercise bring up for you? What new part of yourself do you feel ready to Own? What does taking it to the next level look like to you? How do you Own Pleasure in your every day life?

I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling energized, hopeful, and pretty damn excited about this weekend.  Please join me, Pinkies – there’s still room! You can find out more and register at Mama Gena’s website: www.mamagenas.com.

What are your BGD’s? What if we make this a daily practice? Start practicing here in the comments or join the Brags, Gratitudes, Desires Group on the Pink Posse to share what you wish to OWN.

Owning what I got – and ready to take it higher,

Lissa

*list adapted from www.mamagenas.com

Owning Emotions: The Compulsion to Comfort

Friday, March 12th, 2010

cry

Who doesn’t love a good cry?

Turns out a lot of people don’t. Of course, there are safe spaces where we can own our tears … workshops, retreats, support groups, the Pink Posse. But there is still much of the world where the sight of someone crying will send an entire room into a silent panic.

You’ve been there. You’re sitting at a meeting table at work, or standing in line at a store, or hanging out at home. You are fatigued, frustrated, moved, or overwhelmed. You surrender to your emotions. Tears begin to flow.

Suddenly, everyone else in the room stops breathing. They look away. Talk amongst themselves. Pretend it’s not happening. Or worse yet …

They tell you to stop.

“Don’t cry,” they say, out of a desire to comfort and support you. And as loving as the gesture may be, it is not about you feeling better … it’s about them feeling better. Your tears make them uncomfortable. Stop. They say. Don’t cry.

Why? What is it about crying that freaks people out? Where in our evolution did it stop being okay to have our feelings? These of course are rhetorical questions, age-old and contemplated and theorized to death. And really, the “why” isn’t important. What is important is to own our feelings, and make it okay for others to own theirs.

Aliveness ≠ joy

One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned over the past year is that being fully alive doesn’t mean being happy all the time. To be human is to have the full gambit of experiences and emotions. Kind of like the seasons, cycling through times that are more challenging to get to the bright spots makes life richer and, dare I say, a bit more fun.

Plus, the only way past any experience is through it – not around it. If we stifle tears, rage, grief, sorrow, or even joy – it’s going to lurk, distract us, even make us sick – until we acknowledge and HAVE the emotion. If we grew up this way (many of us did), there is so much stored in our bodies and psyches, affecting us in ways of which we’re not even aware. How much easier would this be if we simply gave ourselves and others permission to let out whatever’s going to come anyway?

Holding space

As part of our commitment to seeing each other with magical eyes, next time you’re in the company of someone who’s having some emotion – no matter where or when or how “appropriate” or not it is – I invite you to simply hold space for them. Don’t try to comfort them, tell them it will be okay, suggest that they stop crying, or even pass them a tissue. But don’t turn away or pretend like it’s not happening, either. Simply be there. Depending on who it is, a hug might be welcome, or a held hand. Let your intuition tell you what is needed.

How does that feel, Pinkies, to know that it’s actually not your responsibility to make anyone feel “better?” That being the kind and loving spirit you already are is enough – more than enough? How much more space might you hold, knowing that you don’t have to manically run around inside that space trying to make everything okay?

Letting you do your thing (and loving you all the more for it),
Joy

A Pink God’s Pleap off the Corporate Cliff

Thursday, March 11th, 2010

Dearest Pinkies, please welcome Pink God Ryan Rigoli, founder of (and blogger at) rigolicoaching.com. Ryan works with solo entrepreneurs and organizational leaders to build heart-centered businesses that inspire change in the people and communities they wish to serve.  He specializes in helping them to create a unique, personal brand that aligns their core essence with their life’s work. Ry’s here today to talk about his own, major, life-transforming Pleap, and the wisdom he’s gleaned along the way. Bravo, Ryan, and thank you for inspiring us all.

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The Matrix

It was about three years ago and I was exhausted.   I had recently come back from a trip to Australia.  My intention was to spend time with a good friend and rejuvenate.  The spending time with a good friend part was great.  The rejuvenation part didn’t last long.

My vacation buzz quickly wore off and before long I was back at work. I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders. I had just been moved to a newly formed team at Yahoo!, where I worked, and what we were tasked to do was starting to feel like trying to move entire mountains with a pinky. I was getting burned out after years of trying to ‘move the needle’ and putting everything I had into high priority projects at the company.

I found myself dreaming about my next vacation.  Peru, Iceland, India…where to go next?  Only I wasn’t there.  I was here, smack dab in the middle of the matrix working harder than ever before, and simply pushing on through to the next vacation.  Wash, rinse, repeat.

The feeling in my gut was screaming:  “Are you nuts?”  But I wouldn’t listen. I was too scared to make a change, and even if I did, I wouldn’t know what to do next anyway.  It was just too fuzzy of a plan to make a move.

Claustrophobia

One night I woke up around 3am and felt the walls closing in on me.  I had to rush to my patio to catch my breath. Still feeling enclosed, I ran out of my building and onto the street.  I sat on the sidewalk and started to catch my breath.  I knew right then that this was the beginning of the end for me in this kind of life.

When you start feeling claustrophobic in a 1200-square-ft. loft with 30 foot ceilings, then you know something’s wrong.  My body was telling me it was time for a change or it would shut down.  I liked my body and I also enjoyed being on this planet, so I decided to listen for the first time in a very long time to see what it had to say.

After a few minutes some images came to me.  I envisioned what it would be like in five years at the age of 40 – working in the same company and with the same two-hour round-trip commute.  Only this time I imagined being an SVP of Marketing, the role I had always been striving for.  That claustrophobic feeling immediately started to come back.  And there it was.  The path I was headed down made me feel more and more compressed, less fully alive, and, frankly, physically ill.  And the funny part about all of it was this:  I’d created this world for myself.  Not because I had to, but because I thought I would be happy and fulfilled. I felt that if I just pushed a little bit more, I’d be totally secure and free of all financial worries.

Practically speaking, of course, staying on with my company was somewhat of a known quantity.  And, if not there, then another similar company.  Another couple of years and I would have had the chance to become a VP making even more money and in charge of an even larger team.  I imagined what that felt like and observed the sensations in my body at the very thought of it.  First, the nausea (spitting up what I knew would poison my soul), then the claustrophobia (feeling trapped on a path that wasn’t for me), and finally a feeling of sadness and helplessness (my anger at myself turned inwards that I wasn’t owning my freedom to choose).

Exploring the Unknown

Quitting and maybe even traveling abroad, on the other hand, was a complete unknown and scary, but again I observed my feelings and physical reactions — lightness (freedom to reinvent myself) and nervous yet energetic excitement (the prospects of new people, new passions and new adventures).

That was enough for me.  A week later I handed in my resignation and started planning an extended trip through Latin America, many of the experiences of which I captured in my travel blog.

And it was from that day onward that I started a three-year journey into the unknown. Travels through remote lands, ‘successes’ and ‘failures’ of new businesses and relationships, universal mysteries revealed, even more questions and mysteries surfaced, moments of complete confusion and fear, times of absolute clarity and peace.

Would I trade any of it?  Never.  The most challenging three years of my life were the ones during which I felt most fully alive.

The Free-Fall

Anyone who goes through a process of breaking free of their own version of the matrix may have a different set of circumstances but the emotional experience is often the same.  Right before it starts and the black hole of opportunity opens, there’s a sense that there’s something more.  There’s a feeling of longing for something that you just can’t put your finger on.  There’s a terrified feeling of the unknown and questions about how you’re going to manage without all of the answers laid out right in front of you.  There’s exhilaration at the thought of freedom — the freedom to be who you really are and to live that fully whatever that may be.

And then one day you take the leap off a cliff only to realize that you’re falling without an end point.  It just keeps going.  Ever changing.  Ever moving.  The exhilaration, the fear, the joy, the anger, the sadness, all rolled up into one big leap of faith into the giant unknown.

And it’s that jump for me that led to an extraordinary journey that continues to this day.  Yes, when I returned, I took adventurous leaps in my travels, new businesses and relationships, but the real jump was inward.  And with that came a process of remembering who I really am.  ‘Self-remembering’ was not just a set of words anymore but a deep feeling of who I am as a Spirit in this body.  Of what I’m here to do and be.  Of how I’m here for others.   And a new and completely unexpected version of that continues to unfold.

A Grand Mystery

This kind of path is a different one than before.  Although there’s a time for planning and goal-setting, there’s a different quality to the experience.  A recognition perhaps that no matter how many goals we set, or plans we make, there’s still a grand mystery to it all.  Maybe we’re not meant to completely understand everything or know how every intention we set out will turn out.  Maybe it’s more about how we respond and awaken to the mysteries that unfold right in front of us rather than to the actual content or outcome that we originally expected.

Perhaps it’s really about the type of person we become along the way.  It’s about the capacities we cultivate in ourselves to speak our truth with strength and dignity but also with compassion and discernment vs. blame and judgment towards others with a different view.  Maybe it’s a holding of our intentions with a powerful, energetic, focused presence but also with a kind of gentleness, or lightness, for how the outcome will really appear to us in the end.   Perhaps it’s about a sense of openness about what wants to emerge from deep within…something much bigger than ourselves.  It is life expressing itself through us.  And it’s the very art of surrendering and then allowing that brings forth this new creation into the world.

Maybe it’s really a journey about how we treat others under the most trying of circumstances.  And, of course, how we treat ourselves even with all of the mistakes we make, the shame or guilt we feel, the broken promises we’ve made along the way.   Perhaps it’s, ultimately, about how much love and kindness we can show ourselves in the midst of it all.

The Sacred Journey

There’s a painting in my house that says:  “Sometimes your only available transportation is a leap of faith.”  As people on a spiritual path, we are all on a sacred journey that takes an extra-ordinary amount of faith and trust in ourselves.  We are on a personal journey of healing and through our presence we create a space for the healing of those all around us. For our clients, our friends, our families, our communities, our partners.

Whatever our path may be, creating social change through personal transformation is no easy calling.  It takes patience, diligence and immense kindness towards ourselves to explore the truth behind who we really are and work with others to do the same.  Our work does not come with a rule book or a set of predefined answers but simply with the presence of our hearts and the support of others to help us move forward.

ryanI want to thank you for doing what you do and for the very presence that you bring into the world.

I will do my best to support you in this journey.

Blessings,
Ryan

Owning Creation: Giving Birth for A Living

Wednesday, March 10th, 2010

A while back, a conversation Lissa and I had about being a mom and an entrepreneur struck a chord in both of us and produced her wonderful post on birthing what wants to be born. That post produced a moving discussion about the choices we make about where our amazing, female creative energy goes – into babies, projects, passions and work. As I sat with this and let the words of Pinkie wisdom seep into me, a wondrous thing happened I want to share with you. I felt some of the tangle of my personal confusion on this subject begin to unravel. When I told Lissa and Joy they encouraged me to untangle and reweave in public in the hopes that it might be useful to others. And so here I share some of my tapestry-in-progress with you. Blessings to you in your personal struggles and choices as you release your own amazing creative powers. ~Dana

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The need to create

We women are just bursting with the ability, talent and NEED to create. Not just procreate – though that’s obviously a biggie hormonally and otherwise – I mean: CREATE. I wasn’t completely aware of this myself until recently, which is ironic because in addition to co-creating two children, I’ve spent my whole professional career trying to create stuff. This has been frustrating because I wasn’t an artist or a welder or a software developer, I was a marketer. (Marketers don’t make stuff, sadly; we make stuff up.) So, unconscious of the fact I really wanted to create things, I aligned myself with people who did and made a career out of launching new products into the market and advising organizations on how to take advantage of new technology to create new businesses. Somewhere along the line I stopped owning the failure of not being happy in all my jobs and started owning success by realizing I was a creative spirit and that creating stuff fuels me and brings me joy. Seeing it come to fruition in one form or another makes me ecstatic! I loved making kids! I love parenting kids – now teenagers whom I adore. I have – count them – four businesses! And I love them all! It’s all just the creative energy in me visioning something wonderful in the world and then setting my energy to bring it into being.

Lissa and I laughed because of course, she has given birth to one beautiful child and many businesses too – a medical practice, an artist’s body of gorgeous work, two books, and a blossoming creation in Owning Pink she’s inviting us all to co-create with her. But of course, we’ve both created children and sometimes the demands and desires of motherhood and entrepreneurship get a little tangled up and confused.

Confusion

For myself, this tangle is definitely confusing; and I’m not just talking about the energy management of it here (though that is often beyond confusing!). I mean something deeper. Something so deep that it’s tangled up with roots that go so far down into my spirit and my being I can’t even see where they end. This bonked me on the head when Lissa and I were chatting on IM about this. We were talking about how fun it is to start up a business (and how exhausting) and about the parallels with having a kid. At first we were focused on the similarities:

  • neither a baby nor a startup business can exist without you;
  • both cry a lot and need constant care and feeding, sucking at your very being; and
  • you LOVE them both to the point that it can make you wonder where you start and they stop.

After a bit we were all confused. Birthing anything new is an act of creation and so in many ways they feel so much alike, is there really no difference? Could you just start a business and never have a kid (or visa versa) and have the same experience? Well, no… there are significant differences too:

  • a child is an independent soul with its own intrinsic purpose on this earth, while a business’s purpose is to further the growth and development of all the independent souls it touches (employees, owners, customers, investors etc.);
  • a child should be nurtured until it can function completely independently, while an organization always needs leadership; and
  • your love for a child should be a personal connection, while your love for a business (which is also “owned” by others, either financially or otherwise) should be a little more distant for your own health and well-being.

They’re one in the same

And then it hit me. In addition to being a mom, I’m also an entrepreneur, a professional risk taker. A serial Pleaper (i.e., Pink Leap of Faither). And in this conversation I’m just now realizing why those two aspects of my identity are SO important and SO related. What I realized today is: My JOB is giving birth and it’s also my LIFE. There’s no separating them out!

So now I realize I’m on the same adventure many of us find ourselves exploring, how to blend my creative energies in my professional, creative and family lives. When I think of it this way, I feel like a success as a creator; and by viewing all these adventures as creative efforts I find I’m having a lot more fun. Because the act of creation assumes a little mystery about what the end result will be and when I think of them as creative efforts I have less attachment to exactly how they come out in the end. I also realize they are creative collaborations with the people in my life – my husband, my kids, my partners, my clients – and where we share creative visions so much more is possible.

So what about you, Pinkies? Where are your lives rich with creative energy? What are your strategies for blending them? How do you infuse creative excitement into facets of your life? How do you manage the creative tensions that inevitably arise?

Love, light, and creation,
Dana