Daring to Dare
Dear Creative, You Also Deserve to Live
On encouraging, support, help and being a Creative in our fucked up society
As I say in my About Me, in how to define myself — Jenny, the loving? Jenny, the changer? Jenny, the encourager?
Jenny, the artist?
I am a Creative, through and through. Since knowing I was a being, I have been drawing. Since I could create symbols to represent sound, I have been writing. But one aspect of my creativity I am not so great at, is encouraging myself on incorporating these abilities into helping me live a vibrant life. Into turning these skills into ways I can live and create in financial freedom.
I’ve stayed small.
I’ve played it safe.
I’ve stayed small in past relationships that made me unsafe. I’ve invested life energy and money into supporting other people’s dreams. While they told me mine were frivolous, and I wasn’t cleaning the home the way they wanted it. Put my blood, sweat and tears into other people’s abodes, lives, businesses, dreams.
Service to others is a joy of mine, it’s a core life value of mine — helping others. But some people took mad advantage of this.
