What happens when . . .

This last August I had the opportunity to join a group of 27 women . . .  well artists at a private retreat in the mountains.  I was intimidated, but not enough not to go. I was nervous . . .  would I fit in . . . . . am I worthy?!?! What can I bring to the table??

Well that inner critic was a waste of time, an irritation and couldn’t have been more wrong!!

Our amazing retreat workroom was a good space, with wonderful light and filled with warm, kind hearts!

I was welcomed with open arms and no judgement. Everyone brought so many wonderful things to the table and did such different work with the same materials . . . .  polymer clay.  They all had their own voice and were on their own paths.  And what blew me away more than anything, was they all had their own inner critic!!  I couldn’t believe it . . .  they had doubts and struggles????  Even the best of the best?!?!

Again, this was a reminder that we have more in common than we think.

This entry was posted in retreat, travel and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s