If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least befriend a talking dog?
This is the last week of my self-imposed nature journal challenge. For each of my sessions, I had ideas of what I was going to do and how I was going to do it. While I wound up with pages I consider successful, nothing went as planned. I learned a lot anyway, most of all... Continue Reading →
Last week, I admitted I was having trouble with my nature journaling project. This week, I think I have some insight as to why. I've been letting unrecognized expectations get in my way. One reason I enjoy nature journaling is the discoveries. I've always loved to learn, but there is an extra thrill to discovering... Continue Reading →
How my roommate listened to a tape of Alex and thought he knew what was what.
A post about being kept from our goals by our own doubts got me thinking about the power — good and bad — of expectations. Expectations help me define my goals and motivate me to meet them. At the same time, expectations about the outcome of a project or how others will receive it can completely undermine... Continue Reading →
I've started my drawing class. Drawing is proving much more emotional than I expected. I'm swamped with anxiety whenever I pick up my pen or even think about picking it up. I keep drawing shaky lines because my hand is quivering. I don't know where this fear is coming from. I hope I can work... Continue Reading →
