Is it okay to admit to having anxiety about whether my work is good enough, on a blog that is attached to the site on which I display my work!!???!!
I once said to a friend that I am not a perfectionist because my work is never perfect. His reply was, isn’t that the definition of a perfectionist?
It’s like fumbling the bobbin as I go to load it. It goes bouncing to the ground and rolling across the floor. I’ve learned to let it go because when I try to save it, I usually end up making more of a mess. If I let it go, sometimes it lands at my feet. Sometimes when it goes rolling away, the thread shows me where the bobbin went. Likewise, if I notice that I have gone to that place of not-good-enough, I can allow the thoughts to flow through me, be okay with the anxiety, realize that I have come far, take a deep breath and move on. I move on by reaching for Better Feeling Thoughts or finding a distraction. Make a tea. Go for a walk. Breathe the fresh air. Appreciate this wonderful place I live in.
There are much better places to be than stuck in my head!
Pick up the bobbin. Wind it up. Pop it in the casing. And sew on.
