Happy Pi Day

Hello! Happy Pi Day. I know a lot of my audience are fellow math lovers so I thought we would celebrate. Just kidding! But I do personally celebrate each year with my uncle who is a retired math teacher of 20+ years….Anyhow, this Pi day, I am celebrating something a bit different. It is day 21 of the 100 day project on Instagram where I have committed to creating a greeting card design every day for the next 100 days (or at least progress towards one). Today, I am celebrating the ability to show up for myself day after day. To show up creatively, yes. But also to show up in whatever capacity I need. Some of you may know that I have been attending Dance Movement Therapy once a week for the past few months and I am truly beginning to trust myself again. To trust that I know what I need. That my body will tell me when it is time to move, when it is time to rest, when it is time to play. In the past few months, I have been very proud of the routine I have created within nap time. After leaving my regularly scheduled job in August of 2024, I committed the afternoon nap hours to moving my body and making art and I have been consistently showing up for that. When E started school in January (she goes one day a week), I committed her Friday morning school hours to writing these blog posts and working on my art business, and I have consistently shown up for that. But beyond working in these systems I have created for myself, I have also become more attuned to knowing when I need to make a change and show up for myself in a different way. Yesterday, at nap time, I took a nap. Without guilt, I rested. I have been fighting a cold for three weeks and I took what I needed during that window of time. When you build habits that work for you, you can miss a day and come right back to it, without fear. In January (I think?) I read the book Atomic Habits and he talks about improving your life by 1% every day and how that growth cumulates over time. He also distinguishes the difference between a person who does something and a person who is something. I am no longer a person who makes art and a person who moves my body through exercise and dance. I am a maker and a mover. Being those things means that I do those things, I do them with consistency and automatically. I no longer have to think about doing these things each day. Even when I miss my nap time window, these practices are a part of my daily life and will come up in another way throughout the day. That is the power of showing up for yourself, for the things that matter to you. I am so grateful to be crafting the life that I long to live, to be creating the work I want to create, and to be working towards the goals I want to achieve and as always I am looking forward to sharing them with you.