Believing in Me

One of my biggest faults is I do not believe in myself.

There. I admitted it.

I have no issue seeing the good in other people and believing in them and all they could accomplish but when it comes time to look inward, I don’t see the same. I’ve dabbled a little bit here and there over my life and yet I feel that I’ve barely scratched the surface with my artistic talent.

Something is holding me back.

I am holding me back.

You can't use up your creativity. The more you use, the more you have. My goal over the next few months and years is to play with my muse. I need to bring it out of it’s little box and explore all that it has to offer.

My husband and I went to a screen printing show held at the University of Waterloo School of Architecturebuilding this past weekend. I loved looking around at all the pieces and how each artist created something so wonderful by using their ingenuity. In talking with them I was asked several times if I was an artist and I actually found myself saying that I was but haven’t played with it much.


I don’t know why, but I felt completely comfortable around the artists. It was almost as if I had opened my eyes to possibilities. So much of my life is ruled by self doubt. What if I could just believe in myself and take the change? What’s the worst that could happen?

I hope my muse is prepared – because I’m going to be calling on her a lot in the next year as I work to start believing in me.

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