Creativity Coach - Artist Desiree East

You want to THRIVE and live in the PRESENT MOMENT. You want to CREATE THE REALITY YOU'VE ALWAYS DREAMED through CREATIVE LIFESTYLE HABITS.You want to tap into that hidden, CREATIVE POTENTIAL that is ready to be UNLEASHED to the world. When your inner voice, your intuitive heart --- YOUR creative genius --- is nourished and pampered, you know you can create profound changes in your LIFE that is the art.

Desiree East is a Soulful Entrepreneur, Certified Master Transformational Coach, Creatively Fit Coach and Visual Artist. Desiree facilitates live creative workshops and retreats, as well as, online art programs focused on personal and professional development. She inspires her clients to create meaningful change in their lives through creative ritual, using art-making as a modality for creative wellness and deep transformation (no art experience required). 

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are you ready to drop secret love bombs?

love is the new religion - quote - brian piergrossi - author life coach spiritual teacher - desiree east I stumbled upon this gem recently, after getting side tracked from a link that my mother-in-law shared to me the other day  (Thanks Lynne!). I thought it was worth a share, and I hope it brightens your week. Welcome to the changing season, sending lots of love your way...

On the surface of the world right now there is war and Violence and things seem dark But calmly and quietly, at the same time, something else is happening underground An inner revolution is taking place and certain individuals are being called to a higher light It is a silent revolution From the inside out From the ground up

You won’t see us on the T.V. You won’t read about us in the newspaper You won’t hear about us on the radio

We don’t seek any glory We don’t wear any uniform We come in all shapes and sizes Colors and styles

Most of us work anonymously We are quietly working behind the scenes in every country and culture of the world Cities big and small, mountains and valleys, in farms and villages, tribes and remote islands

You could pass by one of us on the street and not even notice We go undercover We remain behind the scenes It is of no concern to us who takes the final credit But simply that the work gets done

Occasionally we spot each other in the street We give a quiet nod and continue on our way so no one will notice.

During the day many of us pretend we have normal jobs But behind the false storefront, at night is where the real work takes place

Some call us the ‘Conscious Army’ We are slowly creating a new world with the power of our minds and hearts We follow, with passion and joy Our orders from the Central Command The Spiritual Intelligence Agency

We are dropping soft, secret love bombs when no one is looking: Poems Hugs Music Photography Movies Kind words Smiles Meditation and prayer Dance Social activism Blogs Random acts of kindness

Our work is slow and meticulous Like the formation of mountains It is not even visible at first glance And yet with it entire tectonic plates shall be moved in the centuries to come

Love is the new religion of the 21st century

You don’t have to be a highly educated person Or have any exceptional knowledge to understand it It comes from the intelligence of the heart Embedded in the timeless evolutionary pulse of all human beings

Be the change you want to see in the world Nobody else can do it for you

We are now recruiting Perhaps you will join us Or already have. All are welcome… The door is open

~ Brian Piergrossi, (from the book The Big Glow)

From Maiden to Mother: A Humbling Transformation in the Sky and Sea

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Okay, so travelling in general could be very stressful at times, no matter who you are travelling with and no matter where you are going. Planes, trains or automobiles, kids or no kids, friends or foes, something bad is bound to happen, no matter how minor or major the incident. Travel incidents just come with the travel package, right?

Well, let me tell you, the first two days were hell. Ironically, it was not because we had a baby in tow. In fact, Kirra did soooooo well at the airport waiting in long lines, plodding through TSA, and she was a champ (in my eyes) on the flights to and from Hawaii. She got a little restless toward the end of our flights, but who doesn't? (You should feel my biceps...talk about workout).

TO MAKE A LONG STORY SHORT:

American Airlines, you suck.

There were no clear signs of where to check-in, nor were there clear, designated fancy red line ribbon thingies. What happened to the fancy red line ribbon thingies??

There were no regular check-in lines to check into. The only thing available were these little self check-in kiosks, scattered throughout the floor, underneath the big American Airlines signage.

"No problem, I've got this shit. I'm a computer nerd. I've done this before, we'll be done in 5 minutes flat..."

The self check-in kiosks were not working properly.  1 out of 5 computers in our line were in working order. There was ONE employee that was available to assist our entire area (which was filled with a massive crowd of unorganized, helpless, desperate souls).

Then I looked outside to the Valet check-in. LIFE SAVER. We tipped our dude $20, worth every penny.

Because of said disorganized check-in lines, we were were one of the handful of people to get on the full flight. I even saw a guy sitting a couple of rows behind us roll his eyes, as poor Kirra started to fuss. In my mind, I was like, shut it, dude. Shut your rolling, judge-y eyes.

Yep. No matter how prepared we were and no matter how early we got to the airport, we were that family.

And NO time for a diaper change.

SO much drama for this mama. Sheesh.

SINKING INTO ISLAND LIFE - BLESSINGS ABOUND

Even though our trip didn't start off as smooth as possible (does it ever?), there is always that moment when you step off of the plane and breath in the tropical air that is filled with the scent of sweet plumeria leis...where everything slows down and everything is ooookay.

Aloooooooooooha.

We crashed out pretty darn early on the night of our arrival, only to wake up at 5am the next morning to find out that there was a Hawaiian blessing and ceremony taking place on the beach where we were staying.

Perfect.

I took this as a sign, and decided to use this opportunity to introduce Kirra to the ocean water for her very first time, as well as, honor my transition into motherhood.  The releasing of being a maiden and honoring my role as a mother for Kirra (which was quite the journey, especially with her wanting only me during the entire trip) was something I've needed since she was born. Some sort of meaningful ritual to make it all legit.

And this was it.

Coincidentally, it was also the anniversary of my beloved furry family member, Moana (my other daughter - no, really) passing, and to add to that, the name of the chant was about 'Moana', and it took place in front of the iconic Moana Surfrider resort. Whaaaaaaaat?

I swear, I didn't plan it that way.

And the funny thing is, is that Brendon and I have always believed that our dog, Moana, was the one who sent Baby Kirra to us. That, my friends, is yet, another story.

This beautiful "Ho 'ala" (or awakening) was a Hawaiian ceremony of renewal of mind, body, and spirit, and it took place at sunrise, facing Diamond Head. It was a practice of getting into the correct mind-space, cleansing body, mind, and spirit, focusing our minds toward a future, filled with renewed vitality, hope, and happiness.

An ocean blessing of sorts.

Kirra loooooooooved the ocean water, and she had a big grin on her face when we took her past the shore break. It was such a special moment. Of course, we didn't get it on video or capture any photos, but it was definitely memorable.

At Dusk. Quiet. Still.

Diamond Head in the background.

Perfectly peaceful, as we chanted toward the sunrise:

E ALA E

E ALA E

KA LĀ I KAHIKINA

Awake! The sun is in the East

I KA MOANA

KA MOANA HOHONU

At the ocean, the deep ocean

PI'I KA LEWA

KA LEWA NU'U

Climb to the heavens, highest heaven

I KAHIKINA

AIA KA LĀ

E ALA E!

In the East, there is the sun, arise, awake!

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So, there was a point during our trip where Brendon and I decided to stop trying to plan and control every single second of our vacation time (because, naturally, that's what we had been doing all along to make the vacation happen, right?!).

We let go.

Let go of planning.

Let go of needing to figure what we needed to do next.

Let go of figuring out where to eat and when should we eat and what time should we eat and what about the baby?

So much pressure, man.

And once I decided to consciously let go of control (damn post-partum OCD. There is such a thing, isn't there??), all was good in the Hawaiian hood.

And I applied that to tending to Kirra the entire trip, too. Letting go of having to be the perfect vacation mommy. Letting go of having to be the perfect vacation wife.

And my, oh my. Everything just fell into place as easily as it could in paradise.

FAST FORWARD A FEW DAYS

As I was sitting on my surfboard, salt water dripping from eyelashes and onto my lips, a dear friend and beautiful surf sister that I've known for many years gently shared this little piece of a truth-bomb that was given to her from another friend, on being a mom:

"Your life is no longer your own..."

What? Ouch! No, no, no. La, la, la,la, la, la, la...

"I know, how depressing, huh?" Thank god she shared the same sentiment as me.

I really didn't want to hear that, and my instant inward, silent reaction (being a life coach and all) was, "Pfffffft...there you have it, another limiting belief, disguised as wisdom, promising to hold me back from doing all of the things I want to do in my life."

But the truth was that I had only a small window of time to paddle out and enjoy my very first surf session since I became pregnant with Kirra. And the truth was, was that I was thinking of Kirra every single second I was out there.

What was she doing?

Is she playing with Daddy?

I hope she's not crying.

Is she having fun?

I missssss her.

And, it was true. I have been admittedly been playing this game of denial with my former maiden-self for quite some time now. "What?? My life isn't going to change that much. I wish people would stop telling me my life is going to change. Bah, humbug. Not happening over here. Because, see look: #TRAVELLINGWITHBABY"

And then, my break-time was up.

Long gone are the surf sessions that lasted for 2 hours at a time.

Long gone are the surf sessions that had me staring off blankly into the horizon with no care in the world.

Long gone are the surf sessions where both Brendon and I could surf together, wherever and whenever we want.

Long gone are the carefully planned surf sessions, perfectly synced with the tides, the wind, and the swells formed from stormy seas thousands of miles of away.

Yes, this is all true. BUT, it doesn't mean I have to give up the things that I love and stop doing the things that make me feel complete. Otherwise, I will really go insane. And that is not good for me. Nor for Brendon. Or for the Baby.

So, let's reframe this, shall we? ('Reframing' is an example of a pretty awesomely simple coaching technique, where we change the meaning of an unwanted situation in order to gain a more positive perspective on the outcome...incredibly useful stuff, if you're feeling stuck!)

MY LIFE IS STILL MY OWN AND NOW I GET TO SHARE ITS BEAUTY WITH MY LITTLE BABE

Ahhhhhh...much better.

The flip side to this new mamahood thing is a whole 'nother world that has opened up in tremendous ways. New ways of being. New ways of seeing. Now I get to share my love of life, of travel, of the vast ocean and its blessings, with my little girl. I have a whole new perspective of ocean-life from the eyes of a child. And it has been magnificent. And soooooo much FUN!! So much laughter (Kirra is a really funny baby, guys!) And the LOVE, I can't even to begin to measure.

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As soon as I got home, I had a conference call scheduled with my fellow Creatively Fit Coach Team members. And it was just what I needed to seal the deal of this whole transforming into motherhood thing (although, I suppose it never really is a process that ever ends, is it?)

In speaking with my colleagues, something kept ringing in my ears loud and clear:

“You can never lose yourself. Yes, there might be moments when you could feel yourself slipping away. From FREEDOM From INDEPENDENCE From SELF-EXPRESSION From SELF-LOVE But, it’s not forever. You always have the choice to come back to YOU. You might have a completely different palette splashed with hues you’ve never used in your life. You might even have a giant canvas that is overwhelmingly intimidating. But one thing is for certain. The only constant is that YOU will always be YOU.”

So, as a new mom (and your Creatively Fit Coach), I'm going to practice what I preach and go back to the canvas and commit to my personal painting practice for four months straight. So I could allow myself to re-connect with myself.

To make time for me (selfishly, how dare I do such a thing, that thing they call self-care?!)

To connect with creative, kind souls (are you ready?)

To connect with mother nature (I hear the ocean waves calling to me as I erratically type)

And to just beeeeeeee...FREE, INDEPENDENT, SELF-EXPRESSIVE and LOOOOOOOVED!

AND, I'm going to commit to my creative coaching practice and my clients, my people, I miss youuuuu!! Whew...cheers and big MAHALOS for sticking with me through my transformation. I hope to support you with the same.

weekly photo challenge: threshold

bali surf and exposed reef by desiree east Threshold - noun

  1. a strip of wood, metal, or stone forming the bottom of a doorway and crossed in entering a house or room.
  2. a point of entry or beginning.
  3. the beginning of an airport runway on which an aircraft is attempting to land.
  4. the magnitude or intensity that must be exceeded for a certain reaction, phenomenon, result, or condition to occur or be manifested.
  5. he maximum level of radiation or a concentration of a substance considered to be acceptable or safe.
  6. a limit below which a stimulus causes no reaction.

 

I immediately thought of this photo of How I Brought in the Balinese New Year in 2012.

As surfers, we have this hungry anticipation for playing in the ocean's waves like you wouldn't believe. Our hearts' start to pump, and our eyes start to dilate, as we scan the horizon for energetic lumps of salty goodness forming into the perfect platform for gliding to freedom.

CROSSING THE THRESHOLD IN LIFE AND BUSINESS

And at this point in my life, it very much reminds me of the anticipation of building my dream business. One of my online colleagues and surfer friend, Srini Rao of The Unmistakable Creative Podcast (formerly BlogcastFM), happens to use surfing as a metaphor for life and business quite often, which I love. In fact, one of his biggest dreams of hosting a live, yet most intimate event is happening, as I type these words. Check it out: The Instigator Experience. Go Srini!

If you've been following me for the last couple of years you already know that I am also at the threshold of bringing my dreams to light as a creative entrepreneur. And it really does feel like I'm about to paddle out into some of the biggest waves I've ever paddled out into. The courage and confidence that I've gained in the last few years, especially in putting myself out there --- no holds barred --- has been incredibly thrilling, scary, exciting, humbling, liberating and freeing.

All while trying to be as focused and grounded as possible.  

Very much like paddling out into the ocean, I feel like I'm on the verge of having the best surf session in my life, with many more waves to come, in all different sizes, shapes, and forms. And I definitely feel like there is more to come on the horizon.

HERE'S THE THING: Experiences like this just don't fall into our laps. It takes knowing and identifying what you really desire in life. And, just like learning how to surf and getting used to an environment you may not be used to, it takes knowledge and practice. AND, more importantly, to cross that threshold, you must surround yourself with support, so that you're not doing it alone.

 

3 SIMPLE TIPS TO CROSS THE THRESHOLD:

1. IDENTIFY YOUR TRUE DESIRES.

Is what you are about to do truly in alignment with your higher calling/purpose/soul's work? If yes, then fantastic, you'll be happier knowing you're on the right path. If not, change course.

2. BECOME AN EXPERT.

To cross the threshold, educate yourself and take action by practicing the thing that you want to become. The more knowledge you have, the more comfortable you'll be.

3. SURROUND YOURSELF WITH LIKE-MINDED SOULS.

Once you cross the threshold, connect with other people who have the same values and who are doing the same things that you doing, for support, accountability, and sharing challenges and celebrating successes. Having a sense of love, safety and belonging (our three basic human needs) makes a world of a difference.

  WHEN YOU HAVE ALL OF THESE PIECES IN PLACE, ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE, AND YOU WILL BE READY TO RIDE THE MOST EXHILARATING WAVE OF YOUR LIFE. READY TO JUMP IN?

WHAT DO YOU THINK IT TAKES TO CROSS OVER THE THRESHOLD, WHEN IT COMES TO CERTAIN AREAS OF YOUR LIFE? PLEASE SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS IN THE COMMENTS BELOW.        

AND SPEAKING OF MAKING YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE, JOIN ME FOR THE PARTY AND LEARN THE ART OF CREATING A VISION BOARD LIKE AN A-LIST DREAMER. I WILL SHARE THE 5 MOST IMPORTANT THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT VISION BOARDING AND SHARE SOME STORIES WITH MY SPECIAL GUESTS, WHOSE DREAMS HAVE BECOME REALITY. HOPE YOU CAN MAKE THE PARTY! FREE ADMISSION - CONFETTI OPTIONAL:

vision board dreams with desiree east If you feel inclined to join me and other WordPress bloggers for weekly photo challenges, please do. Just follow the prompts for this week’s theme here: WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE. You have until the following Friday to share what you’ve come up with…Happy Shooting!

and don't even say, 'but I'm not an artist.'

The folks at Art House Co-op took the words right out of my mouth.

Not sure how long you've been following my blog, but do you remember when I did a little Sketchbook Project Tour 2012 with Art House Co-op? So fun. Here's a little video and the link to the full article (where I talked about my creative process in a little more detail):

Monochromatic: A sketchbook (and a fun little video)

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I skipped this year's tour, because of travelling (that's ironic) --- although, I did carry a sketchbook during my travels, AND I kind of have a fun little program hidden in my little braincase about travel journaling, too...so, I'll keep you posted --- but, I've decided to join the Sketchbook Project Tour for 2014.

I would LOOOOOOVE it if you could join me!

Click here for all of the deets:

SKETCHBOOK PROJECT 2014

And, NO, I am not an affiliate partner of Art House Co-op, so I do not get any kick-downs for signing you up. I'm simply just trying to nudge you into joining me on this creative journey, along with all of the other self-proclaimed artists around the world! It's the teacher in me. You're welcome and good job!!

You on board? Sign-ups end on midnight, NOV 1st!! Postmark deadline is JAN 15th, 2014.

PLEASE, JOIN ME AND THOUSANDS OF ARTISTS FROM AROUND THE WORLD. INVITE A FRIEND AND SHARE THIS LINK WITH ANYONE YOU THINK MIGHT BE INTERESTED. THANK YOU AND I HOPE YOU CAN JOIN THE TOUR!!

join me on the sketchbook project tour 2014

one simple thing you could do to calm the {bleep} down

Draw a mandala.

Start at the center.

Use simple lines and shapes.

Work your way out.

And breathe...

I know what you're thinking, "Wow, Des, you must have a lot of time on your hands..."

Actually, I don't.

But, I make the time. To create. Because for me, it really is like breathing.

Zenning out on doodles and such is my go-to --- my escape from all the to-lists, the deadlines, the {fill-in-the-blank}, that makes life kinda nuts.

It calms me down. Clears my mind. And helps me get back to into focus.

And if you know me well, I'm all about zenning out.

Join me, will you?

DO YOU FIND SOMETHING AS SIMPLE AS DOODLING, ZENFUL? ARE YOU A SEASONED MANDALA ADDICT? WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SIMPLY DOODLED? HOW DID YOU FEEL AFTERWARDS?

PLEASE JOIN ME FOR 'MANDALA MEDITATIONS: A 3-WEEK PAINTING JOURNEY'. YOU WILL CREATE MANDALAS SKETCHES AND PAINT YOUR VERY OWN PERSONAL MANDALA THAT IS BOTH BEAUTIFUL AND MEANINGFUL.  CLICK HERE TO REGISTER. HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!

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transformational creativity coach desiree east

Desiree East is a Soulful Entrepreneur, Certified Master Transformational Coach, Creativity Coach and Visual Artist. Desiree facilitates live creative workshops and retreats, as well as, online art programs focused on personal and professional development. She inspires her clients to create meaningful change in their lives through creative ritual, using art-making as a modality for creative wellness and deep transformation (no art experience required). 

certified transformational and creatively fit coach desiree east

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