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).
Well, it's official. The magic that is 2017 has decided to take me under its wings and help me transition from mamahood to bizhood...weeeeeee!!
I've been clocking some serious time behind the scenes to plan out the year, and I've been kind of obsessed with what I have in the making --- and hope that you become equally obsessed with it, too, because really, I'm here to serve YOU.
It's time for YOU to re-connect with your soul-wisdom.
At the canvas.
Paint brushes in hand.
I'm creating a whole year's worth of NEW painting sessions that will get YOU in front of the canvas, so I'm going to need some feedback regarding what you'd like to see.
What I know for sure, is that it will have to do with using ART + MEDITATION as a regular practice for SPIRITUAL, PERSONAL, AND PROFESSIONAL GROWTH, in the form of personal creativity retreats.
As I hash out the details in the back-end, I'd love to have you by my side as I create this program...my ultimate goal is to pretty much customize this program to your needs and desires the best I can, as I hold the space for your personal artistry in life.
Soooooo, if this sounds like something you'd like to be a part of, I'd love to invite you on as a beta tester. In return, you will provide feedback during development phase (pre-launch + post-launch).
2) You will immediately receive an email that invites you to fill out a PRE-LAUNCH SURVEY. Please fill out the survey (preferably, as soon as you get it), as this will be your ticket to the BETA LAUNCH. Yay!!
3) I will be in touch with you as the details for the 'Creative Art Meditations' program roll out...it'll be like our own little private painting party!!
4) Please take a quiet moment to imagine the colorful insights and soul-wisdom that awaits you at the canvas...ahhhhh!!
5) Lastly, if you have ANY Q's, please don't be shy and POST THEM IN THE COMMENTS BELOW. I'd love to hear from you and see what you're up to and how I could make 2017 really shine for you!!
Have a wonderful week, and I hope to see you in the 'CREATIVE ART MEDITATIONS - Beta Launch' !! xoxoxo
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 darkBut calmly and quietly, at the same time, somethingelse is happening undergroundAn inner revolution is taking place and certain individuals are being called to a higher lightIt is a silent revolutionFrom the inside outFrom the ground up
You won’t see us on the T.V.You won’t read about us in the newspaperYou won’t hear about us on the radio
We don’t seek any gloryWe don’t wear any uniformWe come in all shapes and sizesColors and styles
Most of us work anonymouslyWe are quietly working behind the scenes in every country and culture of the worldCities 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 noticeWe go undercoverWe remain behind the scenesIt is of no concern to us who takes the final creditBut simply that the work gets done
Occasionally we spot each other in the streetWe give a quiet nod and continue on our way so no one will notice.
During the day many of us pretend we have normal jobsBut 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 mindsand heartsWe follow, with passion and joyOur orders from the Central CommandThe Spiritual Intelligence Agency
We are dropping soft, secret love bombs when no one is looking:PoemsHugsMusicPhotographyMoviesKind wordsSmilesMeditation and prayerDanceSocial activismBlogsRandom acts of kindness
Our work is slow and meticulousLike the formation of mountainsIt is not even visible at first glanceAnd yet with it entire tectonic plates shall be moved inthe centuries to come
Love is the new religion of the 21st century
You don’t have to be a highly educated personOr have any exceptional knowledge to understand itIt comes from the intelligence of the heartEmbedded in the timeless evolutionary pulse of all human beings
Be the change you want to see in the worldNobody else can do it for you
We are now recruitingPerhaps you will join usOr already have.All are welcome…The door is open
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.
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.
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
AIA KA LĀ
E ALA E!
In the East, there is the sun, arise, awake!
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?!).
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
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.
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:
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.