Wonderfully Imperfect
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i am a woman on the edge -- on the edge of greatness, of mania, and of wonder and amazement, all at the same time.
i am an artist and a corporate refugee, who has struggled and derailed and been really STUCK....and who continually dusts herself off.
here i share my artistic and personal journey, and how i became known as the "princess of getting up again" and the "imp-ress of imperfection"
it's a celebration of continually focusing on "being where i am," and never coming from a place of lack or "not good enough". it's a celebration of being "wonderfully imperfect", and you're invited!
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there’s something that helped me process getting fired
and starting over
AND OVER (lol)
i realized one day
while reading jacket covers in a bookstore
that there were all these GLOWING words
about every author…
oh the careers they’d had!!!
every one seemed so talented,
so incredibly diverse!
i have to admit, on that particular day,
i was insanely JEALOUS
how dare they fucking be sucessful
when i’m struggling to make a living
and feeling like a FAILURE
and i can’t figure out what i’m supposed 2B doing?!!
then, somehow, it hit me
many of them had had many, many careers—
and i began to wonder
if some of those changes
WERE NOT BY CHOICE--duh!
for some, no doubt,
those twists and turns were from grasping
at the very straws
i was bitching about
and staring in the face.
in an instant, i realized
i could write my story
with my lifechanges as a wonderful narrative....
....or as a victim.
now, often......
...when i’m a little WHACKED OUT about things,
I STOP
and wonder what it will look like on a book jacket
and wonder
who will play me in the movie version!
I’M TRYING LIKE HELL
to come from a place of thankfullness
for a new opportunity
(deep breath here...)
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