There seems to be a theme throughout all of the lessons I'm learning on my journey. This was reconfirmed on Monday when I had the grand opening (cue trumpets!!!) of my etsy shop.
Here's what I realized: Launching the shop, posting my paintings, putting myself out there wasn't nearly as scary as I thought it would be. It wasn't nearly as hard as I had made it out to be. In fact, it was almost...dare I say it...easy.
I almost feel scandalous just writing that word.
Note: I'm not trying to discount the work I did leading up to this. I did work, trust. I struggled, I powered through, I fought my vampires and won. And when I look back on it all, I realize that all I've done in the last year was work. Working through things, figuring things out, taking a whole lot of baby steps toward something that feels so big, I can only see portions of it.
For some reason, I wanted to make it all so hard. Such a struggle. And it doesn't have to be. I call it work. But what if all this "work" is just my journey? Just the path I'm supposed to be on?
What happens if we start a big change, a big shift, thinking, "It's ok if it's easy. It CAN be easy. It doesn't always have to be a struggle." What then?
We might just all delight in the ease of things. It's definitely worth a try, right?