…but I’m posting this anyway.
I didn’t call the blog designer, I didn’t call the copy editor, I didn’t get a new photo taken–nothing. What I did do is take action. Scary thought–I’m writing this before anything looks “as it should be”.
This is a huge thing for me. My whole existence has been centered on how things look. My mother drilled it into me, probably in the womb, beauty was more important than anything.
Do you ever feel that way? That the emphasis on beauty demands that whatever you’re doing, you look good while you’re doing it? Do you feel insecure or inadequate if you don’t conform to those standards? I always do.
I felt the difference at a very early age. Being a pretty baby and young child, I was aware of how glasses, pimples, and adolescent awkwardness completely transformed my life. Of the way it altered how I was treated by others and distorted the perception of myself. I knew what was beautiful and it was awful to have the awareness that I wasn’t.
Nothing else seemed important…
…at least not at my house. How was it at yours? Every child goes through a period of awkwardness or neglect—maybe not about the way they look, but about something. How it plays out depends upon their family and environment. One friend talks of his older sister and how she boosted his spirits when his mother couldn’t, another found solace with her best friend’s family. I was lucky enough to have grandmothers who made me feel loved and cherished, no matter what I looked like. I bet you’re smiling now as you think of the people who treasured you. Bless them.
Making things beautiful.
Funny isn’t it, but that’s one of my strongest abilities. I know beauty when I see it and I know how to create it. Maybe I developed the skill because of the pain it caused me. Sometimes lessons are best learned that way. According to the Course in Miracles, “It’s not up to you what you learn, but whether you learn through joy or through pain.” How have you learned your best lessons?
Creating beauty was a way to gain my mother’s approval and as it turned out, others as well. I won all the school art contests, which included a college scholarship. It was pointed out to me that I have a good eye for architectural space, adding that to my “perfect pitch” color ability, plus love of order and balance, and my interior design degree was a joy to work on. It’s also been my business for over thirty-five years.
So why am I sending this out to the universe?
I’ve outgrown my adolescent uglies and have had a very successful life, but despite my successes, I’ve had the feeling that there’s something more, somehow different–and I have no idea what that looks like. Are you feeling it too? Do you want to steer your life in a new direction, but unsure what that might be? We can navigate together.
I’ve made a vow to do things that scare me…take me out of my comfort zone…aren’t expected from me…to strip away pretense and embrace authenticity. Really, it’s time to live my life without restrictions and insecurities—self or otherwise imposed. I’m too old for that!
Use me as your mirror.
I’m pretty good at helping others to see themselves and acknowledge their feelings. To help them take action to produce positive results. Do you think you could be limiting your life in some way? Are you afraid to take a good hard look at your current reality? Or perhaps, have inkling that something is just not right. Here we can dig deep, with open and honest dialogue that leads to all that buried treasure within you.
I am willing to speak the truth from my heart and not be concerned of others’ approval, no matter how difficult it may be, and to provide a safe space for you to do the same. I’m on a journey to find my true place in the world. Maybe you are too. If so, join me on this quest. We can travel together.
NOTE: SINCE PUBLISHING THIS ARTICLE ON APRIL 7, 2016 I HAVE UPGRADED THE LOOK OF THE BLOG, SO IT’S NO LONGER IN ITS’ “RAW” STATE. MORE IMPROVEMENTS WILL FOLLOW…
44 Comments
Love this, and excited for more!
I can already tell that this is going to be fun, and a lot of laughs, and probably tears….
Thanks, Dayn.
I’m glad somebody can tell, because I’m playing it by ear!
L
Yes Dear Laura, I do!
Thanks, Colleen-
Looks like you’re coming along, too!
L
Sure I wanna come.
I’ll read your blog and ponder what is next for me.
I admire your courage Laura and wish you a good journey!
Thanks, Emily!
Glad to have you along for the journey!
L
Yes please!
Thanks, Cindy!
You’re off to a great start, and I’m happy to be in your company!
Thanks…I’m always happy to be in yours!
So excited for you as you begin this new journey. I’m fastening my seatbelt and am ready for the ride! I’m so glad you’ve taken this risk. How emancipating it must be to leave your comfort zone! You go, girl!!
Yes, but scary nonetheless–thanks, Daryl.
Looks like we’re going on a similar journey. You hold my hand and I’ll hold yours. Here’s to fearlessness. Let’s go! ?
Deal! We ALL can use more hand-holding, especially when we jump!
I’m in, you’re an inspiration, Laura!
Thanks, Nanci. I hope to be…
Amen, sister…and I mean that literally! Time to go for it!!!!
Love you like a war-buddy!
We are war buddies! One helluva a war at our house…xox
Becoming who we are requires so much “unlearning”… The good thing about this journey is that we don’t need Vuitton travel chests. Your openness, courage, honesty and love already got you upgraded and us along with you, thank you Mom…
But the Vuitton is so nice…! Thanks for your love and kind words, dear, Anne.
A better daughter-in-law could not exist. xox
Bravo, Laura! You express the feelings that many women have after they have succeeded and are asking “what comes next?”
I look forward to future posts!
Thanks, Carrie.
I’m looking forward to what comes next while enjoying the path along the way…
Love it!
Thanks so much, Elise!
You go girl! I’ll be right there with you.
Thanks, Jackie-
You always have been…
This is fabulous, Laura. You know I so admire your whole re-examination enterprise, and the leaps outside your comfort zone, and I’m really excited about your generosity in sharing it all with your friends in this way…and so many other ways. xo Judy
I so appreciate your support, Judy!
Me too! Judy said very well. This will be fun and I’m looking forward to our “ride”!
Maybe we need to get a bus to handle the crowd…
Thank, Sue!
What I love about this is not just the journey..but the expression of the journey – the opening to inquiry and doing it out loud. Thank you. I’m coming with you – one challenge and page at a time. From aging to saging baby! I love you, Laura. Rock on.
Come along, Lennie…I hope it IS saging! Thanks-
Great start, Laura. I’ve already laughed and cried, and can’t wait to see what comes next!
I’m laughing and crying, too.
Glad to have your company…
Thanks, Amy!
You go girl!! Let your hair down and enjoy the ride of doing things that scare you. You will learn more about yourself, your friends, and people in general. Best of luck on this journey!
Thanks, Courtney.
Hope the ride’s not too bumpy!
You are a good story teller. Putting yourself out there as a writer can be vulnerable but also has quite a thereputic effect. I look forward to seeing your progress.
Simon
Therapeutic is right!
Thanks for your support and help navigating bluehost-
Oh yes… I’m coming along for the ride!
Wouldn’t miss it for the world!
Xo
Happy to have you along…
thanks, Kim!
I’ve always tried to live my life by stepping out of my comfort zone but the new phase I’m entering since we just sold our company is more unsettling than I expected. Your blog timing is perfect for my next transformation! As always, I have loved your viewpoints!
we’re all on this journey together…so glad it resonated with you.
thanks, Meridith!
I love your new blog, Laura. It is generous of you to share your stories, especially your insight into how as little girls we found our trump cards. Hopefully, mothers have changed, but perhaps the focus on beauty has shifted to something else, even more daunting for our daughters and
granddaughters. Thank you! Keep going!
thanks, Rona-
God only knows what unconscious messages we’re sending to out girls! Hope they’re good ones.