time before whimsy
Once upon a time when the child in me grew up, I embraced grown-up responsibilities and locked my sense of playfulness in a tiny box that would be open again in the magical realm of Someday.
Somday when we have time for a vacation … or Someday after we retire..
Back then, I was climbing the career ladder as a marketing professional/brand enforcer. Sales messages flowed forth with consistency and every marketing piece was wrapped in comforting blanket of blue. As fulfilling as my professional role was, it lacked freedom. I desired to create with any color BUT blue.
That’s when I started exploring a little artist business “on the side.” And, I made sure the artist and the marketing professional stayed far, far apart. This split personality approach helped me cope while I waited for Someday. Until the day, in a different marketing job, when I looked around my office and I couldn’t see a trace of me. Not one spark of the artistic me existed there. Someday suddenly seemed too far away.
discovering my alchemy
It never occurred to me that in order to live an authentic life, I must merge the practical and creative into one beautiful soul. What I’ve come to realize is that I am damn good at being dependable and creative. When these two seemingly opposite traits come together in the same realm, real magic happens!
The philosophy of adulting with whimsy is a powerful discovery for me. It is a way of approaching real-world challenges (taking care of a household, making a living, keeping the pets alive etc.) with a sense of playfulness and joy.It is fun to think about what this philosophy looks like in various aspects of life.
How can you adult with whimsy in a full-time job? Can every day tasks be more fulfilling when approached with whimsy? Can whimsy make you more productive? Let’s explore these questions together! Share your thoughts in the comments.
Marie Young Creative (Sculptor's Lair)
Come explore my sculptor’s lair! My favorite subjects are devilishly sweet anthropomorphic animals. I consider myself a creator of tales (and tails) that I conjure in my rural Pennsylvania home.