I colored some more tonight – leaves this time. While I colored, I focused on how I was feeing and experiencing my coloring, to figure out why I don’t like coloring all that much.
I felt very constrained. And pressured.
So many lines demanded I color inside of them. My body tensed in response to the limiting pressure, but I breathed my way through it, telling myself I’m learning and growing. That helped.
By the time I finished the last leaf I felt like attending to, my body had released my earlier stress response, and I felt pretty good.
And that’s my bit of creativity for today.