My whole life I have had a kind of impatience with my body for one reason or other. Some of it came from societal expectations. I was always comparing myself to a yardstick that was touted as the beautiful ideal, as if there is only one kind of beauty.
This relates to being an artist, as well. So often we bump up against what we see in our mind and what our hands can execute, especially in the beginning stages of learning something new. I have blogged about the time I cried in art school. This is particularly true for people who are trying to create works which look like creations from the past. It is sometimes hard to let go of the yardstick we measure our work against and be thankful for our own perspectives, our own creations, the work of our own hands. (This is why MAIDA Dolls Group has self-discovery prompts this year, under the title of "Creating Like You.")
Thank you, Lori Ann, for that comment. it's been rattling around in my head since I read it. There is a proverb that talks about saying the right thing at the right time. Older translations read "A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver." The Message, a modern version of the Bible, puts Proverbs 25:11 this way:
If I approach movement and creativity from the perspective of honoring what my body can do for me, how would it change my work and life?