My grandson spent the night last night. He is a budding artist and loves to paint. Me, being the good Mimi that I am, got some canvas board the other day to encourage this creative streak.
Which got me to thinking about how critical we can be of ourselves. At six years old, anything you make is awesome, but when we get older, we become our own worst critics. How does that happen? Is it because someone whose opinion we once valued criticized something we made or did? Or maybe it was a critic whose opinion we initially didn’t care about that caused us to second guess our own gifts and talents. I like what Zig Ziglar once said, which is, “What other people think of you is none of your business!”; which is to make the point that it doesn’t matter, really, if anyone else likes what you make. Do it because you want to do it, because it makes you happy or fulfills you in some way. Write, paint, sew, knit, crochet, build…create something. Something you want to create. And do it without a care for what anyone else thinks about it. Let your six year old creative self come out, because what you make will be awesome! Make life DIY!