I just finished my second 100 Days Project on Instagram. Last year I started exactly halfway through because I hadn’t heard of it. After much thought, my theme was 100 Days of What is True. Some days were big truths, some days just the truth of what my everyday looks like. My writing was more prolific at times, but more often simple . This year I thought I’d do something entirely different to push myself creatively, but in the end I decided on 100 More Days of What is True. I had the same experience as last year…longer writings, shorter writings, deeper truths, simpler truths. But isn’t that how life is? Some days you have revelations that are deep and other days are more simple in nature. This year I do want to take some of my posts from the project and expand on them here.
As with any project, there are always takeaways and new ideas and revelations. So what did I learn? At a time when I have been unmotivated creatively (it’s been a few years really) I do know that I can complete projects when I want to. It doesn’t feel like I am trying when it is something I enjoy.
Both years I have done this project I have tried to be less staged with my photos when my kids are involved. It’s hard as a photographer to not want to be in full control of the moments I capture, but it is so much more REAL when I am letting go of the perfect shot. Who really cares if there is clutter in the background? These are the moments I want to remember and that I want my girls to look back on as adults. The small and tiny moments that happen and are over in the blink of an eye…or noticing something about them that I hadn’t before. Even saying yes when I otherwise would have said no, like to puddle jumping. Because we end up having a really good time when I say yes to those moments.
I also purposed to do more self care. Or maybe the self care naturally unfolded along the way. I’ve mentioned at other times that I feel guilty about how much resting I do, but life with chronic illness means that more rest than what would be considered normal is ok. I did learn that there are different types of rest and self care. Being creative is restful. Mindless rest is needed at times (netflix binging, crappy book reading). Then there is the kind of rest where you are resting, but at the same time being still and mindful of the moment and what is around you. For me, those moments have been sitting on my balcony, resting in my chair next to open breezy windows, changing up spaces to sit and drink coffee on my bed, reading good books.
This was a time of blooming and growing for me. A time of untangling thoughts and dreams and finding a desire to move forward.