sow a habit
Sow a thought and you reap an action; sow an act and you reap a habit; sow a habit and you reap a character; sow a character and you reap a destiny.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
I found this Emerson quote early this morning and and I tucked it into a pocket in my head for safekeeping. I knew I would need it later. I woke with my head muddled by a cloud of doubt and my body weary from worry. I wanted to hide under my quilt. It’s been a rough week.
It was harder than it should have been to drag my bones to the kitchen to put on my kettle as the rooster crowed and even harder to drag on my boots and slog through the rain to my studio — where I promised I would go every day even when I don’t feel like it– because I really didn’t feel like it today. I pulled my sweater on and my hair back, despite my urge to return to bed, and adjusted my attitude the best I could and headed out to work because even on my worst days, I really do believe that by moving the body in the right direction, the mind follows and almost always remembers its purpose. That is what I was hoping for today anyway.
The moment I opened the squeaky door of my studio and smelled the slightly musty, paper dusty smell of my work space, I remembered how much I needed and wanted to be there. Cheered by the remembrance that weekend workdays are all mine with no clock watching, no school chores and no work deadlines to slow the creative process, my pace was quickened and my enthusiasm restored. As I grabbed up my brushes, I was excited by the prospect of getting lost in the paint while visiting with my truest and most creative self. Oh yes, it all came back to me. Weekend workdays in the studio are the best. It’s crazy how that wonderful knowledge slips my mind — almost every weekend. I am so glad my body remembers what my mind cannot and through the habit of forward motion eases me out from under the cozy covers of a lazy weekend bed and toward that creative studio groove.
Tracie Noles-Ross is a painter and illustrator, a mother, a wife, a beekeeper and a tender of chickens and rabbits. She shares her home and life with 4 scruffy but loyal canine companions and calls a little stone cottage, nestled in a wild-ish woodland estate in Alabama, home.