Hey there, creative soul.
If youâre sitting on a stack of art supplies you havenât touchedâŚ
If youâve been watching YouTube tutorials and whispering âI wish I could do thatâŚâ
If your junk journal is still blank because youâre afraid to âmess it upâ...
This is for you.
You donât need permission to create.
Not from your partner.
Not from your schedule.
Not from your inner critic.
Not from me. (But if you want it from meâpermission granted)
Somewhere along the way, many of usâespecially us womenâlearned to ask for permission before we took up space. Before we tried something new. Before we let ourselves be bad at something, or heaven forbid, enjoy something just for the joy of it.
But art? Creativity? That belongs to you.
Itâs not about being âgoodâ at it. Itâs about being in it. With your paintbrush, your scissors, your glue stick, your glitter (yes, even that rebellious glitter).
You donât need to wait until the laundryâs done, the kids are out of the house, or your living room looks Pinterest-perfect.
You donât need to buy new supplies or finish a course or wait for inspiration to hit like lightning.
You just need to start.
Messy, uncertain, gloriously imperfect.
Start with one stroke. One collage scrap. One Art Kit. One sticker. One scribble. One Junk Journal kit.Â
The magic isnât in the end resultâitâs in the showing up.
Itâs in the moment you finally say, âThis is for me.â
So if you needed a little nudge, consider this your handwritten invitation to create somethingâanythingâtoday.
Your art doesnât have to hang in a gallery.
It just has to hang in your heart.
Now go get your hands messy.
With love,
-teresa đXO
P.S. Your creativity called. Itâs tired of waiting.