We are all so much more complex then we are often willing to show. And there are aspects of life we haven’t learn to value, because it was either made wrong or overviewed when we grew up.

For instance, I’m grown upp in a family where art wasn’t something serious – that it won’t bring food on the family table. I never felt made wrong for my drawings but it wasn’t encouraged either. On the other hand, learning to read, write, mathematics and science were skills that were rewarded both at school and at home.

So I chose the mechanical engineering path and was proud and happy with that for a while. But that wasn’t all of me.

Some years ago, I reconnected with my love for drawing with at therapist. She made me discover a way to connect  with my inner world, reach to parts of me that I otherwise found difficult to get in touch with. A wonderful way of expression.

What are you ways of expression? What do you hide in your closet, keep for yourself when you’re on your own, no one seeing or listening? What juicy ingredient of you are you dismissing because you don’t believe it’s enough valuable to be seen? Or that you feel cannot be part of what you bring to the world because you haven’t had role-models for this in your life?

I’m curious to hear what you connect to with these questions. Feel free to leave a comment here!

Liv a living life!