2023 a step at a time

One step at a time... Even with plantar fasciitis

I've been pretty good about not complaining about ailments and financial woes... So I'm not gonna start the year off with that. But yes, I've been dealing with the plantar fasciitis or fascists , as I like to say! 😜 It's no fun having the simple pleasure of walking taken from you and your heels made to feel like they've been standing on concrete for 100 hours straight when they haven't been.

So I'm going into the new year with the word HEALING firmly in my heart. I'm going to heal myself before anything else and make myself priority number one.

I'm also doing some major overhaul on my VALUE system and making sure I'm finally getting what me, my time, my art, skills and knowledge are worth this year. I've been undervaluing myself and it's time to stop that nonsense. I'm fully prepared to make this a fantastic year for art and good things and hope you'll follow me along on this journey.

(Photo by Aleman Boudoir)

The phrase "cast not your pearls before swine" echoes in my head a lot when I feel like I'm dealing with people who want to use me for cheap labor, price haggle my art or wood goods, not respect what I bring to the table, etc. This year the swine aren't getting my pearls and they can toodle off to their mud pits for all I care.

At some point you really feel too old for this shit and have to grab the reins of your pony back.

I'll keep this brief because I'm trying to get into the morning regiment of stretching and a good walk in before work. Painful walk but necessary!

I hope you are walking into your New Year also valuing yourself and feeling empowered to set the bar higher. ❤️

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