Resting My Way Through February

Sharing my theme for February plus some digital art, as promised!!

Hello and welcome to my first exclusive newsletter! I’m so thankful for your support and I just want to shower you all with hugs and confetti to show my gratitude❤️

So let’s get personal!! When I started this substack, I didn’t let the fact that I hadn’t fully fleshed out my idea stop me from making it. I think I was desperate for an outlet because I’d been walking around aimlessly asking my subconscious if I was a bad artist for months. After I got diagnosed with cancer, it became clear to me that work was NOT working. My body was screaming at me to stop and help it heal. My focus needed to be on my treatment and surgery and recovering and rebuilding my body.

I haven’t worked much since August of last year and even though typing that makes me start to hyperventilate a little, deep down my heart knows that this period of my life is about rest. Back in November, I thought my cancer chapter was closed but here I am, still clearly needing to heal, still clearly needing to rest, still clearly needing to learn the lesson.

That is why February is going to be about REST. I know, typically, we tend to make February about love and chocolates and flowers, but if you think about it (as much as I have recently), “rest” requires loving yourself enough to do it (it being rest). “Rest” doesn’t come easily in our culture. And in this economy?! Even less so. We’re all running around doing all our main hustles and side hustles and we start to prioritize paying bills and working more hours to make more money rather than enjoying the things we have.

Don’t get me wrong. I love money. And having it 100000% makes me feel safer than not having it. I mean, GODDD, has this been the most expensive time period of my life. I honestly don’t know how I haven’t had more melt downs over the fact that I’m not bringing in any income but sure as hell going through my savings. So trust me. I get it. But I genuinely got scared, last year, that I was going to die before I made it to my “30, Flirty, and Thriving” era and that shit changed A LOT for me.