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Corinne K.

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Celebrating The Feminine: To Create & Nurture

May 8, 2016

I decided a while ago that I wasn’t going to have children. And anyone who knows me well, knows that I struggled really hard with that choice, thinking it might make me incomplete somehow. Or that maybe I would be missing out on something big that I was meant to experience as a woman.

But we’re a living extension of our mothers, their mothers before us and all of our ancestries. We breathe life into our history everyday when we give ourselves the permission to be exactly who we are, proudly displaying our beautiful and flawed parts and everything in-between. And in turn, by giving ourselves that permission, we give life to something new.

We give life to something when we create from scratch – from a full meal made from basic ingredients, to a spring garden that blooms because we took the time to plant the seeds seasons ago. We give birth to something each time we sit down to write, apply paint to canvas or embrace a creative endeavour. We give birth to something when we take the time to move with pure intention through life and engage with people and places in a mindful and present way.

Every time we encourage someone to follow their gut and try something they’ve been putting off, we help them nurture the place inside them that needs to explore the world and our vast potential within it. The place that, when uncovered, begins to manifest crazy magic simply because it originates from a space of raw discovery.

‘Cuz that’s the crux right there.

We might not realize it but we’re creating and nurturing ALL THE FUCKING TIME.

It’s our choice to continue shifting and evolving to give birth more and more to who we are by doing the things that make us feel good. The things that inspire us. The things that challenge us. And as we do so, we set the tone for others to do the same.

And so, happy Mother’s Day to my incredibly amazing mother. Thank you for being a light in the dark, my strength when I was weak and showing me what it means to be a soul who embraces the living earth, her creative forces and soldiers on when things get rough. Know that the love I have for you surpasses time and space and that as proud as you are of me, the prouder I am to call you mom.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there who constantly wonder if they’re doing the ‘right thing’ for their kids. It’s not easy being a mother and it will test your strength, patience and resolve. Just know that you doing your best at any given time is all your children need because you’re only human after all.

To those out there who can’t celebrate today with their mother because she’s too far away (physically, mentally or emotionally) and you can no longer touch, see or communicate with her. For those who have a strained relationship with their mom and wish things were different. Know that today isn’t about fancy Hallmark cards and flowers. Know that nothing is perfect. Know that this is enough.

To everyone who isn’t a mother in the traditional sense but has created something from nothing, has breathed life into a project that needed a fresh set of eyes and a push in the right direction.

To everyone who’s made an impact – however big or small – on another person’s life and shown them that they can do something or be something that they didn’t think they could. To anyone who’s held another person’s hand, been a shoulder to cry on and lent support to help them move beyond difficulty.

Know that you too are creating and that not having the label ‘mother’ or ‘mom’ stuck to you doesn’t make you any less important to yourself or others. ‘Cuz the world needs more creators, just like you.


Creativity Learning Spirituality Wellness

Self-Help Exhaustion and Moving Beyond A Need for Perfection

April 28, 2016

There are plenty of things I know that work to get me feeling inspired again when I’m feeling less than creative – from painting just for the fun of it, to free-writing and doodling in a notebook.

I know what gets me feeling energetic when the blahs set in and I never underestimate how a jog or an impromptu dance party in my kitchen to a kick-ass playlist can do wonders to boost my mood.

I’ve also learned that I thrive on getting to know myself better – uncovering the things that I need to feel good and help me grow into a better version of myself.

But despite this long list of things I can reliably turn to – things I know that will get me moving – and despite the fact that I’m all about growth and finding your space in the world, I’m gonna be real straight with you. Sometimes, I’m just too goddamn tired to apply my own advice.

I know that getting active and moving can help me when I need to shift out of a funk but sometimes I just want to plunk myself on the couch with poutine and a glass of wine (don’t knock it ’til you try it) and flip aimlessly through a million options on Netflix, regular cable and Shomi before realizing that I’ve spent a listless hour trying to pick something to watch, only to end up with the realization that ‘there’s nothing on’.

And sometimes. Sometimes I refuse to stop to overthink a situation in which I’m clearly overreacting to something pretty mundane – something that fits into the ‘first-world problems’ category – in order to analyze what’s really bothering me, to dig deeper and take another look at myself to understand what I can change in my perspective. Because sometimes I just want to overreact to something, not exhaust my brain and regroup when things don’t feel so crazy and hairy anymore.

There was a time when I felt bad that I slacked off by not adhering to my self-help to-do list. There was a time when I felt guilty for not going the extra mile every single freaking time I thought I needed to take a closer look at my motivations to find another way to shape myself into a better version of me – into something closer to a poster-perfect depiction, worthy of an Oprah special. And in those moments, that’s when I realized that the work I thought I was doing to help myself and further my growth was actually hindering me and making me feel like shit because I wasn’t taking my own advice. I was judging myself for not following a prescribed set of rules. But y’know what? Rules were made to be broken.

I’m not saying we should throw out the things that light us up. And I’m definitely not suggesting that we stop moving through a space where we can see ourselves continuously changing and learning.

But what I am suggesting is that we can be willing to recognize those moments where every last inch of our being just needs to succumb to what we’re feeling at the time, sit in it, dwell with it and get lost in it.

We can be willing to recognize when we can push ourselves a bit to move forward because sometimes when we nudge ourselves through a lull, we surprise and delight ourselves with our resilience.

But sometimes we need to sit longer with the discomfort and taste it. Because sometimes when we push ourselves out of something too quickly, we actually lose the lesson in it all.


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Prince, the End of the Week and a Necessary Soulful Smackdown

April 22, 2016

“Yeah, everybody’s got a bomb, we could all die any day. But before I’ll let that happen, I’ll dance my life away.” ~ Prince

Music is powerful.

Every cell of my body will forever reverberate with excitement upon the very hint of When Doves Cry. Recognizing that its resonance partly has to do with nostalgia, there’s also a certain something to the song that I can’t quite verbalize. Something that draws me into every note and makes it ridiculously difficult (if not impossible) to remain still and not belt the lyrics on the top of my lungs. After all, Prince was a creative genius.

With his passing, we’re reminded that life is short.
Through his example we’re reminded to love without abandon and play hard.
To embrace our imperfections.
Indulge on occasion.
Flirt with intelligence.
Choose carefully when to ‘do’ vs. when to ‘be’.
To trust and forgive ourselves.
To laugh it off.
Sleep on it.
And move with intention.

With mad, mad crazy love, TGIF.

Authenticity Creativity

Life, Art and Creativity: Getting Stuck and How To Find Our Flow Again

April 7, 2016

“I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art.” ~ Helena Bonham Carter

Along with art being present in everything we do and who we are, comes the need for creativity, fresh perspectives and inspiration – as it applies to all this day-to-day stuff. Whether we’re plugging away on an assignment at work or staring at a blank canvas with a paintbrush in hand, we need to plug into our creative nature to move forward. But sometimes, we just get stuck.

I can’t possibly recall the multitude of times I’ve sat in front of my laptop, staring at an open Word document, trying to squeeze something out. Just a paragraph, sentence or even a completely random thought, hoping to spark an idea and a narrative thread only to find myself completely uninspired.

But in these cases when we feel like we’re creating something – some concrete form of output – we often assume that these are the only times we need to tap into our inspiration or creativity. But what about the other times we need to get creative and fresh in our thinking?

I was in the grocery store the other day wandering around the produce section when I realized that I’ve been cooking pretty much the same stuff, with the same ingredients on rotation for a long while now. We can often stick to the same old, same old because it’s quick and easy. Couldn’t that use a fresh perspective?

Then there are the times that I bump into a difficult situation with someone. Disagreements and issues are inevitable when we’re dealing with other people but sometimes we get stuck on what to say, how to broach a difficult subject and what really bothered us about it all in the first place. Sometimes we can’t see what’s really bugging us and what we can do to communicate clearly and fairly. Couldn’t that use some creativity?

Here’s the thing though, when we get stuck on something – be that a creative project, a mundane habit or routine or even sticky situations with other people – the more we try to force an outcome or solution, the more we’ll find ourselves stuck.

Inspiration often hits us when we least expect it and when we aren’t replaying details in our head, overthinking every last detail.

We paint the most beautiful pieces of art when we literally turn up the music and get lost in the vibe or find that silence between thoughts where we’re not worrying about things and let that energy take over. We get inspired when we sit back, take a deep breath and just paint, letting the composition reveal itself to us.

We get inspired to change things up when we’re open to it. More often than not, when we set the intention to change something in life, we’ll see things pop up in our days that would suggest how to go about making that change. We might get ideas of who to reach out to, what to do differently and which options are available to us.

We understand how to deal with hiccups in our relationships with others when we step away from a problem and stop trying to ‘figure it all out’. When we gain some distance from our troubles, it’s often easier to see the crux of the issue and get a better handle on what’s what.

Getting creative and finding our flow happens when we open up to possibilities. It happens when we decide to surrender the thinking that we can dig up a solution to every problem as long as we think long and hard enough about it. Getting creative and finding our flow happens when we let go and let inspiration find us.

And sometimes (a lot of the time) getting creative and finding inspiration is about making progress. Sometimes it’s about uncovering a way to move ahead (not finding a way, but revealing it). And sometimes (a lot of the time) progress is about compassion – about being gentle on ourselves and the process. It’s often through this compassion that we begin to move forward and find our flow again.

Painting cred: Patrice Murciano.