Ever since I started looking at mixed media blogs, etc., I have been wanting to find an art retreat that I could attend. They were all so expensive that I would just close the website window and pout.
I had looked at Brave Girls Club Camp many times and loved what I saw, but just couldn't pull the trigger on $1799 for 4 days of art and girl time.
Something clicked yesterday when I was looking for the 100th time and I decided to discuss with my husband and see what he thought. I printed off all the information including the cost, and the additional cost of airfare to Boise, handed it to him last nite and said, "Here you go ... read this over while I'm in the shower and we'll discuss." LOL I knew I could NOT effectively explain what it was, so I left that to the BGC website!
I came back into the great room and asked what he thought, and he said "it sounds great!"
Then I asked him "does it sound like me?" And he said "well no". I said I KNOW! I'm not all touchy feely, search my soul, my feelings, find the meaning of life kinda person. I'm not a girls girl. I hate to share feelings, hate to cry, hate emotions .... which is all that TERRIFIES me about this retreat.
But lately (probably a year or more) I have been struck with how much I don't like myself. I need to be all the things that the women of this retreat are, and what they talk about the entire time of the retreat. They will be my examples of how I should be living and interacting w/ the human race. Kinder. Gentler.
Anyway -- I'm signed up .... not going until May 2016 .... this year is sold out and I couldn't go anyway this year. I'm excited and scared. I know I'll feel inferior to everyone there and will possibly be the OLDEST there .... but I feel compelled to go. It will be so far outside my box that I'll be in another zip code.
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