This is the end of my tenth week of The Artist’s Way, and I’ve reached what I consider to be my final stopping point. I read the final two chapters and worked through the tasks quickly, but I’ve had a general feeling of restlessness and yearning for something “more” that leads me to conclusion that it’s time to move on to the next project.
I started The Artist’s Way because I had fallen into an artistic nadir. I didn’t see it ahead of me (tricky darkness), and after crying on the couch for a few hours, I realized it was time to pull myself by the ol’ bootstraps and get myself together. My hope was that I would be able to let go of my negativity, hopelessness, and petty artistic jealousies. I achieved those goals. I am feeling much more positive, hopeful, and confident. I have committed to the morning pages and the artist date, although I have some more work to do on the latter, as these tools are essential to my creative health. Get the negative stuff out with the morning pages, and get good stuff back in with the artist date. I’m sold. Plus, it means I get to cross #35 off my 40/40 list.
The reason I feel that it’s time to stop is that The Artist’s Way is largely a course in retro-introspection, if you will. I certainly gained many useful self-insights, but having spent a good number of years in therapy, I have a clear perspective on my past and the defining events of my life. The last few chapters briefly touch on forward-thinking goal setting, but not as much as I would like at this point. I’m ready to get moving.
So, that’s where I am. I am happy and looking forward to whatever comes next. I’m thinking of starting the next book in Julia Cameron’s trilogy, Walking in This World. It focuses on adding a daily (or weekly) walk to the morning pages and artist dates, which is forward motion in the most literal sense. Sounds good, right?