Tuesday thoughts And completion

Isabelle
Jan 22
3 min read

Hi Friends,

Last week I wrote about courage; about standing on the trapeze platform, clipped into a safety belt, heart racing, knowing there was no real danger… and still having to step off.That moment stayed with me.Not because I was brave in some dramatic way, but because courage didn’t look like confidence. It looked like hesitation, a deep breath, and doing the thing anyway. I wasn’t afraid of flying. I was afraid of stepping off the ledge, even with support, even with people cheering me on.\

And I’ve been thinking: that’s exactly how so many of the “small but important” things in life feel too.Emails. Decisions. Finishing what we start.A friend said something simple on a recent call: creative adventures, or maybe accomplishments.It landed.Because for a while now, I’ve been circling the same frustration: why do I procrastinate the things that matter? Not the fun things. The necessary ones. The ones that quietly wait for us.It’s easy to turn that into self-judgment. To tell ourselves we should be more disciplined, more focused, more “on top of things.”

But here’s what I’m learning: my brain doesn’t respond to pressure—it responds to meaning.And meaning, for me, lives in creativity.So, instead of choosing a soft, inspirational word for the year, I’m choosing something more honest.My word for the year is Completion.Not perfection.Not productivity.Completion.What surprised me is how clearly my life has already been pointing me there.

My vision board has a few art related pictures, for example, art classes, and that didn't happen accidentally, but intuitively. I recently gifted my 81-year-old friend a craft class we’ll take together, as if to say: we’re still creating, we’re still beginning. One of my birthday gifts from another friend is a ceramic class; clay, mess, hands shaping something that didn’t exist before.I also feel a strong pull to do something crafty with my daughters. Not to be good at it. Not to document it. But to sit side by side and make something together, and finish it.These aren’t distractions from real life.They are practice.Because when my hands are busy, my mind settles.

When I complete something creative, something quiet shifts inside me. The tasks I’ve been avoiding feel less heavy. Sending an email doesn’t feel like standing on a ledge anymore.This year, I’m playing with a different approach: creativity isn’t a reward for getting things done—it’s the bridge that helps me get there.

For many women in midlife, the hardest things aren’t the big, dramatic leaps. They’re the small steps that require us to begin… and then stay… and then finish. Especially after years of caring for others, putting ourselves last, or living in survival mode.So instead of forcing myself to be different, I’m choosing to work with who I am.This may be the year I answer e-mails more promptly. I’ll complete more things fully. A bowl. A class. A shared afternoon with my daughters.Something imperfect. Something tangible. Something finished.And maybe that’s what courage looks like now; not jumping higher, but landing where we are.

Affirmation: When I create, I complete. Isabelle

There is one more completion I’ve been carrying quietly for years. After four years, I finally used my brother’s ashes to plant a bush and scatter wildflowers. Not because the timing was perfect, but because it was time. Grief doesn’t move on a schedule, and neither does meaning. I needed my hands in the soil. I needed something living to grow from what was left. Finishing that act didn’t close the loss—but it softened something in me. It was a way of saying: you are remembered, you are part of the earth now, and I can finally let this rest.

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You are loved. Deeply loved. Loved beyond measure.

Until next time,