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You know those times when Inspiration or perhaps just a sense of FULLNESS hits and your life sort of blows up a bit? It sort of feels like that quote about how stars are born from chaos?

“One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.”

-Friedrich Nietzsche

Yes, just like that. I’ve been feeling this so much lately. In my creative business and life, things are swirling and whirling as they do when Inspiration hits, and I’m juggling lots of many exciting new projects that are coming down the line. I’m excited and a little exhausted. Mostly I’m trying to consciously ride the wave of this particular kind of creative chaos that, if maneuvered well, births some pretty meaningful gifts to put out into the world.

In my family life, there’s a bit of chaos, too. Sometimes things run smoothly, but right now we’re in a time of growth and adjustment, which comes with inevitable growing pains. Parenting up and downs. Life with a vigorous, brilliant six year old boy. Tending and nurturing a 17 year old partnership with John. Nurturing my own personal and spiritual development. Making and spending good quality time with those I cherish. Carpooling. Schedules. Housekeeping. Exercise. Writing. I want to get it all in yet I’m in one of those seasons where it feels a bit like its all up in the air, and I’m reaching and fumbling and grabbing at all the little pieces so I can create some sort of meaning or pattern.

But what I’m learning is that the chaos of everyday life is perhaps where the magic happens. While we’re busy grasping and trying to contain it, it’s trying to tell us that it cannot be contained. Just embrace it, it reminds us. I’m doing good work over here. Trust my creation. Stop trying to micro-manage me. I am much, much bigger, holier perhaps than you think. 

And so, I’m leaning into the trust of the chaos. Because I know that its job is to dismantle what no longer serves us and birth something new. A new way of seeing, maybe? Perhaps a different way of being in the world? A new collaboration? A new path that wasn’t there before?  My job isn’t to know, but to trust.

So there I am, friends. I’m in the whirlwind. I’m up there in the air, debris flying all around, ideas and inspiration all around. Schedules and to-do lists and all the fullness is circling and whizzing around me.  I like to imagine that there is sprinkled light and glittery dust swirly in the chaos, too.

I’m excited to see what comes of it all. I’ll keep  you posted!

Meanwhile, may you embrace your own sweet chaos and trust that it’s working it’s magic for you and your life. Possibilities abound.

Big love,
Kelly Rae

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PS: Speaking of chaos, here’s a time-lapse for you guys. I love how everything, even a painting, emerges from a full blown mess.

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Hi, I'm Kelly Rae Roberts!

Before I picked up my first paintbrush at the age of 30, I was a medical social worker. I followed my whispers and started playing with paint and everything changed.

Now I’m a full-time artist, author and Possibilitarian, who helps women explore and nourish their creative souls.

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