Once upon a time I used to teach creativity. Not on the sense of art or music, but as a way of life. I might publish the little paper I wrote as my starting point, heavily influenced by some really creative practitioners, but that is not my purpose today.
Today I will only address one tenet in the creative person’s toolbox.
Try something new. Or different. See what it’s like.
And today I did just that. For many years I have resisted having a manicure. I manage very well by myself, thank you very much. What a waste of money. I don’t like people manhandling me -,eg dentists, hairdressers, doctors, opticians, etc. You get the picture.
Yet today I looked at my hands, thought ahead to my daughter’s wedding this coming Saturday, and I knew I had to take the plunge. You may laugh but it was one of the most difficult decisions I have ever had to make. So I rang a friend whose hands looked nice and asked her where she went.
I made an appointment. I turned up on time. And I had a lovely experience to boot. As well as coming out with neatly painted talons!
The moral of the story: things are never as bad as in your imagination; sometimes you have to admit that other people are better at doing things than you are; it is possible to control some over sensitivity; there is always the possibility to have a full, frank and friendly discussion with someone who is ready to kindly disagree with you.
It’s not often I meet people who have such different opinions from mine, but who are ready to talk and explain and also listen. I had a lovely half an hour while she held my hand and pampered my nails – none of which would have happened if I had held to my silly principle – I can do it better myself