Posts Tagged With: How Not to be a Busker

Day 4640: Live Creative

Yesterday was Live Creative Day.

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I celebrated Live Creative Day in many ways, starting with performing one of my creations while people kept living their lives.

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Maybe I should post that live creative performance on my YouTube channel with the creative title “How Not To Be a Busker — Part 2.”

Later, I performed the same song for the very creative artist and writer Jacqueline Véissid after enjoying her beautiful creation The Imagined Postcard.

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I believe Jacqueline and I were inspiring each other to live creative every day. Later, her daughter creatively and kindly stopped me as I was walking among people who live creative in the SOWA section of Boston.

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Do you see others who live creative in my other images for today?

That’s Dani from Best Friend Supplies, who sold me a creative kicky toy for our cats.

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On National Thank You Day, a big thank you to all who live creative, including YOU!

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Day 3860: Kenspeckle

Kenspeckle is a word that appeared in yesterday’s blog. I assume that “Kenspeckle” is NOT kenspeckle to most people, so here’s the definition again:

In my coaching session on Wednesday, Jeff Leisawitz and I spoke about my ambivalence about being kenspeckle, which originates from my experience as a child expressing my talents and then ending up in the hospital for much of the time. Even though that’s magical thinking (a little girl’s musical and creative talents do not cause her to undergo painful surgeries and other traumatic experiences; her congenital heart condition does that), I’m still afraid of being kenspeckle.

My most recent unpleasant experience of being kenspeckle was a year ago when I shared my song “Everybody’s Somebody’s Asshole” with enthusiastic strangers on a trip in Georgia, and ended up the next day in a hospital with a T.I.A.

My fears of being kenspeckle are also related to growing up in an Orthodox Jewish family, where people were afraid of attracting the “evil eye” if they were too conspicuous and easily recognizable.

I am working on letting go of my fear of being kenspeckle. In the meantime, is there anything kenspeckle in my images for today?

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Let’s get gnarly and be kenspeckle all day!

Here I am trying to be kenspeckle in Edinburgh several years ago.

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Thanks to all who help me have the courage to be kenspeckle, including YOU!

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