In early 2012, something very unusual happened to me. The sunny-side up girl in me became depressed, and I didn’t know why. Suddenly, I had lost interest in things I had once enjoyed and it became so serious that I became basically a shut in – I didn’t want to see anyone other than my husband. I didn’t want anyone to know I was not the happy-go-lucky person my friends and family had always expected of me. I didn’t feel like I deserved to be depressed – I had a great family, a wonderful husband, a beautiful home, a lot to be thankful for.
At first, I didn’t do anything about it. I stayed in, I didn’t work, I didn’t do any of the things I enjoyed. It was hard to get out of bed, it was hard to get even regular every day activities handled. I spent a lot of hours napping, reading, or watching television and hiding from the world. I always felt “sick”, but couldn’t identify what exactly was wrong with me.
As 2013 approached I realized that I wanted to get better. So, I started making a list of things I wanted to do in the new year. Fun things. Things that got me outside, got me to use my creativity, and got me around people again. But as January became February became March, I hadn’t done any of them. And then I got seriously ill and ended up in the hospital for a not-very-common condition. I had to stay for 5 days and I had a three + week recovery afterwards. As I sat in the same chair in my family room every day I was recovering, I knew I had made myself sick. I had done this to myself – I was DEPRESSED, of course I was going to be sick.
WHAT I DID TO GET BETTER:
I turned to my doctor for serious help and he immediately put a plan together for me to try to turn a corner. Part of that plan (and there were lots of parts, let me tell you) was self-induced therapy – he wanted me to spend a great deal of time doing something I loved.
When you’re depressed, that can be a challenge because you usually lose your joy for things you once loved. Still, I turned to crafting. I had crafted here and there over the years, but never really spent a whole lot of time working on anything in particular. I started creating things for my home – paintings for the bedroom, flower garlands for the kitchen, cards and gifts for friends. I made the above sunburst out of a charger, some sea glass and some bamboo sticks. Suddenly, I was hooked.
The time I spent crafting was sacred to me. It gave me time to clear my head, sometimes to even meditate or pray. It gave me a creative outlet, something to look forward to, and it became time I protected fiercely. I was feeling better and better, and a little bit back to myself every day.
AND THEN A SPARK HAPPENED:
In the fall of 2013 I took an art class from an artist who happens to live in my neighborhood. We were learning how to work with wax (encaustics), and I was feeling nervous as it seemed everyone else in the class had a ton of art experience and this was my very first art class. See, I had been told by more than one adult when I was growing up that art was “not for me”. I was told I didn’t have any talent in it, and that I shouldn’t bother. I realize now that’s because I can’t draw (truly, not even a stick person), but what I learned that day in class is that I DO have other artistic talents. I was complimented on my work (that’s my finale piece above). I was really emotional that day, realizing I had let people’s words stop me from doing things I wanted to do.
HOW BEA CREATIVEISH WAS BORN:
A few weeks after that class, I had a girlfriend and her two young children over to play crafty with me. They were home school students and I was teaching them how to make flowers out of paper towel tubes. We were laughing and talking, and suddenly out of nowhere my friend’s daughter said, “I wish we could have art with Bea every day!” My girlfriend and I exchanged looks like, “!!!!!!!” and I knew something was starting for me.
I spent all of 2014 putting together Bea Creativeish. I knew I wanted nothing more than to teach people of ANY crafting or artistic skill level that they DO have creativity within them and they can use it to improve so much in their lives – their confidence, their surroundings, their stress level, and so much more.
Nothing makes me happier than seeing a group of people experimenting, playing, talking and laughing as they work on a creative project. I will do this for the rest of my days, I hope. I feel incredibly blessed that God has given me this purpose in life, and that I get to share it with the world.