Studying positive psychology doesn’t make me a happy person.
It doesn’t make me a grateful person. Like Thanksgiving Day, it can only remind me to practice gratitude.
It doesn’t make me immune to negative emotions. I’ve learned strategies for coping with adversity, but I still have to enact them.
When my sewing machine stopped working two nights ago, the uncertainty of how I’d remain productive during this residency got the better of me. I was under-slept and anxious, and when the machine came back from the repair shop with the presser foot unable to stay in the upright position, I’d had it, and lost my cool.
Thankfully, Montalvo just happens to have a sewing machine to lend me. It didn’t occur to me to even ask. (There it is, fellow artists: Have courage! It doesn’t hurt to ask!)
And when I went back to the shop, the repairman fixed the problem on the spot.
Now I’ve got two working sewing machines and am able to get back to work! For that—really, for art, which provides so many opportunities for flow and purpose—I’m grateful.