Category: Jamie’s Creative Life

Confident Travelling: Fear of Flying & A Safe Arrival

Arriving in Holland

On my journey to become a more confident traveller, the hardest part remains the flight, especially if it is over the ocean. Days before scheduled departure, I start to quake, anticipating the journey to come. Despite this fear, I am committed to making my travel dreams come true and have found two things that help: love and courage. (In fact, these are the secret ingredients to all my dream-come-true!)

Love. I am gentle with myself about being afraid. I’ve given up judging or trying to rationalize the fear away. I am afraid. That is the part of the travel environment just like rainy days, early departures and too-close seating. How can I lovingly support myself in going through the fear so that I can come out the other side to Paris or Amsterdam or Rome? Some things that work: knowing that people are sending loving thoughts for our flight, taking diligent care of all logistical details so they don’t add to the stress, visualizing myself and my travelling companion(s) at the destination and doodling on the flight.

Courage. To pass through fear to a goal or a dream takes courage. Period. I draw on my deep desire to experience this world, to live my life to the fullest while I am here. I draw on the bravery of Georgia O’Keefe, “I’ve been absolutely terrified every moment of my life – and I’ve never let it keep me from doing a single thing I wanted to do.”*

And so, this month I flew to Holland with my husband for a two-week vacation to visit family and explore a truly beautiful country. I’d love to share some of that journey with you. Along the way, I’ll continue to share any tips or strategies that have helped develop travel confidence.

Holland Sky

Travelling from Toronto to Europe usually involves an overnight flight. To ease the time transition, the airline often serves an evening meal, simulates nightfall by turning down the lights for several hours and then puts them on again before you arrive in what is the middle of the night where you left and the dawn of a new day where you arrive. We were blessed with a good flight, even arriving an hour early (!), but unfortunately, we didn’t sleep a wink.

Tired and relieved, we were welcomed to Holland by the loving arms of Justin’s dad, Christiaan. As he drove us from Schipol airport to his home near Den Haag, we were taken in by the freshness, the green, the big skies, the pastures, the air (oh, the air) of Holland.

Cyclamen in the Window

Chris made us feel right at home and I quickly discovered that flowers are a signature gift in Holland – and also that my much-loved cyclamens are known by the Dutch to be favoured by old ladies! (All I can say is that me and the old ladies, we know beauty when we see it!) We settled right in and took a nap so that we could make a good start to the day and to our visit.

Den Haag Centrum

Chris quickly got us oriented to public transit and with an OV Chip Card loaded with some euros, we could start our travel adventure.  We started gently with a  trip to Den Haag Centrum aka downtown.

Coffee in Den Haag

And what better way to start an adventure than with coffee? Especially since it is one of the first places that you can see both the similarities and differences between countries. In Toronto, people grab coffee to go and the size of that coffee can be enormous! We saw almost none of that in Holland. But we also enjoy coffee-shop time, where we sit and journal or read or work or chat with friends for hours. The latter is where our countries meet. All over Holland we had a wonderful time stopping on patios for koffie and watching the world go by. Here your coffee is always served in a modest cup and saucer with a lovely treat on the side and it is enjoyed leisurely – very civilized!

Former Blue Angel - Den Haag

A particular delight of this first patio coffee was that it was right by the little bar where Justin’s parents, Chris and Ann, first met. Then it was called The Blue Angel. Chris was home for the weekend from the military when he stopped in this bar and met Ann. He walked her home that night and then showed up on her doorstep again the next morning. It was only months later they were on a boat to Canada to begin their married life together.

Den Haag

Even on this first day, we were deep in that magical meeting place of family, place, history and experience. We were sharing memories while creating new ones. It was just the beginning of our great Holland adventure.

Becoming a More Confident Traveller

Safe & Sound

Having just arrived home from a two-week trip to Holland, I can’t help but think back to when I set myself the goal of becoming a more confident traveller. I dreamed of exploring new places but found myself overwhelmed by all that I didn’t know or understand. How does the airport work? What about security? What should I pack? What can I bring on a plane? How do I get from the airport to the hotel? Should I stay in a hotel? How do I choose one? How do I do manage if I don’t speak the language? How do you even begin to find your way?

I started with setting an intention.

The moment I said, “I want to become a more confident traveller,” my world began to change.

Opportunities started to show up, like assisting Jennifer Louden at the Kripalu Centre or an invitation to visit my sister Suzie on the East Coast. There were things I wanted to do like go to the World Domination Summit in Portland and travel to Paris for my 10-year wedding anniversary. And so I started to say yes and I started to learn.

Being willing to learn is the beginning of everything.

I didn’t try to take everything in at once but instead I let each trip be a focal point for learning. In my creative life, I do this too, allowing each project to give me focus and direction as well as motivation to gain useful, practical knowledge that will serve me in the current project but also in many projects to come.

With traveling, first I learned to buy my own airline ticket online. I must have checked the order a thousand times before finally hitting “submit” but I did it. Then, because I was flying Air Canada, I focused on what their website told me about what I could pack, how early I should arrive, how to get a boarding pass, that kind of thing. Little by little, I was learning.

Trip by trip, I started to build my knowledge, to gain experience and my confidence started to grow. With each trip I stretched a little bit further. I travelled by myself. I travelled to a different country. I travelled on public transport. I travelled between two places in one trip. I travelled to a place where the language wasn’t English.

Now I can say I have travelled to Portsmouth, Portland, Halifax, Vancouver, Sedona, San Francisco, Paris, Avignon, Nice, Amsterdam, Brussels and more!

My confidence has grown exponentially and there is still much to learn. I remain afraid of flying, especially over the ocean, and though I may never be at ease with that aspect of the journey, I have strategies that support me. Most recently, thanks to a great suggestion from John Austin (thank you, John!) I brought my sketchbook and doodled on the plane. Filling up the pages with colour and line gave my body and mind a way to channel my anxious energy. I felt calmer as I worked on my Safe and Sound page both on the way to Amsterdam and back to Toronto. Another great tool in my confident traveller’s toolkit.

To gain confidence, eventually you must do the thing that you wish to gain confidence in.

I am a huge fan of preparation, even over-preparation! I know it calms my nerves when I have researched to the nth degree, when I have made and checked off every list (twice), when I have double (or triple) checked reservations, confirmations and what’s in my suitcase.

I am big believer in doing everything you can do to make it easier on yourself, especially by working with the truth of who you are. If calling makes you anxious, email. If arriving four hours early calms your nerves, do it. Give yourself all the understanding and loving support available as you cross over that thrilling, terrifying, glorious threshold of new learning.

Do everything you can to prepare and then go.

This is one thing I learned in the theatre, both as an actor and as a director. Do everything within your power to support success, work wholeheartedly, with passion and commitment, and when opening night arrives, let it go.Live it. Breathe it. Experience it. Do it. This is what you have been preparing for.

Let your preparation ground you. Trust yourself. And know that you can always ask for help.

As a highly sensitive person and a Canadian, I have a tendency to sit back quietly suffering while I try and figure things out for myself. On this trip I saw my much more direct Dutch father-in-law over and over again ask people how to get places, what was worth seeing and even, with great interest and curiosity, what they were doing. (“So, is this your boat?” “It’s lovely how you sit out here. Is this a restaurant or your own home?”) Over and over again he was met with helpful, interesting and friendly replies.

Learning to trust your ability to handle what comes up is the greatest confidence builder of all.

As the plane was descending on the way home, I watched a show I’d never seen before called “Staycation.” A New York couple hopped on the subway and went across town for an overnight adventure in Brooklyn. They stopped in eclectic little shops and restaurants and grabbed drinks in a local bar. As they sat alone in a neon-lit dive, laughing while enjoying the drink special of the day, I realized that one of the things that made their staycation an adventure was the risks they were willing to take. They risked that the food would be bad, that the bar was a bit seedy, that the shopkeeper would be unfriendly. They didn’t check Yelp or worry about whether it was the right place, the best place or the coolest place. They just risked it and had the experience.

This trip to Holland has been amazing and I am so proud of how much confidence I have gained as a traveller. Always looking to the next horizon, I see that for me there is a growing edge around loosening up, around asking for help and around allowing myself to get it wrong. It’s amazing how the lessons that show up in one thing tend to be the lessons that show up in all things. There’s always more to learn.

What adventure(s) do you want to go on? How might you make a start and build your confidence?

Over the next little while I will be sharing my Holland adventures, including a few Confident Traveller Tips that I hope you’ll find helpful. I hope you’ll enjoy coming on the journey with me.

Holland Sky

My Creative Weekend

Coffee in the Beach

This weekend was a wonderful deep breathe before I plunge into two busy weeks getting ready for our trip to Holland. It was great to get out to a coffee shop, journal in hand, even if I found myself mostly creating lists of things I need to get done before we go.

Beach Sky

From the coffee shop, I walked to the beach. I feel so blessed to have Lake Ontario just a stone’s throw away. The sky above the lake never fails to amaze and inspire. I find myself taking pictures of it every single time. Even though I am standing in the same spot, the view is never the same.

Seagull Dreaming

As I sat on a big rock, gazing out into the lake, I imagined myself and this little gull were sharing similar feelings of peace and introspection.  Though I think, perhaps, I did more reading. I’m currently immersed in Second Nature: A Gardener’s Education by Michael Pollan and enjoying every moment. I am reliving so many garden memories with him as well as being inspired to think deeply about the nature of gardening and ourselves.

Lost Doll

Out and about this weekend I was reminded how every outing can turn into an artist date when you have your camera! You never know what you’ll see. Imagine the story behind this moment! Imagine what happens next. This moment alone can inspire countless tales of wonder, mystery, loss, delight and more!

Open Streets TO Bloor

On Sunday, Justin and I went to the first ever Open Streets Toronto event. From 8:00 am until noon two major streets in Toronto were closed to traffic and open to people. It was wild to walk right down Bloor Street, enjoying the sunshine and the view. Unfortunately, I did get hit by a bike from behind. Neither of us were badly hurt but it was enough to shake us up and send me back to the sidewalk for a while.

Open Streets Toronto ROM

Luckily, there were plenty of good things on on that sidewalk, including in front of the Royal Ontario Museum. I was tempted to get my picture taken with a dinosaur. Who wouldn’t be?

Our real inspiration was to get out and have a listen to our guitar teacher play. The music and the open piano at the Royal Conservatory of Music were the highlight of Open Streets Toronto for us.

Art Day with Shannon. Jamie Ridler Studios.

There was still time in the afternoon so I just had to sit down for some art-making with Shannon! We’ve been taking the Art Journaling class at Creative Bug with Dawn Devries Sokol and I’d been aching to create some backgrounds. I’m experimenting with repurposing a large children’s book as an art journal and so far have been loving incorporating some of the illustrations, like this wonderful fox still visible in the corner.

Cats in the Hood - Hazel

Even going for a run can become a creative outing – though I have to be careful not to get so distracted that I’m forgetting to run! I’ve managed to take some great Cats in the Hood shots during my warm-ups and cool-downs. This weekend I caught a glimpse of Hazel sitting on this car and took a quick shot before picking up the pace once more.

Flower Reference. Jamie Ridler Studios.

I also can’t resist taking pictures of flowers, especially since I’ve been drawing! I’m used to the idea of drawing from nature but  continue to be astounded by how many times I see a flower that is the real-life expression of a graphic illustration I’ve seen that I kind of thought had been made up! I love the free play between mediums. More and more the pictures I take are becoming photo references for drawing explorations.

Mandelas. Jamie Ridler Studios.

And speaking of drawing explorations, my weekend creativity was rounded out by playing with mandalas. Until recently I had never drawn one before. Inspired by Andrea Schroeder, I’ve been having fun discovering this art form and am learning so much from it. More on that to come!

What did you get up to this weekend?

Cats in the Hood: Double Shots

Glow. Take 1. Cats in the Hood.
Glow. Take 1.
Glow Take 2. Cats in the Hood.
Glow. Take 2.
Wink. Take 1. Cats in the Hood.
Wink. Take 1. “Stay Away.”
Wink Take 2. Cats in the Hood.
Wink. Take 2. “You’re not so bad.”
Pickle. Take 1. Cats in the Hood.
Pickle. Take 1
Pickle. Take 2. Cats in the Hood.
Pickle. Take 2.
Jamie hearts cats
Jamie Hearts Cats

I have always loved cats and I’m always delighted to make a new friend.  Luckily for me, I seem to meet them everywhere I go! I’ve decided to capture these precious moments with my camera (which can be challenging with an ever-moving, cuddle-wanting cat!) Today: double shots of the cats I’ve met this week.

Cats in the Hood: Toronto’s East End

Jamie hearts cats
Jamie Hearts Cats

I have always loved cats and I’m always delighted to make a new friend.  Luckily for me, I seem to meet them everywhere I go! I’ve decided to capture these precious moments with my camera (which can be challenging with an ever-moving, cuddle-wanting cat!) Today: cats from Toronto’s east end.

Shortie the Tortie
Shortie the Tortie
Nestle - Cats in the Hood
Nestle
Van. Cats in the Hood
Van
Priscilla. Cats in the Hood.
Priscilla
The Emperor
The Emperor
Grey. Cats in the Hood.
Grey
Meeting the Interloper
And, of course, the interloper.

My First Trip To Michaels

Shannon & Jamie Go to Michaels

Shannon and I may be the only two creatives who had never been to Michaels so this week we grabbed our cameras, hopped on the subway and headed out for a creative adventure – a craft store artist’s date!

Ribbons of Colour at Michaels

One of the delights at a store like Michaels is colour! Oooh, the colours. What a feast for the eyes!  These rows upon rows of ribbon were an absolute joy for a monochromatic colour-scheme loving girl like me!

A Creative Mix at Michaels

There was so much to look at, from jewellery to cake decorating, from knitting to painting, from boas to unicorns! As our grandma would say, “What could be bad?” And one thing I’ve learned is that if you get intimidated by art stores and craft stores, a great place to start is the kids section! Crayons and construction paper invite everyone in!

After exploring just about every nook and cranny, I decided on a few treasures to bring home.

Here’s my small Michaels haul. I’m delighted with all that I’ve added to my creative toolkit.

Martha Stewart Bone Folder

I love this bone folder from Martha Stewart Crafts. It felt like a supreme indulgence because I had just bought myself one last week! In the Inner Alchemy Circle, Mindy used one for her collaged cards and I thought, how could I not have one of those! I collage all the time and the bone folder is such a great way to secure adhesion and get nice, smooth, flat images. I bought the only one available at my local art store and it was totally fine but this looked beautiful to me. I hmm’d and hawed and eventually decided to go for it! I’ll often err on the side of “Yes!” if it’s an item that will likely become a long-term part of my home or studio. Besides, this indulgence allowed me to gift the one I had just bought and that’s a good thing too!

Martha Stewart Corner Rounder

My big investment of the day was a Martha Stewart corner rounder (which is *so* much more expensive in Toronto than on Martha’s website!) I just love the way this turns ordinary index cards into tarot-like creations.  The rounded edges give such a wonderful finish. I should share that I learned rather quickly not to use the rounder on anything where I’d adhered ribbon. Ack! That almost put an end to this product pronto!

Cable Hooks

When I put this picture up on Facebook and asked people to guess what I was up to, there were some pretty hilarious answers, including home dentistry! But the knitters in the house know that I am about to embark on a cable adventure! In fact, I’m re-starting my journey into knitting. I tried it years ago but let it go when I found it just too taxing on my body. Inspired by the Creativebug Afghan Knit-Along, I’ve decided to gently try again. Because, ahem, when you barely know how to purl, it’s time to take on cables! LOL! (So far so good! I’ll be sharing my progress on stART: Creating as We Go)

Getting Silly at Michaels

And hey, it wouldn’t have been an adventure if we didn’t also get a little silly!

Is Michaels one of your favourite creative haunts? Where do you go for artist dates?

 

There’s Room for My Voice Too!

Jamie's High School Audition Photo

My high school produced the most amazing yearly musicals. Shows like Brigadoon and Finian’s Rainbow came to life in that auditorium. When I was in junior high, I attended a performance and was blown away not only by the vibrant energy on the stage but also in the audience. I had to be a part of that!

When I finally reached high school, that dream was still in my heart. I desperately wanted to audition but was sure the competition would be so fierce that I wouldn’t have a chance.

 

Enter Mr. Cringan, my music teacher.

 

Imagine 15-year-old dream-filled me in music class, flute in hand, leaning forward in my chair, listening attentively to Mr. Cringan’s announcement about the upcoming show auditions, my heart filled with both desire and despair.

That’s when everything changed. Mr. Cringan told us that anyone could be in one of his musicals. Anyone. If you were committed and showed up to rehearsals, you could perform on stage. If that meant there were 25 farmers on stage, there would be 25 farmers on stage.

There was room for me.

 

I love this man for what he taught me. He changed my expectations of the arts and of the world. The excellence of all of those shows didn’t come from fierce competition and weeding out those “not good enough”. It came from harnessing our joy, devotion and desire. No one had to sit in the audience feeling sad, resentful or left out. If you wanted to be on the stage, you could be. And everyone on that stage really, really wanted to be there.

The Universe is like Mr. Cringan, letting you know right now that everyone is welcome on stage.

There is room for you. All you have to do is show up and sing.