While I get to enjoy the playground space every day and soak up the excitement of the kids and adults who get to use it, there is something I’m taking away from this project that I value even more: I don’t want to be the most talented person in the room.
While I am rarely actually the most talented person in the room, I tend to pretend to others that I am. Now, having seen this project grow and bloom under the care of my friends and fellow artists into something I could never have done on my own, I can’t help but dwell on all I would have missed if I hadn’t asked them to join me and been willing to let go of the details. I had to struggle against my brain’s echo telling me that I had to get all the credit, that I had to be the one to add the most beauty, otherwise my contributions would mean nothing. A blatant lie of course, but a legitimate hurdle to get over.
But imagine. If I had stuck to that lie, I wouldn’t have let my Mom paint the mountains and we would have had to leave them out entirely. Benjamin’s creatures would never have come to life. Hilary’s forest wonderland wouldn’t be magical.
So here I stand, declaring that I am determined to find rooms where I am not the the one who knows the most, can make the most, or understands the most. I want to soak up the excitement and beauty of working with other people, even when it means I have to struggle with my own self worth. Because in the end it’s not what I can accomplish that matters anyway…it’s who I can support and grow with that will last.