#246: No one cares.

You guys know that Sam and I had a baby, right?

I’m asking because you wouldn’t be able to tell by my first post-Bao Bao musing. Yesterday’s musing (my first in 3 months!) had nothing to do with the soaring love we feel for this cherished creature, or the delight she brings us, or how brain-addled I felt after a month of sleeping no more than 3 hours at a time, or…

Any of the things related to this massive life transition.

Instead, I wrote a random musing about Human Design.

And do you know what happened when I published it?

I received delightful messages from some of the people I love most, celebrating my return to musing.

“You mused!!!!!!!” Sam wrote.

“A real-life morning musing!? We live a lucky life,” from a friend.

“I so needed this reminder to embrace rather than to always try to ‘fix’ myself. It made my heart happy to see a new musing,” from another.

Not one single person said, “Erm, excuse me, Mizz Carney Copeland,” while pushing their authoritative glasses up from the bridge of their nose. “But you failed to meet the standards of the perfectionism police because really your return to musing should have been about motherhood.”

Because… (I’m about to reveal an exceptionally big galactical secret)... there are no perfectionism police!!!!!!

No really.

They don’t exist.

And the point of this musing is to broadcast that message back to my younger self, who used to think there were rules and guidelines and standards and… I don’t know – expectations?

If there’s something you want to do.

A creative undertaking your heart yearns to pursue.

A project you’d love to tip-toe into.

I’d like to share a key learning that has come from morning musings:

Nothing matters.

No one else cares.

If you do something that delights you, you’ve already won.

Xo,

Your apparently nihilist buddy who’s actually wildly positive and optimistic

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Morning Musings is a delight-first writing practice where I wake up, put my fingers on the keyboard and see if any ideas want to play. The delightful humans who read these musings tend to see them as an invitation to slow down, have a virtual cup of coffee together, and contemplate the human experience. If you’d like to join our tribe, subscribe here: https://keelyc.substack.com/