And Then She Remembered, She Was Worth It.

The moment the misalignment happens. It’s hard to see until you just walk into the pile of shit. I just had an expereince where I was so excited about a potential commissioned piece. It’s been never since I had a commissioned fine art piece. I have been making art on my own and a few pieces have sold, but my main art has been through murals and workshops. And I didn’t know how to price myself. And I was not ready to be vulnerable with someone I had just connected with to admit how I was still figuring out the pricing structure that made me feel good. But You know what I am grateful because they mirrored back to me that my commissioned piece was worth double what I was asking for. Double. I said no. I legit said no thanks, let’s stick to the first amount I said because I am not willing to admit to you or myself in this moment how I am worth more. My ego was in my way. But my ego had also done so good by getting me there and feeling comfortable for the conversation. A learning for my ego. A mistake. A mirror. A gift. A learning. An invitation.