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Sometimes The Only Place to Go is Back Where You Started

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selfdoubtHi. I’m Krissy.  When I created my Twitter handle and blog name of ‘Venspired,’ it was never my goal to become ‘Venspired.’ I probably can’t explain it completely, and I won’t try, but there is something said to having to be completely true to who you are to be truly creative.    I don’t want to be a ‘brand’ and it’s time to just be me.

I never wanted a blog where I felt like I had to create something just to post it. I don’t create things because I want to. I create because I have to.  It’s a part of me, like a basic human need of breathing and eating.

Somewhere, long before I even graduated high school, I got caught up in some race.  It was a race, that once I looked around, I realized I was running against myself.  The race to the next thing. The next degree. The next conference. The next school year.  The next checkmark on an achievement that meant something on paper, but nothing in my heart.  I’d like to think I slowed myself down, but the truth is, what stopped me was a series of events, intersections of wise people in my path, and even some unbelievably hard challenges.  And when I slowed down to look around me, I realized how fast I was trying to go.

My days are filled with teaching kids, helping teachers, troubleshooting technology, and dreaming up ways to bring innovation alive in education.  I work with the greatest people and get to play, explore, and push myself to keep learning.  My heart is full.  I love technology, I’m enjoying obsessed with the maker movement, and I feel like I have waited my whole life for people to acknowledge creativity isn’t the afterthought of learning, it’s in the fiber.  I’m still going to blog about those things, not because it’s trendy or I want Twitter followers, but because it’s me.

lightbulbBecause Venspired was really just a made up word, but Krissy Venosdale is that little girl that sat in a classroom when she was 8 years old, listening to her teacher teach another lesson, and she just wished, so hard for most of the day, that it was time to break out the art supplies and create something.  And the only way I can really rescue that little girl is to be that same girl now.

 


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