I used to believe fragility meant weakness and being brave meant being fearless. I used to believe if I kept my outer shell from shattering, I wouldn't fall into a thousand pieces. I used to believe others' perception of me was more important than my perception of myself. I used to believe if I had a… Continue reading I Used To Believe.
Songs written and sung by Colleen Bartlett Piano played by David Guidice for "Gravity" and "Hold On" Recorded by Colin McCaffrey Enjoy!
One of the biggest lessons I've learned is that allowing myself to be vulnerable is one of life's greatest freedoms. In fact, I believe it's the first step to being healed and becoming my best self. I didn't really know how to be vulnerable to others in the areas I felt most fragile because I… Continue reading Bravely Breaking Open.
My birthday is coming up so I've been doing a lot of reflecting on what I've learned and improved in since being 21. I've come to realize three major things: Nothing in life is ordinary Seemingly useless moments--like waiting for my computer to turn on really slowly--are great invitations for spiritual growth (ahem, patience) Self-improvement is often… Continue reading 22.
We've been conditioned to believe that sensitivity is a sign of weakness. This is why so many of us learn to hide our truest desires and deepest feelings. When I talk about "sensitivity" I don't mean "taking things too personally." The sensitivity I'm referring to is having the courage to enter into both pain and… Continue reading Vulnerability is A Muscle.
When I think of the word "resilient", I think of one thing: growing pains. But not all pain leads to growth. We must know how to let our struggles strengthen us. But let's be honest, it's hard to see any growth when we're in pain. Oftentimes I find myself looking ahead. Looking ahead to where I… Continue reading The Art of Resilience.
I was recently in the studio. Excitement! Bliss! Euphoria! There's not a single day that goes by where I don't think about being there. It's where I empty my whole heart and leave everything on the floor. After such a high, there's always the low that crashes after. I often leave feeling completely emotionally and mentally… Continue reading The Gift of Fear.
"Good enough" is a triggering word for me. I never wanted to be seen as someone who didn't know her worth. But the truth is, I didn't. In my eyes the words "good enough" meant, "just barely." And I wasn't even just barely. Somewhere along the path of life, I realized my desire to be perfect stemmed… Continue reading When Perfectionism Blinds You.
Last year at this time I was in a very different place. I had just finished my album Serenity. The garbage that surfaced during the process of writing it was still clinging to my bones. Stuck. I was exposed. I was afraid. I was uncertain. I wanted to explore the attic of my heart, which for so long had… Continue reading Hidden Heart.
November is always a nostalgic month for me. Not because the year is coming to an end--well, perhaps that plays a part--but because so many memories surface. Emotional triggers fire like a shotgun. But this year, the nostalgia is not painful or achey. The nostalgia is like a beautiful rose in a garden. While the… Continue reading Tranquility and Roses.