06/15/2026
I've been learning how to be messy. I’m not even talking metaphorically… I mean literally.
When I started this somatic art practice and decided I was going to only use my hands, I felt a surprising amount of resistance. I honestly don't remember finger painting much as a child, possibly because it was considered too messy in our household.
I've always been someone who likes a clean, organized space. Not obsessively, but it definitely helps me feel settled. In a world where so much is outside my control, having some order around me feels supportive.
But as I started dipping my fingers into the paint, I realized part of my hesitation wasn't even about getting messy… I was already thinking about the cleanup afterward. 😳
Sure, making a mess can be fun. But then someone has to clean it up. 😒
Whenever I see videos of food fights, I don't think, "That looks fun." I think, "Who's going to have to clean all that up?"
I'm not entirely sure what that says about me. But I do know that always thinking about the aftermath can sometimes make it harder to fully enter the experience itself.
Play asks something different of us. It asks us to trust that we can deal with the consequences later.
To make the mess, enjoy the moment, let go of control for a little while.
And maybe that's what this season of art-making is teaching me…
That I can make a mess and clean it up.
That both things can be true.
That freedom isn't the absence of responsibility… it's knowing that responsibility doesn't always have to come first.
I’m curious… what’s your experience with play and getting messy? Do you find it easy to let go and be in the moment, or do you experience some resistance as well?