I’ve been reading (yes, another focused effort) a book called The Power of Moments. This book explores how certain experiences elevate and impact us—even change us. It also provides specific examples of how we can create extraordinary moments in our life and work. Heading into Week 7, The Texture Project has simply made me pay more attention, take notice, and make an effort to find new experiences and opportunities.
Experience #1: Gartman Model Bakery
Location: Painesville, OH
Why it added texture:
I’ve always wanted to be an artist, but I’m settling into the fact that I’m an artist wannabe. And the mad artistic skills I desire are also lacking when it comes to cake decorating. But I keep showing up. In this case, I showed up at Sophia Boutique, a sweet shop tucked into a plaza in Concord that was hosting a cake-decorating class presented by Gartman Model Bakery. The workshop was fun, and they made it easy—from supplies to instruction to a good sense of humor and a growth mindset, everyone experienced success. Though I’m not going to be hired anytime soon to decorate a cake, I walked out with a nicely iced creation that was also quite tasty.
Who it’s good for:
Everyone—but this specific workshop seemed to be all about women. Girl power. I happened to sit at a table of passionate education professionals, which only added warmth and depth to the experience.
Takeaway tip:
It’s a little pricey (around $45), but some experiences—and skills—are worth investing in.
Experience #2: Bainbridge Swing Dance
Location: Family Life Center (Chagrin Falls, OH)
Why it added texture:
There’s nothing quite as humbling as trying to learn new skills with a new—never-met-them—dance partner. Oh wait, there is: trying to learn a new skill with a dozen new—never-met—partners. Arriving with three girlfriends, we took our place in the circle of this large event space. The first hour (7 p.m.) is designed for a lesson, followed by live music and dancing (8–11 p.m.).
As soon as I was removed from my girlfriends and placed alongside a gentleman, I reverted to my eighth-grade self. Two left feet, awkward hand-holding, and even more awkward eye contact—I was all in for about 30 minutes. After switching dance partners every three to five minutes, I used one of those transitions as an opportunity to excuse myself, wash my hands thoroughly, and then return—with my coat on—to sit on the sidelines and enjoy the music and dancing.
Who it’s good for:
Clearly, it wasn’t good for me—but I’d give it a go again. I had great laughs and admired those who actually know how to swing dance.
Takeaway tip:
Our community is rich with new opportunities if you take the time to look for them and put a few on your calendar.
A reminder:
Not all textures are pleasant, but even sandpaper has a purpose in the world.
Photo: My finished decorated cake. It tasted even better.
