Finding the freedom to create
Sometimes things do not go according to plan. Like creating on command!
Like yesterday: the beginning of my “creative week”; a making day; a day of abundant, inspired, creative work.
More like a day of feeling stuck, constrained, dry, hot and bothered and blocked. A day of resorting to doing important financial admin and clearing cupboards in the hopes that getting rid of the mess and being able to see what’s there might help me to “see what’s there” in the depths of my psyche, or wherever it is from whence all creative genius comes.
Part of the creative process I keep trying to tell myself, this being stuck thing. It’ll pass. The work will come.
It hasn’t yet, it will, it always does, doesn’t it?
And while I wait I played, with words and shapes and maybe there’s something creative in there after all…