Whether we make art with fiber, words, paint, clay, or food, whether we use our voices, our hands, or the forge – no matter the medium or the tools or the end product – may we all have room and resources for our creative joy!
We live in a time of relentless distractions, responsibilities, and possibilities. With all the tending our lives and loved ones require, our creative joy frequently gets squeezed out or made false promises to (I’ll get to that this weekend, or when this is over, or after I finish…).
Even if what pulls us away from our art is yet another joy for us or is absolutely necessary, even if, with all good intention, our art is abandoned at the altar of productivity and people pleasing, even then buried deep, deep down is that unquenchable human urge to express ourselves creatively.
We are here to shape the energy of creation that moves through us.
At times we all get distanced from our innate desire to make something, to play within and explore our craft, to let something new emerge just for its own sake. This is totally understandable, honey bun. We are all doing what we can in the so very muchness of our lives.
I’ve had a rocky relationship with my creative self over the last few months, so I know this territory quite well. My way back from a falling out with my muse is both simple and excruciatingly challenging at times. With vast compassion I forgive myself and the entire chorus of choices that called me away from my art. And then I take whatever small steps I can to get a bit more friendly with my creative self. Yes, she’s often furious with me at first, but she loves and forgives me more than I do myself. Re-entry is often messy, embarrassing, and a wee bit terrifying. That’s ok. Creativity is compassionate as well as demanding.
So my wish for you, for all of us, is that we have the room and resources – time, energy, focus, health, money – whatever we need to express ourselves in our unique and beautiful ways, through our art, and to live the creative joy that is our birthright as human beings.
How do you hold onto your creative self or mend a neglected relationship with her when it get’s rocky? I’d love to hear from you.