This was originally posted June 23, 2010
Joy.
Pure unadulterated spontaneous Joy.
That's what it feels like when I am in the Creative Zone.
Everyone has their own way to get there, and some of us take the long road
because we are not confidant in our own creativity. Some of us were told as
children, to color inside the lines, use the "right" colors, and follow the
rules.
Have you ever seen a young child who is given art supplies and told to have
fun? Make a mess? Use every color?
Yes there are days when I am convinced the glass is half empty, not half
full….but those are the days I need to be alone, organize my studio (i.e.
organize my head) and see what bubbles up. I spread out everything on the
table, I play with different combinations of colors and mediums, sometimes I
mix everything up so I can see some random unintended tangle of
brilliance…. and then a little light goes on…..
Some creative people have to go to classes to let it loose. Some creative
people have a fire in their belly that must be expressed somehow every day,
like the flame that blasts into the top of a hot air balloon. Some feel the
creative fire within and are afraid… hiding and holding it in. Some people
like to talk about it instead of going into the studio or sitting at the
sewing machine and just DOING it.
This is why it is very interesting to hang out with groups of creative
people. Hanging out with quilters is great, but it is also informative to
hang out with painters, graphic designers, musicians, dancers, writers,
actors… you get the idea. Why? Because they all have a story about dancing
with their Inner Creative Genius. It is their Inner Child all grown up with
a passion and purpose burning within.
But we talk ourselves down from the branches of the big tall tree called
Vision.
Why do we do that?
When we climb up into that tree and look off into the distance, first we
clear our heads, and then we feel that Joy. We can see what is coming, off
on the horizon, and that Sneak Peek sends shivers of delicious anticipation
through our bodies.
Then we can pick up that needle and thread, that paintbrush, that journal,
and let it flow.
My wish for you today is that you can find the time to go climb a tree.
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