Oh great. Creativity week and I suck at being creative.
Far too much gets lost in the translation when I pick up a paintbrush, attempt writing a poem or pluck at a guitar. Heck, I remember the piano teacher strongly urging my mom to seek other pursuits for me. Does colouring outside the lines count?
Creative is something I’m not, and probably never will be.
At least that’s the story I like to tell myself.
How can I possibly compete with any of them?
I can’t –
until the story runs old and thin once again for me to remember creativity is an expression, not a competition.
Painting and guitar picking may provide an eternal source of envy, but nobody ever said they had to be “my thing”.
Some of the best meals I’ve eaten are spur of the moment creations from this-and-that in the cupboards and fridge.
Recycle bins are possibilities-in-waiting for an afternoon with kids. Spur of the moment is a great time to whip up a new game to play. Or let the next silly song burst through.
Casing a crooked door, making the most of an awkward basement, and building portable cold frames to fit awkward spaces all cross the barrier of left brain and right.
As does seeing the world through clients eyes, making change not so scary, and designing services to bring out the best in who you are.
Creativity is not a thing or object to be achieved, but an energy to let flow. Creativity is meant to work through us, not against.
As long as I expect creativity to appear a certain way, I cram creativity inside a box. I’m going to struggle trying to be something I’m not.
As long as I try to be something I’m not, I’m not going to feel the energy of creativity flow.
Round and round in circles I go on a well disguised diversionary plot.
The more I bring attention to what creativity really is, the less I can deny how creativity flows throw me – and everywhere. My old story gives way to a new one and I feel free to move once more.
And I appreciate all the help in remembering when I forget.
Living Bliss is a jump-in-with-both-feet look at where Life bumps into the everyday – whether at work, play or times in between. Bliss knows no separation in the end. From a deeper dive into the ordinary pops forward the extraordinary life we search for – and has been there waiting for us to be.
Not quite a crazy cat lady – yet? – Lorraine’s insatiable curiosity of life leads her to explore, question and push beyond the box. A self-professed “left-brained creative big picture idea” type, she has an intuitive knack for seeing possibility everywhere and in everyone, and is a moth-to-flame for being part of turning possibility into reality. More of Lorraine’s musings can be found on her blog.