Wonder Wednesday : Creativity

It’s Wonder Wednesday my friends! Today’s Wondering is about Creativity…This in an Invitation to participate!… I’d love for you to add your wonderings in the comments below. Let’s all help each other to bring more wonder into the world. CREATIVITY: How’s it feel to use your creative muscles? What happens in your body? in your emotions? in your mind? What’s it feel like when you are withholding from being creative? How do you see yourself as creative? What do you wish you did more of that you call creative? What do you need to bring your creative impulses to life? Do you assume that when I mention Creativity, I mean making art or writing or music? My want is for us all to know our creativity or creative life force is a natural inborn aspect of being human. So I wonder, how do you experience being creative? I’ve recently been examining how I feel when I stop “being creative”, as in pulling back from a creative practice like writing or making art or even cooking regularly. I’ve noticed that some fears creep in pretty quickly. There’s an underlying message in me that gets rather critical. There’s also a fear that I may never be creative again. I know… weird huh! I’m like a lifetime creator and you’d think this lie wouldn’t exist within me but yes that’s there in the background too. I think it has something to do with perfectionism and “making good art” rather than the joy of being creatively active. I’m working with embracing a more compassionate attitude about my creative life force. I’m wondering do...

Tending My Being

Inspiration. I’ve been waiting around for a knock on my door, always hoping that she will arrive when most needed. She seems to come and go as she pleases, at least that’s the way it feels when I’m out of the practice of practicing in a consistent (daily) way. I get so busy with my doing list and what needs checking off. I forget the being part of myself, where I can simply and quietly be. There’s a wanting, a desire for more spaciousness in my life. Yet I can easily forget to turn off the doing list. Inspiration is always waiting around for me to arrive actually, at the doorstep of my own self. I reach a point when my To-Do List has been checked off and my Just Being hasn’t quite arrived. This is the place where my energy becomes rapid and tight, with a few ounces of wishfulness and hope, and a big dose of desire. There’s an anxiousness that creeps into my being, makes my belly tighten, my breaths become shallow and taut, my shoulders pull up. I’m noticing this place more readily these days. There’s the constant busyness of my mind that sends rapid messages down through my blood stream to my limbs, creating a tense state of over-doing. Here comes my dragon muse lighting a fire in my belly and insisting I sit down and do what I am doing. “10 minutes!” She emphatically chants to me….“No breakfast. 10 minutes. Write. 10 minutes. Sit and write whatever comes. Sentence after sentence…” and she hangs up laughing. As much as I want to keep...

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