Awaken Creative,
Week 22,
And what a beautiful week it is.
The world is exploding with its own creativity.
And here you are,
In your studio,
Exploding with your own creative making hand.
Let's meet there,
In the studio.
I recently had to give something up,
That one more thing,
That one more thing,
That one more thing.
Let go of it,
Lay it down,
Walk on.
I've known for some time that it wasn't going to happen.
That this creation I manifest was made of dust that was falling between my fingers.
It beget a mourning process,
For sure,
Even when one knows that it's not going to work.
That it's not the right way.
Mourning happens.
But you see,
I can also discover and realize the manifestation alongside of it.
Even as there's a knowing that this thing I'd begun to count on,
That I'd hoped for,
Wasn't going to come.
I could also see what was being built and formed to replace it,
At least energetically.
For a while,
The creation that's sifting through my fingers had a numerical,
Economic place.
The thing that's manifesting and filling the cracks around where it's sifted away has yet to show up as anything that might provide economic stability,
Which is something I'm always seeking as an artist.
The ability to create,
The space,
The energy,
The enthusiasm to create has to also have a counterbalance of support and stability in this real-life world of ours.
I've said trust,
I've said faith,
Several times,
If not every time,
Over the course of these weeks we've been traveling together.
I think that's part of the backbone of an artist,
A trust,
A faith.
Sure,
In something divine,
Something that is feeding you the prophecy that is your work,
But also it's enough courage and faith and trust in your own determination,
In your own hand,
In your own voice,
In that ambiguous,
Intuitive call.
So while the sifting,
That final dropping it and walking on has gone down in the morning,
My body getting ill from the morning,
Even in all that,
I know I'm being gifted exactly what I really want,
What I really,
Really,
Really want.
So this week,
As I take time to heal my body that's responded to the final letting go,
And I care for my eyes as they close on the final bit of that dream,
I let the touch of my hands not be a tactical experience as much as a sensory experience.
I let the threads of me hook into that trust,
Hook into that tiny bit of knowingness that is courage and faith,
And I realize that the wanting that has always and forever been my deepest wanting is in this too.
Instability in one thing,
I ponder,
May very well beget the stabilizing where it's most needed.
A simple quote again this week,
Beautifully written,
Wonderfully shared,
From the Eastern traditions once again,
Omar Khayyam,
Take care to create your own paradise here on earth now.
Let this be your call.
Let this be your truth.
Let this be your stability.
Take care to create your own paradise here on earth now.
Perhaps it,
This idea alone,
Is your prophecy.
Awaken creative today.
