Dare boldly

A blog by Louise Gallagher

What if… we all shine our lights, no matter what?


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Art Journal Theme 4: Create

A friend came over to paint with me on Saturday. She doesn’t paint, in fact, if you ask her, she’ll tell you she doesn’t have a creative bone in her body. Which isn’t quite the truth.

I believe everyone has creative bones in their body. It’s just sometimes, we don’t exercise them or let them express themselves freely. Sometimes, we block the muse with our assertions we don’t have one, or can’t hear her, or don’t like her attitude. Sometimes, the daily noise in our lives gets so loud, she can’t find her way through the muck.

But she is always there, waiting, caring, knowing your heart’s calling to express yourself.

Sure, there are those who can draw straight, curved, crooked and every kind of wicked line and make just a line look beautiful. And there are those who can write a poem that makes hearts weep and catch an image on film that takes your breath away.

Creativity isn’t just in the medium that appear on canvas or the page or photographic paper.

Creativity is expressed in everything we do. How you set the dinner table, dress yourself, decorate your home are all acts of creativity. Heck, there’s even creativity in how people add up numbers or  can see the beauty in scientific data.

Creativity is everywhere, and when we let ourselves freely express our own unique creative urges, we set our world on fire.

Allowing myself to explore my creative core has given me the freedom to become authentically me, to express all of me, not just the parts I judge fit for human consumption.

Delving into my creativity has taught me an amazing truth. It’s allowed me to explore a question that has continually risen up through meditation and through living. And that question is:  What if I’m not broken?

What if the pieces of me are all there, fit together, some a little too tightly, some a little too loose, but the truth is, when I treat myself as broken, I see myself as a mess. As bits and pieces falling off. As incomplete. Unfinished. Unfixable.

What if I make the assumption…. I am not broken… And then live from that place?

What if I choose to believe in my completeness and embrace my wholeness without fearing the parts where my wiring is a bit crossed, or my thinking a bit crooked? What if I simply accept that those bits make up the whole — and the whole is beautifully, magnificently, authentically me.  All of it. Not just the parts I like, or want to accept, or am willing to put on display. All of it. All of me. Every itty bitty, chipped, and cracked and whole and complete bit. It’s all me and all the sum of the parts adds up to one amazing, expressive and creative soul?

And what if, in my willingness to accept ‘I am not broken’, letting myself go wild in my creative expression is the best way I can inspire others to see the beauty and wonder and magnificence of who they are?

What if, my creative expression is how my light pierces the darkness?

What if, each of us allowed ourselves to shine our lights, no matter how scared or broken we believe we are?

What if, it’s all about our willingness to shine and be magnificent, in all our broken down, cracked up, crooked and mis-wired ways?

All of us are creative, in our own ways. None of us are broken. It’s just our wiring has gotten crossed, our arteries blocked with lies appearing as truth, with denial appearing as right, and fear parading as fact.

Spending as much time in the studio as I have recently has given me the gift of self-expression — without fear. It’s unplugged my arteries, rewired my thinking as to who I am and what I am and what I do, and bring, to the world.

It’s set me free to express myself without judging the output, outcome, or awkwardness of my expression — in everything I do. From making dinner to walking the dog to painting on canvas..

A girlfriend came to paint with me on Saturday. In her assertions that she just can’t do it, or it’s not her thing, I saw me with my muse. She’s been calling me to rise up and start a creative revolution. She’s been calling out to me to get busy and live on purpose.

I am an alive and radiant woman, touching hearts, opening minds to set spirits free.



Author: Louise Gallagher

I believe in wonder. I believe we are all magnificent beings of divine beauty. I believe we can make a difference in this world, through every act, word, thought. I believe we create ripples with everything we do and say and want to inspire everyone to use their ripple to create a better world for everyone. I'm grateful you're here.

13 thoughts on “What if… we all shine our lights, no matter what?

  1. You last sentence says it all ~ and I think we all have the potential to rise up and be with you! ♥


  2. Wow! Thank you for this wonderful expression of your thoughts and feelings Louise.. it sent wonderful shivers up my spine as I finished it… I have been starting to think and talking about my creative side more often recently, so thank you!
    Enjoy your day!


  3. I guess my most creative outlet is knitting. And cooking too at times.
    Always in awe of painters! btw, email me– thinking of doing another anthology– would love you to contribute.


  4. I’ve got to ask! How did her painting turn out? How did it make her feel?


    • It was fun to get together with you last night Diana — always inspiring spending time with you. And…. it was a mixed reaction for her. I think you nailed it — we reach a point of ‘oh that’s not bad’ and then the critter says…. ‘yes it is. you’re not an artist’ and messes it all up! 🙂


  5. Your discussion on creativity caught my attention this morning as it is one of the strategies often recommended in recovering from trauma (it helps people embrace the future, rather than dwell on the past). I have read a fair bit about that, however, I had never heard of embracing creativity in everyday life such as decorating your home, or the way of doing scientific data (if that’s your job) etc. It makes a lot of sense. LOVE the last line catchphrase, by the way.


    • Painting helped me get through that relationship Elizabeth and when it was over, it rescued me on the shores of despair and lifted me up. And thank you — the last line is my contract/purpose statement. 🙂


  6. Yes the last sentence does sum it all up


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