Doubt, uncertainty, insecurity can keep me from doing things I love.
I have begun working on No. 44 of my #ShePersisted series.
It’s taken me awhile to get to No. 44. With every piece I complete, I worry the next one won’t appear. Or won’t be any good. Or won’t ring true.
I worry I can’t paint. I’m not creative enough. I don’t have any talent.
And in my worry, I hesitate. I avoid. I ‘take a break’, convincing myself it’s what I need, even though I know, that’s the lie.
Deep within me, to the farthest reaches of every cell in my body, I feel the compelling and vital desire to express myself creatively, to dig into my creative essence and let it flow free.
And still I hesitate. Stall. Pause.
Until finally, the pressure grows so great I know there is only one way to release it.
I put brush to paint to canvas if only to prove my fears right. And in the act of proving them right I push through. My fear. My insecurity. My doubt.
I don’t know what else to do.
I know the fears and doubts are there.
I just can’t let them win. I just can’t let them own me, or worse yet, deprive me of doing something I find so satisfying, so joyful, so life-giving.
Creating. Painting. Writing.
For me, these are life-giving passions that dance an uncomfortable jig in the darkness and lightness of their ever present need to be expressed.
Giving into the darkness, I feel bereft. Empty. Defeated.
Yet, to give into the lightness, I must struggle through the dark. I must dance with my fears and turn them to the light so that I can set myself free to create, even in my fears, even in my doubts and insecurities.
The world is filled with creative soul’s clamouring to be free. Now, more than ever, as world events seemingly spiral over the edge of reason, we must all let go of our reasons to not create, to not bring our soulful essence into being. We must release ourselves from the darkness and begin to create in the light of knowing, the kind of world we need, the world we deserve to live in is filled with beauty, wonder and awe and above all, peace.