I don’t yet have my studio built-out in our new home. I’ve been using that as my excuse to not create.
Yesterday, I decided I’d had enough of my own excuses.
All my alcohol inks and paraphernalia were in one box. I hauled them upstairs, set myself up on the island and began to create.
It was a dream day. A day for calm and joy. Centredness and exploration.
I haven’t used alcohol inks and Yupo paper a lot. One evening course recently with the amazing Allyson Thain and that’s about it.
But that’s the joy of creating just for the joy of creating. I don’t have to ‘know the rules’ or even worry about following them. I simply have to be willing to let go of expectations and dive into exploration.
It can be so easy in this time-challenged, expectation-riddled world to fall into the trap of believing spending an afternoon and evening creating is ‘doing nothing’.
It’s not. Nothing.
It’s everything without having to be anything.
And that’s where freedom, creativity and inspiration exist. Beyond the spaces between expectation and demands, rules and commitments. Beyond ‘have to’s’ and ‘you’re on a schedule, don’t lose it’ is a world of possibility where magic happens. If only I get out of the way of forcing it to do it my way, or expecting it to appear on my schedule, in my life-inbox the way I want.
I lost myself in the art of creating yesterday with no expectation of creating anything other than space to savour the moment and be one with The Muse.
While C.C. watched football games and hockey on his laptop in the bedroom, I muddled around with inks and paper, exploring what happens when I let go of having to make it look this way or that, and fell instead into the freedom of letting it flow.
In that space, worry subsided and I was reminded once again, to not take myself so seriously. To ‘go with the flow’ and let nature have its way. My job isn’t to direct nature. It’s to create the space for magic, wonder and awe to appear naturally amidst all the struggles, upheavals and mistakes of every day living, and amidst the beauty too.
This world is filled with angst. With turmoil and pain. And it’s filled with beauty.
When I release my need to make sense of the turmoil and fall instead into surrendering to the beauty, I create peace, joy, harmony within me. And in that place, magic awakens, miracles arise as I free-fall into being present to the wonder and awe of creation.
Thank you Kerry Parsons for reminding me of my creative nature and inspiring me to connect once again with The Muse.