Tag Archives: creativity

Grateful For What Is

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Who would I be without my stories?
Just a woman, fingers dancing on keys,
sitting here, breathing, at peace.
My body danced this evening
and now it is spent.
My heart sang and laughed.
My hands painted and drew
and mothered and colored today.
Without my stories
this day was utter paradise.
Please Divine Spirit,
let me stay attuned to what is real,
that I may live in this one moment
grateful for what is.

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Art Salvation

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Allowing my creativity to flow
without making a big deal about it…
No pressure, not trying to impress anyone,
just trying to save my own life
through color, texture, and the freedom
to bring my inner world outside
where it can dance, breathe,
and be painted into being.
I never knew that such simplicity
could yield salvation,
but here I sit feeling grateful
to have another day
to pick up my pen, my brush,
and remember the voice
that quietly speaks within me.

One Day

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Morning.
Meditation,
some blessed quiet time,
a candlelit bath,
soft music playing,
then resting and reading.

Afternoon.
A walk in the woods,
finding a perfect spot,
setting up the hammock,
resting, reading, musing.
Staring up at the trees,
breathing deeply, swaying,
writing out my heart’s desires.

Evening.
A nourishing meal
and more writing.
Dancing,
moving every part of my body,
a shared experience in Nia class.

Night.
Back home, a shower,
and here I am, tired and calm.
It was a good day,
a full day, a day of self-care.
It occurs to me that many
such fulfilling days
will lead to a fulfilling life.

More Beauty…from Busy Mockingbird

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My heart was so touched by this…a creative mama encouraging her child’s deep imagination to flourish with wonderfully positive qualities, collaboration, trust, strength, sensitivity. What a beautiful world we live in!

I’ve been drawing and painting our daughter Myla for a long time. I was intimidated at first, but she quickly became my favorite subject. I was looking back at some of my artwork featuring her, and noticed how it’s changed as much as she has over the years. My first of her was this one, […]

via Little Dragon Warrior — busy mockingbird

What Will You Make?

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The Source is endless.
What you draw from it
is up to you.
It is different for everyone
for everyone is different
here in the physical realm.
But the Source is energy,
pure and simple,
and we are of it
and we are it.
If we are Source
then we stand in a position
of limitless creator
wherever we are,
whatever we are doing.
The ways we express
that which we are
depends on where
we place our focus.
If you could have, be,
make, do, experience
anything at all,
what would it be?
Sit a while.
Close your eyes,
go inwards, be still.
Let yourself find center,
always there.
Feel the energy of life
pulsing through you,
every cell alive
with intelligence and purpose.
You too are a cell
of the Universal Body.
You too are alive
with intelligence and purpose.
Now, what will you make of this?

NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 20: Utterly Creative

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I chose for today
to be a creative day
and then I realized
we are creating every day
whether we like it or not.
If we are caught
in monotonous routines
it might appear
that we’re not creating
and that we are not creative
but the truth is,
we are creating every single day–
creating with our thoughts
our words
and our actions,
creating with our likes and dislikes,
with the things we keep
and the things we throw away.
We are creating
within our relationships,
creating with the stories we tell
and the judgments we believe.
We create with our vision,
our perceptions,
our hopes and fears
and in our choices
of what we hold dear.
So the question is no longer
whether or not we are creative,
the question is
What do we want to create,
and how, and where, and why
and when and with whom?
The question is,
Will we create consciously?
The question is,
What will we do 
with this one precious life
when we realize
how truly, utterly,
unquestionably creative
we actually are?

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I deviated from the NaPoWriMo prompt today. I was feeling tired (again) from a long, full day, and just didn’t feel like thinking of a sport or a game with which I am adequately familiar and that has a rich enough vocabulary associated with it to create a poem…