I saw the open door But felt I should go, Another way, Continuing down the hallway Until I came upon An exit. Through the door – I wandered barefoot on The grass, Buoyed by the scent of water – Wafting from an active Stream Like the impression Of safety within a dream.
The sky begins to grin Laughter in breezes licking Blooms, buds, emerging all over, Birds try Mozart on the wing Welcoming the joys of Spring. Lawnmowers come out of Their retirement finding They can roar and slash Again, demolish growth and grass; The turning wheel of time Season to season leaving, Joining creation in multiplication. Children beg for outside time Adults encourage homework Completed, then recreation; Grills abandon covers, gathering Fuel, beginning a slow-burn – Coaxing the best of flavors Out of all types of meat. Sandals, shorts, sundresses In dizzying colors appear Draping girls, women everywhere. Boys, men put aside much hiding For muscles viewed in shorts, tanks Enjoying nature’s fabulous celebration. Maybe time, even with its imperfections Hollers out opportune possibilities As LOVE makes its many advances.
There is no life in Blank pages of notebooks, journals, But every one waits However much time it takes Genuine pleasure to demonstrate. Willing to become The ground for thought come alive Words creating characters, lives, worlds Reaching the sources which hide, Calling to each who survives. What comes, part unknown The flow of something of its own To speed a heart, mind, Make sadness flee, happiness A sentence given, defined. Reckoned disposable Things said without contemplation Wreck havoc, devastation More care, kindness, love Universal reconciliation.
Prompt: Define why you believe creativity is crucial, either in words or visually.
Gratitude: Books newly begun. Feeling better this evening. A phone call last night. Knowing joy can be experienced even when happiness is not possible. Learning new things.
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When writing or art comes straight through the Muse (Creativity), it is easy to create, but it becomes a more complicated process when the inspiration dries up. One has to reach deeper, think harder, be more persistent, and attempt coaxing imagination out to play.
This state is not ideal. There is not a full-blown block, but work becomes a challenge.
Writers may find helpful short forms like haiku or tanka. Different locations may inspire many. Meeting and socializing with a variety of people can inspire unique perspectives. All creatives could benefit from novel experiences that inform creation. Craft books are often useful. Reading, video, and music can enchant and educate us, bringing fresh material to mind.
For those who engage in daily practice, continuing is essential. As in all things, one’s mastery benefits from not giving up.
Habits of calm and quiet can also induce states conducive to the breaking of creativity into consciousness. To slow down, invoke peace, still the racing of body and mind facilitates copious production.
Taking leave from the busyness of screens makes room for thoughts unbiased by advertisement, frantic activity, and media to surface. Constant immersion in the digital world can sometimes drain away originality.
Conversation with family, friends, and others may also add filler to the well. Long walks with rapt attention to surroundings can awaken capacities often drown in routine.
Always remember, love and creativity, though perhaps muted, are present. Do not quit. Capture hope, ideas, joy, for those are available and plentiful when actively pursued.
Gratitude: Visiting Richard, conversation, food, moments. Coming home allows less tension and stressful feelings. Not physically disciplining the Wookie for destroying my cushion. My command center. Talking to Alex and Reba.
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Writing is the thing that teaches us to understand the experience we cannot command or comprehend. Living is a riot, constant impressions, wild digressions, unbanished obsessions, mythic approximations, and passionate exhibitions.
Love is real, no poetic fairytale; it sometimes bites with destructive force. There are other times it breathes life back into a being near become a cold, bloodless corpse. Heedless, love carries headless need into ages where hearts aflame assuage the blame for falling again.
I. When what you most want Remains beyond ability You become adept Using CREATIVITY To fulfill some hopes and dreams.
II. I am not ideal But being real is enough For those loving me.
III. I have discovered The wild child passionate self Does exist still.
IV. I could sing you blue, Golden, or bright rainbow hues; I would disappear In the arrangement of notes, Unrecognized within you.
V. Love plays, tackling us, In fields where flowers obey Injunctions to fade; We are colors resisting What makes delight history.
Prompt: Create something showing how writing or art rescue from the forgetfulness of greedy insanity.
Thankfulness: No television to distract. Productiveness. Moleskine. Love. Creativity.
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