Ever felt this?

Art can be anything. The pattern for the meme is a kitchen rug. If you look carefully at your surroundings, you will find the opportunity for creativity in perhaps, mundane things. There is so much beauty in the world that we often overlook. We live for something to overwhelm us when there is much in our lives that when looked at with open eyes reveals its unique character.

Look around, see if there is something which can be incorporated into an interesting and arresting creation. Each of us is capable of making something out of almost nothing. The fabric of the universe, of our day, is ours to explore and use in myriad ways to further our creative impulse.

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© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan



You are a gift from the hand of the Creator…
Be aware of your importance…

In all places, times, persons, there has never been another exactly like you. You are a wonder and treasure. You have gifts, talents, thoughts, ideas, expressions, and emotions that are entirely remarkable. There is a purpose to your existence.

You are a perfect manifestation of the love of God. You have power and worth. Your ability to create is unlimited. You are a blessing. You have no neediness or wantingness, for all abundance continually accrues toward you.

You are beautiful for you are a creature made in God’s own image. You are an eternal being of love. Your actions and words are right and good. You have no reason to fear.

Love flows from you into the world, changing lives. You inspire others to reach for their higher selves. They see their greatness reflected in your eyes and your actions toward them.

Every day you become more. You are always growing into the person you want to be. You are aware and awake to whom you are. God inhabits your world and you personally. With this unity, you can do miracles.

You are sure of your competence and of God. The light and love of the Savior infuse you. You are vastly talented, supremely creative because that is who you are.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Wednesday, April 12, 2000

You may notice this is from one of my prompts that I shared. Originally written in the first person it was also set in color.

I hope you will think of how precious you are and how great influence you may have on the world through the use of your creative talents.

Thank you so much for visiting Haphazard Creative, please use the follow button or come back often. You are welcome to leave your comments and share something you created here. Spend your days as much as possible, creating what will move the world. Take care.

Redirect your day


Every day we experience a variety of emotions and moods. These influence and inspire our creativity. As an exercise, think about the sentiment or mood that dominated the day. Go back into that state, if only in thought. Pick something that seemed to cause it and explore that a few minutes.

When the feeling is dominant create a character or begin a work of art that displays the emotion or mood and see how it works out. Let this be an imagined creation, not based on reality. Write or work as long as is comfortable, then continue a bit more. Often when we go beyond our limits and push ourselves, we will find an unexpected breakthrough wherein the genius lies.

This is a way to integrate creativity into our lives and sometimes find resolutions to problems or situations we are struggling to solve. The creative impulse not only allows us to do works we imagine, but it helps us deal with the things that trouble our days. It is a major contributor to our happiness and success. No one finds a new way forward without engaging creativity in their lives. Innovation is always sparked by the efforts of creative imagination.

Our goals going forward should mingle our creative imagination with our engagement with reality, so that our days may become more joyful and happiness filled.

I hope this has sparked your imagination to create something. It is my wish to encourage and inspire you. Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. There is a button which allows you to follow the website. Please come back often. Fill your days with moments of creativity, and you will find life more rewarding and less trying. Take care.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

The forge, the rain


I once told someone,
We have to walk through the fire
To reach the other side,
Where the cleansing rain falls down
Washing all the smut away.

I can say the truth
Is the fire can burn away
All the reasons why
We want to hold on to ways
That no longer serve our aid.

People are like gold
Smelted in fire to force out
Impurities which
We must lose to become who
We are meant to truly be.

The rain can cool us
So we do nothing quick, rash,
It restores our peace
Making us aware we are
Only strangers passing here.

There will come times
When the firing is over
We move through the rain
And then we will be wrapped in
Linen white as untrod snow.

So now, remember,
The furnace is only here
To forge character,
Refreshing rain will bring
A sweet, forever surcease.


Now it is your turn. Stir up that creativity that lives in you and write, draw, photograph, or compose something that expresses traveling from one emotional or mental state of confusion or trouble to one where there are comfort and a continuation of goodness in life.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope something touched your heart and inspired or encouraged you. We all have burdens, but often they lighten when detailed in text or artwork. There is a follow button you can click, or you may return at your leisure. I hope your day is all you dream it can be. Smile, today is a piece of eternity. Take care.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Monday, September 11, 2017




The buildings fell down
The smoke clouds have all dispersed,
But today, today,
Even with the years gone past
None of us has forgotten.

There is a shadow
Lingering over us, all
Likely never will
Be free of the memory
Tattooed across every mind,

Written on each heart
In scars, time cannot disguise,
Loss, tears, oceans deep
Pain the world cannot comfort
Innocence, safety, gone; lost.

Everything is changed,
September eleventh was
The day war came home
Made itself a part, fabric,
America’s life writ large.

Peace is still wanted
But we will never back down
Giving up our ground,
Let them call us bloody brave
Courageous, forever free.

No challenge we face
Is too large for our country,
We are forged in fire
We neither run or give up
One nation under God, all as one.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Monday, September 11, 2017