I wait for something brilliant to ride the wave from my brain to my fingers.
I delete most of that sentence a as it feels too stupid to occupy space on the monitor.
I add it back, remembering it is the process, not the product – at least much of the time. At least for right now.
This afternoon I went to the Art and Spirituality Center and created, just for creativity’s sake.
I don’t usually go there to finish anything, ever, these days. I go there to make progress and for the most part, to allow myself to get lost in the creative process found when projects are stacked in piles and randomly selected for attention. I realize this is more than likely unusual. Most people go with a set intention and leave satisfied.
I am at the point in my creative life it is best to go simply to go and allow the process to scoop up the moment and pop out whatever wants to be born rather than me forcing something into fruition.
First this cast off garage sale find then that stencil on that piece of long forgotten wood, waiting to be escorted to the dumpster until I came along, optimistically believing something would want to be born on its tawny skin other then nothingness. I wasn’t particularly pleased with all of what I did today, but I was pleased to have made progress.
I was pleased to playfully experiment without feeling an attachment to any particular outcome.
I didn’t have to come home with a woven potholder or a greeting card to be sent to no one since my address book was lost so long ago IU have no idea where to look for it.
My mind flutters to ice cream prior to leaping on the very short bandwagon topic of annoying people before I close my eyes and stop the freight train threatening the keyboard.
I shut this document for three days.
When I return, I note while this isn’t necessarily brilliant – actually, it isn’t brilliant at all – it serves a significant purpose. There are some interesting word combinations and I enjoy seeing this youngish version of me showing up so readily and so authentically at the keyboard.
I cherish that about myself.
I also cherish the concept of progress above all. I admire my ability to passionately pursue creativity without attachment to any particular outcome.
I cherish the reality that I am going to swing way out of my comfort zone and publish this on my blog as is.
No editing my voice or prettying up this phrase or that: I am simply going to go unabashedly with what is here now.
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Julie Jordan Scott is a writer, creative life coach, speaker, performance poet, Mommy and mixed-media artist. Her word-love themed art will be for sale at a First Friday soon, when it is warmer than it was in December!, in Downtown Bakersfield. Check out the links below to follow her on a bunch of different social media channels, especially if you find the idea of a Word-Love Party bus particularly enticing.
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