Creativity
After "all these years" of trying to find out who it is I am, I think I've finally achieved the search. Of all the attributes that help to make me up, being loving, honest, loyal, faithful, funny, hard working, and passionate, are among my top. Of these however and above all rest, I am a scripturient, always having an incessant need to write.
Days when I have not took pen to paper, hands to keyboard, I've felt lost, empty even, without any knowledge as to what it is I am missing. Alas I have found what that emptiness is. If I am not writing, I am not really being. It is a part of my soul that I have never been able to explain and a part of my being that feels deeper than anything else.
Although love swims happily throughout my heart and soul…writing is something that only I have, that only belongs to me. When I am being creative, I also feel most at peace and content within. The world we live in is more than fucked up these days-it's more that quite sad. It's a place that I never fully understood or even recognized when I was a little girl and a place that I could have never imagined could be bad. Naivety is at its peak at a young age and boy how it gave me an imagination that only children can truly appreciate.
As adults, I find that most of us are in a hurry to get somewhere, do something, be someone, that we forget the precious gift we are all born with-creativity. As kids, we had crayons and coloring books, literature full of eye-popping, breathtaking, marvelous art, yards to run and play in, stories to create and tell, a life full of creating. Nowadays, we are all too careless with our needs, our passions, our purpose.
I look up to those I love who are already living their passion, who are still making their dreams a reality even when their dreams have already become, and those who use their creativity every day, in several different ways that only they understand, to be happy, laugh, smile, cry, breathe, live, love, and move forward.
They are the souls I idolize, they are the souls that guide me in the right direction when I have found myself off track. They too however, are the ones who allow me to go off course so that I can be brave, strong, aware, conscious, and determined to find the path on my own.
How I once thought or saw love, is now a completely different ideal that only my heart knows. But if there is one thing I know for sure is that when you find the people who do the things above-pay attention, listen, take it all in, appreciate it, and just let it be the beauty that it is.
I've recently become insanely obsessed with washi tape and decorating my Erin Condren Life Planner. I love going to Michael's to shop for tapes and stickers, anything to get my creative juices flowing. I love creating different patterns and textures, bringing to life a planner that speaks volumes to who I am at the core. When you stop looking for a hobby, for your calling if you will, I think it just comes to you on its own. Writing has always been my thing and so has anything art related. Scrapbooking, doodling, painting, pen collecting, journal collecting, sticker loving, washi tape obsessed, reading endlessly-all of me.
It's been a rough past two months-Summer's are always my hardest time of the year. My goal for the remainder of the year is to get at least half way through my book writing, write more on my blog, journal, washi, read, and be as present as ever before. When I am not present, I cannot be creative and that in itself is always a detriment.
I am so incredibly blessed and grateful for the people in my life who love me so easily, even when I am not too lovable to be around. I am learning more everyday and that feeling and truth is something I always used to block off. I don't ever want to waste my time or energy on things I cannot control, on the fears that hold me back, on the worries that may never come, and on the actions of others that have no reflection on my own life.
I live for these moments now, the ones that always and still, take my breath away. In the easy silence that I more often than not, strive to create noise, I am finding a calmness I never knew could exist. In the laughter and glances of a man I love, the sound of my mother's voice, brother and sister banter, and sister and sister "Scandal" gossip…I am most happiest. We may all think we "need" this or that in life…and maybe some of us do…..but all I need and want are the same things-the real, raw, honest, amazing, loving, hilarious, hard, scary, unknown moments with those I love.
And creativity..always!
**All images via Pinterest**
Days when I have not took pen to paper, hands to keyboard, I've felt lost, empty even, without any knowledge as to what it is I am missing. Alas I have found what that emptiness is. If I am not writing, I am not really being. It is a part of my soul that I have never been able to explain and a part of my being that feels deeper than anything else.
Although love swims happily throughout my heart and soul…writing is something that only I have, that only belongs to me. When I am being creative, I also feel most at peace and content within. The world we live in is more than fucked up these days-it's more that quite sad. It's a place that I never fully understood or even recognized when I was a little girl and a place that I could have never imagined could be bad. Naivety is at its peak at a young age and boy how it gave me an imagination that only children can truly appreciate.
As adults, I find that most of us are in a hurry to get somewhere, do something, be someone, that we forget the precious gift we are all born with-creativity. As kids, we had crayons and coloring books, literature full of eye-popping, breathtaking, marvelous art, yards to run and play in, stories to create and tell, a life full of creating. Nowadays, we are all too careless with our needs, our passions, our purpose.
I look up to those I love who are already living their passion, who are still making their dreams a reality even when their dreams have already become, and those who use their creativity every day, in several different ways that only they understand, to be happy, laugh, smile, cry, breathe, live, love, and move forward.
They are the souls I idolize, they are the souls that guide me in the right direction when I have found myself off track. They too however, are the ones who allow me to go off course so that I can be brave, strong, aware, conscious, and determined to find the path on my own.
How I once thought or saw love, is now a completely different ideal that only my heart knows. But if there is one thing I know for sure is that when you find the people who do the things above-pay attention, listen, take it all in, appreciate it, and just let it be the beauty that it is.
I've recently become insanely obsessed with washi tape and decorating my Erin Condren Life Planner. I love going to Michael's to shop for tapes and stickers, anything to get my creative juices flowing. I love creating different patterns and textures, bringing to life a planner that speaks volumes to who I am at the core. When you stop looking for a hobby, for your calling if you will, I think it just comes to you on its own. Writing has always been my thing and so has anything art related. Scrapbooking, doodling, painting, pen collecting, journal collecting, sticker loving, washi tape obsessed, reading endlessly-all of me.
It's been a rough past two months-Summer's are always my hardest time of the year. My goal for the remainder of the year is to get at least half way through my book writing, write more on my blog, journal, washi, read, and be as present as ever before. When I am not present, I cannot be creative and that in itself is always a detriment.
I am so incredibly blessed and grateful for the people in my life who love me so easily, even when I am not too lovable to be around. I am learning more everyday and that feeling and truth is something I always used to block off. I don't ever want to waste my time or energy on things I cannot control, on the fears that hold me back, on the worries that may never come, and on the actions of others that have no reflection on my own life.
I live for these moments now, the ones that always and still, take my breath away. In the easy silence that I more often than not, strive to create noise, I am finding a calmness I never knew could exist. In the laughter and glances of a man I love, the sound of my mother's voice, brother and sister banter, and sister and sister "Scandal" gossip…I am most happiest. We may all think we "need" this or that in life…and maybe some of us do…..but all I need and want are the same things-the real, raw, honest, amazing, loving, hilarious, hard, scary, unknown moments with those I love.
And creativity..always!
**All images via Pinterest**
Very nice Kimmie.
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