Musings after a Snowstorm
Isn't it pretty?
Just a quick post tonight. I want to get back in the habit of posting here at least once a week and the clock is ticking. Outside they’re finally clearing out all the snow that has fallen in the last day so I’ll be able to go outside tomorrow.
This week has been a lot of messaging about finding more joy. Turns out my procrastination has been because I’ve been bored. (Thanks, Sam Bennett! She mentions this in her latest book, The 15-Minute Method, which I bought when it came out a year ago and only now am I getting around to reading.)
I have been thinking a lot about reconnecting to my creativity. I haven’t written any fiction in 5 years, and no original fiction for at least a decade. I started doing Julia Cameron’s morning pages (which did get me back to consistently journalling), and looked again at the notes I made when I started reading Denise Jaden’s Story Sparks years ago and never continued.
Today though, I got a good talking to by some of my intuition class posse. I was shown that I have so many stories just about my life that I can use them as a start off point for any fiction. Or I can just let go of trying to write fiction at all and just tell those stories, whether it’s like the 10 minute talks I did for moMondays or creating a one-woman show.
I have been having a blast the last couple of weeks at karaoke doing big party songs, challenging myself to completely lean in to my performer self. But after our host did a beautiful touching song as a tribute to all of us, I used my final song to do a song that connects with me on a deep emotional level. I can play both ends if only I risk it. And I can completely incorporate the music in the stories I tell. In fact, I did that with my very first moMondays talk.
Basically, I was told to just push the block aside and stop looking for my creativity. It’s already inside me. Get out of my own way and let it out. So I’ve started writing a story, just a couple of paragraphs so far, but it’s a start. It’s a fictionalization of a situation I found myself in and I’m looking to see where it’s going to go.
I can always create a world with my pen where I get everything I wanted, travel places I’ve never been, have adventures I rarely allowed myself to have. I needed to be reminded of that. You have that ability too, even if you’re not a writer. One of the greatest gifts of being human is imagination.
I ordered myself some word search books. One also has colouring pages. My inner child is thrilled. Maybe I’ll go play in a snowbank tomorrow. When was the last time we had so much snow?