I am in love

I am in love

with

my imagination.

The relationship I have with it now as an adult with a bank account,

mortgage,

and mutual funds

is more challenging than the one I had in my basement when I was 13.
I would lie in my bedroom with wallpaper-flowers, the Prince record blasting up to the kitchen, letting my mind play pictures and fantasies of what I wanted to experience.
Wishes and real-feeling scenes so far unlike the Iowa town where I lived.

It was ritual – to daydream. Daily.

I called it planning.

As a grown-up

I remember

my imagination is still my best partner, my friend

when I stop making it my enemy.

I understand

I must pause

breathe

and dream the same way I did in my bedroom with flowers.

A daydream, a plan, a mental massage that I truly love.

Do you question yourself?

Are you a writer?  Artist?  Choreographer?  Entrepreneur?

You know how it feels to come to the page, surface, floor, computer and make art and business happen.

You know how it feels to make money or not.

You know how it feels to question yourself, devalue your worth, need to create, wish for help.

You know how it feels to have a zillion good ideas.

You know how it feels to finish a project or start a bunch of projects that never fully make it to the END.

You know how it feels to never even START to bring a great idea to form because your queue is backed up with emotion and sabotage.

write every day

I’m writing a book [among other creative things].

Why?

Well, the answer is difficult to explain.  I’m writing a book because there’s no space within me that doesn’t want to write it.

But there is doubt, fear, pause, perfection, terror [bigger than fear], wonder – all exhausting me from tapping out the words.

I’m moving like a snail.

self-confidence

This helped like a gift from GOD[DESS].

[beware of maybe 5 or 6 S-bombs... cursing!}

Elizabeth Gilbert keeps helping writers and artists make peace with the creative nature.  

And this {JK Rowling} gave me another perspective.  It gave purpose.  

{The good part comes after her opening}

You will be gently stirred by these thoughts on the craft.