I was wondering what I should write about today because really I’d rather just sit down and have a chat with you instead. I’d tell you how it poured buckets and I got drenched running from the car to the house a mere 6 steps. Or how sometimes the beauty around me makes me literally feel like I will fly to pieces. Truth be told I wondered what I should write at all. And then the clouds parted and the sun came waltzing into my room all radiant and lit on fire an idea in my mind. Racing into the next room I snatched my paints and brushes, ripped paper, and thanked the Lord that all of my art supplies were no longer packed away. With only 10 minutes to catch the laughing sun as she danced to bed I had to go be decisive. Strokes came sure and fast and I didn’t have time to rethink anything. It didn’t have to be perfect but I needed something for a post. Feathers formed under the whispy brush hairs and when I was done I grabbed the last rays winking through the trees to illuminate it. And I liked it. I know exactly what I’m going to write on it and what pages it will get tucked between.
So what did this little endeavor teach me? Well if you’re stuck in a creative rut find something else creative to do. If you love to write but can’t craft words at the moment go swish paint on a canvas. If you are building a table and it’s not what you envisioned go take a picture. No matter what your creative “thing” is if it feels dead go find something else to enliven it. The brilliant thing about creativity is that there isn’t a set of rules. Feel free to paint outside the lines. Whatever you do please don’t stop creating. Find a new outlet for a while if you need to. In the end the sun always comes back out.