The creative and spiritual journey of a (textile) recycler. . .

I have thought about starting a blog for a long time now. I just couldn’t seem to get started. I thought. . what would I say, what would I do and really . . . . . who would care.

Last year I had the great fortune to witness a ‘happening’. As a spouse at a reunion (I know, groan) I was both an observer and participant. This reunion was attended by some of the most creative and talented people on the face of the planet. Really, no exaggeration! But many were holding onto life long insecurities. They didn’t think they were talented enough and embarrassed to perform in front of each other for fear of . . who knows . . . finger pointing, whispers, laughter, ridicule of some sort for sure. Once it was revealed that many shared the same feelings, the healing began. And I was the lucky one. I got to witness it all and benefit as well.

So, the message is that we all think we are not good enough compared to someone else, but we are. Don’t let your fears and insecurities stop you. We can’t measure our own success by someone else’s talents.

This revelation and the kindness / support of strangers has propelled my creative journey to a place I had given up ever getting to. Tho I thought my creative juices were dried up forever, they have merely been reawakened. Many thanks to all involved in my process, including in-part . . Victoria B, Mrs. W., Charles Mc., Claudia H, Mary B, Cindy G, Sandy B, Traci B., Kat C, and my IAA family. So, thank you. I dedicate this blog to all of you!

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Life's too challenging to be creative

Ugh. Again... side tracked by life... How do people find the time and energy to be creative when so many crazy things are happening around them. Since my last post, in part, I have had a 5 day power outage in 100 degree weather, no phones for over a week, bedridden for a month - twice - due to allergies, still trying to finish the clean- up from last years flood, and working through an unwelcome situation in the family, Alzheimers. Working with family long distance to get anothers home packed, donated, given away, sold and then physically moved to another state was daunting enough, but the time and paperwork once landed has been a new full time job. 

You might say "well, create something to relieve the stress". I have found it just too stressful to even try. It's not that I don't have ideas. It's not that I lack the bits and pieces of things to use. It's not that I don't have the desire. I just sit and look at all my 'treasures' and feel like I need to be doing something for someone else, not myself. I feel guilty even trying. I just haven't been able to get over that hump. I'm pooped out...too pooped to create. But don't count me out all together. I know that I'll bounce back soon.... as soon as the allergies go away and take the head pounding, scratchy throat, itchy eyes and gagging, away....
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