Thursday, September 24, 2009


When I was in my 20's, I wrote plays. I loved writing plays...and actually had a couple of them published. Didn't make any money on it, but it sure was a good feeling to know that I had created something. But my ex-husband was a want-to-be actor who couldn't stand the attention that 'I' was getting and did whatever necessary to sabotage my work...from sitting at the table across from me and singing at the top of his lungs to picking a fight. Eventually, I packed up my typewriter (no computer in those days) and put it away. I am not going to say it didn't did...but I had never once thought that I was ever going to make a career out of writing plays...It was giving up something that was my birthright. Creativity is a powerful and deeply spiritual birthright that each of us have been given as a gift; it is a primal desire to express our unique and individual selves.

Well, it wasn't long before I found a new hobby, a new release...Crocheting...Soon, everyone was getting gifts of hats and skarfs. After that, it was making beaded jewelry. Now, this I wanted to start a business with, but it never got off the ground...but I sure did love the feeling of accomplishment I had when a piece was finished. Somewhere along the line I let it go. I guess it was when I decided to go back to school. Here I was raising two young boys, working full-time, and taking classes at night. I was still with my awful there was little help there. I had to let something go...and that was my creativity. And it was many, many years before I got it back.

Although my husband and I had long since parted, the boys had become men, school was completed long ago, that creative part of my life was still missing and as much as I tried to get it back, I found there were things in life that I could no longer do. Years of typing have left me with carpal tunnel so crocheting was out and my eyesight is not what it once was so the intricate little piecework of beading was out of the question. I resolved myself to letting that part of my life go.

As busy as I might be with full-time work and Druid classes, something seemed to be missing from my life for although the creative fires may have been dampened from life's circumstances up to this point, they were waiting, smoldering, waiting to be rebuilt. And because creativity and wisdom are fraternal twins, tending the creative fires is a wonderful way to ignite and awaken to our wisdom. And there are so many ways to express our creativity. Some of them might surprise you.

It was a little over a month ago when a member of my Yahoo group turned me on to blogging. At first, I thought, "They're nice, but it's not me." And then one day I said, "Well, let me give this a try. Let me see what it is all about." And that was it for me; I have to say I was hooked. One blog turned into five in a short time...Addicted, yes, but, the truth be told, blogging is an expression of our creativity. Our blogs become an extension of us, our wisdom, our creativity.

If you find your lacking that creative part of your life, re-awaken it as I did. Close your eyes and take a few deep breaths. As you inhale say, "I am" and as you exhale say, "creative." Visualize yourself tending a beautiful, vibrant, controlled fire. Enjoy it in whichever way feels good to you. This is YOUR creative fire. What sparks do you feel need to be fanned? What passionate part of it needs to express itself more freely in order to feed your soul?"

Thank you, Sobeit.


  1. Yeah, isn't blogging great? Have you ever read Julia Cameron's book, The Artist's Way? If not, you might like it.

  2. Ah Mary, I am so glad that you have found the wonderful creativity that can yours when you allow yourself to just let go and create. Oddly enough as you were posting this, I was posting about the 'nuts of inspiration' in my Mists of Avalon blog... Rather ironic isn't it.