There have been a couple of times in my life where I have thought to myself, "how did I do that?" During these times I couldn't help but think that I wasn't alone. Beating a black belt in point fighting after training for only a year? Successfully singing an aria a year ago which I still to this day cannot even begin to sing. I have a hard time believing that events such as these randomly occur as flukes.
Brilliant and inspiring! Sometimes I feel stuck, challenged to access creativity, partially because of the anxiety of its turn out. I love that she says to show up, even if something is not absolutely spectacular. It reminds me of the value of the "mundane" and "ordinary" moments.
I've often wondered why sometimes writing, dancing, painting etc. flows easily, effortlessly, fluidly and sometimes its like pulling teeth to get anything out. I am appreciating when she talked about showing up for your part of the creative job either way.
wow, this is really awesome. Learning how to let go of and hold gently the creative impulse has been a learning process for me, but in doing so I have gained trust that these impulses and information and insights will come back to me when I need them. They're always there, lingering in the void
I love this explanation of something that feels and seems so unexplainable. Her story about the woman whose poems moved through her illustrates for me how inspiration is sometimes completely felt...sensed. No thoughts or rationalizations or criticisms. Simply a gift that she had access to for only a moment, and then it would move on.
This really points at the ways in which our culture has silenced feelings and emotions as legitimate ways of understanding our thoughts and inspirations. We now medicalize and rationalize everything away to the point where we don't even recognize a felt sense as Real. Our experiences and imaginations are just that, imagined... not existing in the "real world" where only time and money and resources matter.
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There have been a couple of times in my life where I have thought to myself, "how did I do that?" During these times I couldn't help but think that I wasn't alone. Beating a black belt in point fighting after training for only a year? Successfully singing an aria a year ago which I still to this day cannot even begin to sing. I have a hard time believing that events such as these randomly occur as flukes.
ReplyDeleteYes we are enveloped in mystery!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant and inspiring! Sometimes I feel stuck, challenged to access creativity, partially because of the anxiety of its turn out. I love that she says to show up, even if something is not absolutely spectacular. It reminds me of the value of the "mundane" and "ordinary" moments.
ReplyDeleteI've often wondered why sometimes writing, dancing, painting etc. flows easily, effortlessly, fluidly and sometimes its like pulling teeth to get anything out. I am appreciating when she talked about showing up for your part of the creative job either way.
wow, this is really awesome. Learning how to let go of and hold gently the creative impulse has been a learning process for me, but in doing so I have gained trust that these impulses and information and insights will come back to me when I need them. They're always there, lingering in the void
ReplyDeleteI love this explanation of something that feels and seems so unexplainable. Her story about the woman whose poems moved through her illustrates for me how inspiration is sometimes completely felt...sensed. No thoughts or rationalizations or criticisms. Simply a gift that she had access to for only a moment, and then it would move on.
ReplyDeleteThis really points at the ways in which our culture has silenced feelings and emotions as legitimate ways of understanding our thoughts and inspirations. We now medicalize and rationalize everything away to the point where we don't even recognize a felt sense as Real. Our experiences and imaginations are just that, imagined... not existing in the "real world" where only time and money and resources matter.
This was very cool:)