What is all creation but the expression of some deep, hidden, inner realms?
The connection I feel with the creative work I do always leaves me in a state of awe. Not over the supposed quality of the work itself, but the feelings and meanings that only then subtly fill the air.
It’s a notion of meeting something that appears to be foreign and out of this world, but understanding how its origin lies within you.
The strangeness of knowing how what’s in front of you now, once only existed somewhere deep within. With form being different, but its essence remaining the same.
Each Creation, a Mirror of the Soul
Everything that happens to us leads to discovering, mending, and embracing the cracks we acquired along the way.
All serves to aid in improving the connection between various parts of the self.
The creative work is one of those ways.
Such a divine way to meet forgotten parts of you again.
A sacred practice of restoring your voice, your power, and strength.
No connection ever felt as deep as the one I discovered with my creative work, because each of those pieces represents a part of me that I needed to hear again.
Each creation, a mirror of your soul.
When The Observer and the Observed Become One
How is it possible that something like that can even exist?
When we create, we become both the observer and the observed.
We are both the question and the answer.
When I create, I don’t bring into being pictures with different shapes and colours, or words that form new meanings.
When I create, I let go of what’s not meant to be held anymore.
Creation is transmuting dissonance into harmony.
Sorrow doesn’t stand in the way of joy; rather, it deepens it.
Closed doors become openings towards the new paths.
Where I was, where I am, and where I wish to be no longer exist separately, but align and blend into peace and clarity.
When I create, nothing stands in my way; rather, it lights up what was always there, only never seen before.
What Lies Beyond
What an incredibly rewarding journey. Every single decision I ever made to commit to creating, despite the tempest of fears and insecurities, was so immensely worth it.
When we look back at those fears that kept us stuck, they now appear so infinitely small.
Yet, how many lives have been wasted to bitterness and regret for never expressing what needed to be released?
We’re born wanderers in search of awe and harmony, with voices sealed, dying to explore, experience, and release.
What’s truly on the other side isn’t terror and failure you could never recover from, but vitality so strong you never believed possible to feel rushing through your bones.
So take your journey, answer your calls.
Create, explore, and express.
Be so divinely lost in rediscovering yourself.
