it's okay
In a perfect world I would continue in my breakdown of the creative process uninterrupted, but this week I need to be honest.
This week my creative process has consisted of distractions. I’ve knit when my anxiety got too high, and painted when my head got too full of feelings. I wrote when the words were flowing but otherwise it has been kind of dry this week. Not in my eyes, no my eyes are an ocean, but in the creativity, it’s just a distraction and a way to find some beauty in the middle of my grief.
And it’s okay to go find some beauty for myself while I continue to grieve, it’s okay that there’s some laughing in the middle of the weeping.
And it’s okay that all the creating did for me this week was put a bandaid on a bullet hole, it’s okay that all I did this week was try.
Grief really makes no apologies to it’s visitors, and I’ll make no mistake to try and kick grief out before it’s taught me all it will. But I have few words to write this week, and it’s okay that taking care myself has become my full time job.
Next week I’ll be back with more of the usual content on the creative process, this week all I really have to say is that it's okay to laugh while you cry.
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