Creativity Flows

I believe that creativity is meant to flow. Like a garden or a river, it carries on even when we aren’t looking. Because I believe that the sound still shakes the forest when the tree falls. 


In October of 2020, just three weeks shy of exactly 2 years ago, I wrote a piece titled The Garden. To be blunt my writing has become greatly refined in these two years, so its not my best piece but it did signal the beginning. The beginning of me coming to truly understanding creativity and how it works, how it looks in my everyday life. 


I came to the understanding that when I didn’t create I was doing myself a disservice. Creativity like any other tool, can be used to for great majesty or for great harm. And my lack of action, my inattentiveness to my river of creativity causes problems. 


If I never pull water from the river it will flood the banks. If I never harvest from the garden the plants will take over and gum up all the gears. If I never act on the creativity I’ve been given it will either rot and being to stink or it gets stuck in the pipes and causes a traffic jam. 


Creativity is meant to flow, meant to move, to happen, to continue, it is not meant not intend to sit and wait. Creativity is a thing of action not passivity. It is why you find artists who seem to find creating violent, there’s a lack of balance there. Creativity sounds like such a fluffy word, sounds like it is only meant to be associated with childhood, I beg to differ. Creativity can feel like such violence, because we are meant to prevent the flood not stop it as it goes on. Taking a cup everyday, rather than trying to take bucket after bucket once a year, is much calmer. 


I find it much healthier to walk the marathon everyday, than try and fail to sprint it every few months. 


There is meant to be seasons and changing and flowing and growing and sailing. Creativity doesn’t really have and on off switch, not one that I’ve ever found. So it is my job, my full time job to be a good steward to my creativity. 



Happy creating, and be blessed. <3

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