One of the things that brings me deep satisfaction is spending time in my studio. Playing with jewelry designs, gluing bits of papers and getting my fingers full of paint are some of the most blissful ways I can spend my time. It is therapy, meditation and prayer all wrapped into one glorious package just waiting for me to take the time to receive it's myriad of gifts.
All human beings have an inate urge to create. Most of us loose our connection to our creativity in our early school years when we were told we were not artistic enough or we didn't draw or paint like the teacher. As our inner expressions of joy were becoming less spontaneous, we started comparing our forms of creativity with our friends and school mates, judging our own attempts as inferior. Unless we knew deep in our hearts we were artists or we were fortunate enough to have supportive teachers and parents, we slowly began closing the door, little by little, on our own personal Wonderland.
I have a tendency to put off the things that are really good for me unless I have the exact amount of time I "think" I need to accomplish my objective. Like an hour for the treadmill or an afternoon free to putter around with art supplies. I am trying to retrain myself to use the time available for these activities instead of holding out for perfect circumstances. A half hour on the treadmill or spent with glue and paint in my journal are much more beneficial than no time at all. I'm off to play a little before my schedule kicks into high gear!
