In life we go through phases and we tend to ebb and flow in to and out of situations that help us to learn and grow. I wrote a post about creativity on my blog a little over a year ago in September 2016 (also posted below). At that time, I was in the middle of many changes in my life. Part of this change was to abandon perfectionism and to continually find ways to nurture my creative self.
There have been phases in my life where I was not doing much creatively except perhaps with gardening or cooking. I may not have been practicing my spirituality outwardly at times but I was never disconnected from it either. I have always found a link with the creator through nature especially. But I have, at times, forgotten that I too am a creator.
I am presently finding many ways to express my creative self. It’s a beautiful process that allows me to celebrate the joy of life. The purpose of living this life is to experience the dark and the light, the good and the bad, and to celebrate that which moves us. For me it is the love and light in my heart that I want to focus on the most. My intuition guides me as I let the creativity flow forth and this is truly a blessing. My jewelry and creative pursuits are featured on the Tools for Spirit page and can also be seen in my Etsy shop at SonyaJulieCreative.
I encourage you to take time for creativity, perhaps giving yourself permission to be creative if there has been a complete void. Being good enough or “talented” is not a requirement. Try anything and everything! Get your hands into clay or dough, try drawing or painting, try music or dance, find a coloring book, do a search for local art centers or classes. Find videos for inspiration and try new things. Find something that brings out your inner joy – that childlike joy that brings you to that space of ease. Most importantly have fun.
I have decided that I need to be much more creative. That I need to return to that joyous feeling of creating without expectation. I want to play with clay, paint, and beads. I want to dance, sing, play instruments, write poems, and share my story through art.
I loved artistic projects as a little girl. I was never concerned with doing something the right way, I just created. And it was fun.
I have artists on both sides of my family. My aunt was a graphic artist for the local phone company and designed ads for the phone book by hand. Each year for Christmas she would give me a big box filled with all sizes and types of paper, pencils, pens, crayons, markers, and all manner of art supplies. It would vary from year to year and it was always fun. I always felt so happy and grateful for my annual box of art supplies.
I would create dioramas with shoe boxes, mobiles, window art, sculpture, and more. I loved to draw, paint, color, and create. I would fashion flowers from paper, make cars from boxes, and sculpt the earth outdoors.
I learned guitar as a young girl and as I grew older I learned to play the flute along with the penny whistle, basic piano, accordion, bass drum, and any instrument I could get my hands on.
In middle school I would draw mazes and write stories. I learned photography and I learned to dye fabric. I learned the basics of architecture and drew grand homes. I sketched out ideas for fashionable outfits and clothing patterns.
In my early twenties I learned to make jewelry and began to sell it on consignment. I sewed clothing without patterns, wrote poetry, and continued to draw and paint. I made dreamcatchers and suncatchers to hang from windows and walls. I would express myself through dance and singing. I felt so alive when I created.
Then came college years, work years, and times of difficulty.
And then it all seemed to stop. I moved to a different home, packed up the beads and art supplies – much of it getting buried in a storage unit and the remainder in a dark attic. My only artistic outlet became gardening during times of depression and poor health. It certainly helped in times of sorrow to ground myself with my connection to the earth as my tears soaked into the soil as I created life and hope through planting little bits of life. The birds chirped, letting me know that joy was just around the corner, only if I would be brave enough to seek it.
I recovered slowly and I began writing again. And I would draw once in a while, maybe color a picture. I started learning to cook and that could be a creative outlet. But my creative self seemed to be a thing of the past. I missed that young artistic woman who was me once. The one who created freely with abandon and joy. What happened?
I began to write more and I knew it was something I needed to do more of – but I quietly worried that I wouldn’t write about the right things, that somehow I wasn’t doing it the correct way. I feared what others would think. I would start the introduction to a book and quit after a few pages or the first chapter.
I went to a Traditional Arts weekend and painted with water colors, played with batik dyes, and rolled dough in my hands as I formed yeasty balls that would bake into golden loaves. I learned to waltz to Cajun music and admired art.
I pulled out the beads, dusted and sorted the rich colors of the beautiful earthy materials and began making bracelets and necklaces again.
I learned that perfectionism was my enemy and that I could enjoy life whether I was in control or not. That nothing has to be a certain way. That surprises are fun.
Slowly my creative self returns and with that return I am feeling more alive and joyous. I feel an urgency to return to my creative roots, as though I have abandoned myself and I have been left parched in an empty desert. I seek to bury my hands in clay, string beads, write songs, and play with colors. Textures, sounds, and words waiting to happen. Through me. I must now be brave and courageous. Fear will not do. I have overcome many dark and difficult things to arrive at these days of joy. And the story of my journey must be shared. It is time.
Each of us has a unique story and path that we travel. How we live our stories defines who we are. In the Awakening Spirit 1.1 Workshop we will explore spiritual concepts and practices that enable you to create meaning and purpose in your life over the course of four weeks. By becoming your own divinely guided authority, you will learn to set boundaries, clear out that which no longer serves you, and learn to adapt techniques that will help you move forward on your unique path.
We will explore topics such as mindfulness, setting intentions, understanding intuition, implementing boundaries and self-care, the power of visualization, recognizing synchronicity and divine guidance, engaging energy management and coping skills, understanding dreams, discovering community, finding courage and realizing joyful creativity. Also, things like astrology, angels, karma, tarot, chakras and past lives will come up as well. There is a large amount of spiritual content in the world and being able to discern what speaks to your soul is important so that you can best serve yourself.
By getting in touch with your inner self you can better connect with the world around you and find your own path. Coming into alignment strengthens your physical self through healing, your mental self through control, and your spiritual self through awakening that which is already within you.
This workshop is a safe and fun way to explore spirituality in a private group environment in the privacy of your own space. This course will consist of four weeks of materials that are distributed via email and in a private online Facebook forum where we discuss materials, ask questions, and share with our classmates. The workshop includes a private 30-minute session with me, Sonya, and will take place on Zoom and will be scheduled in advance.
Where: in the comfort of your own private space
Exchange $111.00 USD
When: We begin on Tuesday, October 24th and continue for four weeks until Tuesday, November 21st.