Cup of Creation
It is not uncommon to hear people say, “Oh, I’m not the creative type, when referring to their individual artistic ability. “I don’t have a creative bone in my body – you are either born that way or not.”
I call B.S. on that one. Sure if I drew a picture it would resemble the work of a first grader, but creativity has all kinds of avenues, a plethora of directions to take, and it is our own minds that put up the Dead End sign.
Just this week, I painted our downstairs bathroom. Sure my husband would have cut in more precisely, taped everything, not spilled as much paint on the floor as I did, but what matter is I dipped the paint brush into the bucked and added colors to the walls with my own creative flare. You can’t compare one person’s creativity with another’s, that’s just self sabotage; you’re just setting yourself up for failure.
We all have possibility; it’s up to us to tap into it. And as Oprah says in this month’s issue of her magazine, “Life is a big ol’ canvas. And you have every combination of colors to paint with.”
We just let ourselves come up with excuses…”I don’t have all the money Oprah has” OR “I wasn’t born with creativity.”
I used paint this week I had left over in the garage, no trip to the hardware store. I used the creativity I was born with, that I usually let stay buried when I listen to the voice that says “My husband is a better painter”, or some other line of cow puckey.
The creative act can be small; arranging a vase of tulips, adding new spices to your pot of soup, writing a thank you note on hand made stationary on the back of a napkin, planting a primrose on your front porch, rearranging furniture, making a valentine – but the results are anything but small. You tap into a place that is begging for attention and you give yourself a little refill.
A bit of color not only brightens your world...it taps into your creative side.