Sense of Creativity

Sense of creativity:

for my own sense of creativity, it’s a liberating moment, to approach the page with no idea of theme or even first word, just an openness to allow the morning to be expressed however it unfolds, trusting that the page will fill, and that the words will offer something with their meaning. It’s a modest goal, or more simply the release of goals so that inspiration can flow without the hindrance of my interference and demands,

to write, without the presence of an author.

it’s a liberating moment, yes, but still one of uncertainty — that even after years of this practice there remains a trace of doubt, an urge to gain control and force words to appear on the terms of my will and schedule. There’s still a wish to make myself the author, claiming every word as under my own control and inspiration. Yet that’s not how creativity works, not my own sense, it’s all too spontaneous for me to play anything but a part within it’s flow, being a process and not a singular act of writing on my own.

my own sense of creativity urges me to let go, to allow and belong within the process, claiming only to be an essential part of its dynamics, an aspect of its flow. It’s with this letting go that a theme begins to appear, words fit with certain meaning, writing happens now with grace and ease. There’s no struggle here, words simply…