It's not that I am not creative. I create for clients. There are articles and essays I post on various social media sites, including my blogs. However, poetry and prose have languished in my past.
2025 is up for grabs. In the United States, we have a new administration that faced challenges the first time around. The future feels uncertain.
My head is down, looking at the path I'm on and how to make the best of this one life I have been given.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" from The Summer Day by Mary Oliver
Revisiting my creative past reminds me there is the tiniest of embers that I have held safe, waiting for me to bring it back to life. There are no promises. No grand goals to write each day. No word count. There is this whimsy of hope.
Despite what swirls around me, I can activate this one phrase. One word that leads to another. I can read the past to remind me there is the possibility for more creativity to come. Maybe I will write one poem. Or a prose piece. Or I will continue with photography. I will badly draw and then add color. This ember will come to life in its own way.
Let me leave you with a line from an older prose essay I just posted: "So I am just asking, what gets you up in the morning? I mean, when your feet hit the ground, what stops you from rolling back into the bed? What makes you want to continue living?" ~ Bits & Pieces
Join me in making magic.
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