Creative Book Blog: Secret 1 of 12
It's 11:20 pm. It is quiet, something extremely rare in this house. Tom is playing poker with our close-knit group of neighborhood guys. The pooch is snoring on the couch next to me. The boys are finally sleeping. Nick's been down for two hours and Ben just settled back down after falling out of bed and crying in my arms for a while.
I've been up since a little after 5, yet for some reason I have been sitting here pondering blog ideas while looking at some cute items on Etsy and Lollishops.
You could say I am a busy woman, like so many women are. I'm a wife and a mom. Having two very active little boys is tiring. I have my business. In my "down time" such that it is, I create. Whether it is tinkering with new recipes for the facial care line, writing my blog, baking or doing my hobby--altered art, collage and cardmaking--I am almost always doing something that utilizes my creativity.
Today when I was reading the Pink Heels blog, I read about a wonderfully inspiring book called the 12 Secrets of Highly Creative Women by Gail McMeekin. There's a book club to discuss each of the 12 secrets and you can join on the blog.
I love to read and do not have as much time as I'd like. I already missed reading my December book for the book club I am in at my message board for a group of moms. I should know better than to add something else to my plate, but something about this book and the passages I have read thus far lured me in.
Secret #1 is to express how you acknowledge your creative self.
I am going to tell you what creativity means to me.
Being creative is part of my being. I have been a creative soul since I can remember. I am not one who sees life in black and white. I am not a logical thinker. I am extremely intuitive and introverted, and I cherish the time I have to myself expressing my authentic self--the one who is so multifacted and has so many ideas running through her brain at once--all in vivid color. When I picture the inside of my head, I picture a bunch of sticky notes all with different ideas jotted down in various colors. I'm one of those people who will stay awake into the wee hours with my mind racing and thinking of ideas for my company, for a new cookie recipe, for this blog...
There's really no organization to my thought process. It's kind of like the junk drawer. We all have a junk drawer, don't we? It's the drawer full of receipts, $3 in change, a safety pin, pens, a Matchbox car, rubber bands, and a lone M&M... This is the equivalent of my thought process a vast majority of the time. It sometimes drives Tom crazy. My hubby's thought process is the equivalent of that super neat and tidy desk drawer where you everything has its proper place.
My mom and I were talking about this at breakfast before we went Christmas shopping back in November. She and I were discussing how different our learning and thinking styles are. She asked me what I immediately think of when someone says the word "red". She said that she visualizes the written letters R-E-D.
When I hear the word red, I immediately picture red objects--red lipstick and a red rose are actually the first thoughts that come into my head.
Creativity obviously is why I loved working as a makeup artist so much. I had a chance to do "art projects" every single day and that truly made me happy--seeing beauty in its raw form and the ability to take a brush and some colors and create so many different looks.
I view my life as a piece of art in progress--a mural I began to paint as a child that will continue to be painted with new colors and with added dimension as my life unfolds. I guess I see all of our lives as a giant canvas and each of us as artists with a giant palette of paints. This world contains palettes of beautiful colors with so much potential to create the most brilliant masterpiece. Reality, however, is that not all of humankind sees the end masterpiece the same. Paints spill and get muddy and mixed into a blotchy mess that cannot always be erased.
Acknowledging my creative self is something I just do. If I did not allow myself to be creative (or artsy and a little "flighty" as some may see it), I would not be true to myself. It makes me content. This makes those around me content. Through blogging, creating new recipes for my products, through silly storytelling with my little boys--these are ways I stay true to my self and feel free to be creative-to be me.