I have a quiet day at home alone today. I’m not sure yet what I’ll do with it, but I’m feeling peace at the possibilities. I feel like maybe I should play with art, I haven’t done that in a while. Maybe I’ll write some. Maybe I’ll do both.
There’s something comforting about unrestrained creativity. Going in without a plan and just seeing what happens.
I have music playing, which is almost always creatively inspiring. I don’t know where I’ll take it, or where I’ll go, but this is one area where the unknown brings joy instead of fear. And so, I’m going to embrace the opportunity to chase it.
Who am I when the world turns black? When the world I’ve known has fallen to pieces, what is left of me? I’m not always living according to who I am. I want to, but I don’t. I suppose it’s like Paul said, “For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate.”
I want to be more than this. I believe we were designed to be more than this. Sin entered the world and things fell apart, but we’re still here. God didn’t leave us alone or abandoned. He still let us live, even if the world is less than what He designed it to be.
We can take an expensive painting and scribble all over it with crayon. That doesn’t change what the painting is underneath. That’s kind of how we are. Maybe a little messier than we could have been, but still there, buried beneath the pain and our mistakes in life.
The good news is that God can heal. He carefully takes us in and washes all those marks away until we’re restored and made whole again. I am so thankful for God’s grace filled love.
Ups and downs will come and go, but God’s love will never change. How wonderful it is to rest in that knowledge, even when it doesn’t match exactly how I feel.
Today has been kind of a low key day. I think I’ve needed it for a while. It’s been overcast and a bit rainy off and on, just the perfect day to retreat into my little shell and be content alone.
There’s just something peaceful about the rain, it’s like it comes to wash the world clean and give us a fresh start. I find so much hope just watching it, hearing the beautiful little drops hitting on my rooftop or the pavement of the street below.
I curl up on the couch with a laptop and some writing. Maybe a little music in the background. This is where I explore my mind.
I’ve been struggling with some life issues and anxieties lately, but I’m beginning to really find and embrace hope. Just a tiny spark of it can make such a huge difference.
The past few weeks I’ve felt so much lighter, so much more secure in God, and myself and knowing my own worth and value. It’s something I really struggle with, but I’m learning how to accept me and how to trust in the God who created me.
We are God’s workmanship, we’re His artwork, His masterpiece. As an artist, I feel a powerful connection to the art I create. I think that’s a reflection of God and how we’re made in His image. If I value the things I create, how much more will God love and value us?
I’ve found so much comfort in that thought.
I stand back in awe and wonder at the great and wonderful God we serve. And I’m so thankful to have been given the opportunity to experience His love.
I’ve recently started drawing/sketching and dabbling in painting. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do, but any time I tried I felt like I wasn’t any good at it. I’m learning to stop judging myself so harshly and to let go of some of my perfectionism. And you know what? I’m actually really enjoying it! I can get lost in something I’m working on, and it feels amazing.
Music also helps me get into a creative mood. When I was growing up there was usually music of some kind floating through our home. I had no idea what an impact it has on the atmosphere and my ability to feel comfortable and loosen up. I’m starting to integrate that more too.
I really want to have a creative environment, I just don’t always know how to get there. But the above are a few steps that I’m taking to make it part of my everyday life.
Is creativity a regular part of your day? What things do you find help set that creative atmosphere in your home? I’d love to hear your experience. 🙂
Oh how I wish I could paint! It’s such a lovely, snowy day, just perfect for cuddling up inside with a blanket and a cup of tea or hot chocolate. I could sit for hours, just allowing my mind to drift. How different would it be if only I could paint the images in my mind onto a blank canvas and into the world we call our reality.
I suppose that’s why I write. It isn’t always smooth, or beautiful, but it’s just one way to get these things that I see and feel out into the world; out beyond just myself, allowing them the ability to speak to others.
I’m thankful for this day, for this ability. I’m thankful for photography too. Art has a pure and simple way of speaking, something that cannot merely be captured in words, but has to be seen and felt. I only wish that I could capture those moments in my mind, and translate them to paper.
I’ve reached a bit of a writing block as of late. I’m not really sure what I’m doing or trying to say. I write myself in circles and never seem to get any further along. I plan to remedy that, but I also want to have the patience to give the story the time it needs to become complete, not merely strung together.
So for now I wait in the silence, enjoying the freshly falling snow while sipping a warm cup of tea safely beyond the winter’s cold reach. Thinking, and dreaming, of a world far beyond. Maybe, just maybe, someday that dream will become a reality.
Do any of you have pieces of art that inspire you? I’d love for you to share them in the comments.
Thank you, J. (Salvageable), for your nomination. It means a lot that you would think of me for this award and I’m so sorry that I’ve kept you waiting this long.
This award is created to “celebrate the creative bloggers who have truly inspired others through their beautiful and original content, imagery, art, abilities, and wonderful personalities.” Thank you for thinking of me and my blog for this award.
The rules are as follows: The recipient (if he, she, or they choose to accept) should thank the nominator, answer three questions from the nominator, and then nominate six more blogs for the award.
What is your favorite part of the holiday season? It’s hard for me to choose one favorite part of the holiday season, I love so much about it. The atmosphere, the positive attitudes, watching the world come together for a united purpose and celebration… Though I suppose my favorite part may be the quiet reflection that’s encouraged at the end of the year. With everything aglow around us, we can sit in the silence and focus on what truly matters, who we really are, and our purpose for living. That’s my favorite part, that our eyes are turned from the world and to our Savior and the thoughts of our own souls.
Of all the posts you have written, which one do you consider the best? This is a difficult question for me. I don’t know that it’s the best, but for now I’ll go with One Sided Me. It came at a time when I was just coming to some important realizations about myself and I was met with love, support and understanding.
What is one book you hope to read (or reread) in the next month or two, and why? Dune. Because I’ve been wanting to read it for years now and I keep reading part of it, then putting it down and starting over. This time I want to actually finish it.
If any would like to accept this award the questions I’m asking are:
In what area would you like to see the most personal growth in the coming year?
What’s your favorite piece of art and why?
What do you think is the most compelling aspect of a story? (The world, characters, plot, etc.)
It’s day eight! I’m at 15,211 words. Still a little ahead of tomorrow’s schedule, so I’m happy about that. I’d like to be able to get a few more days ahead because of everything I have going on later this month.
Can you believe it’s already almost Thanksgiving? I think NaNoWriMo has been good at helping me to keep track of time better than I otherwise would. (Or these daily updates… That could have something to do with it too.)
This evening I’ve been listening to Christmas music while I work. Not something I’d typically do, but neither is writing a novel in a month (one that I didn’t prepare for in the slightest at that).
As a side note, I think that the tea stained paper behind the octopus is the coolest thing! My brother and I used to stain paper, but we never really did much with it.
I’m amazed by people who can draw, or paint, or do anything artistic like that. It’s definitely something I would love to learn, but some people just have this amazing talent that flows naturally. It’s incredible!
Anyway, have a wonderful evening! Best of luck to everyone who is still writing!