A day after yesterday’s dental surgery performed by a nice, somewhat gentle male dentist, I usually don’t have luck with male dentists; and with extremely painful mind-numbing Novocaine recovery I came to one conclusion; it takes great courage, strength, faith and energy to do everything on one’s own without having someone to lean on. More importantly for me, I wish I wasn’t in so much pain so that I can indulge in my creative outlets, writing and knitting.
It is my belief that when an artist on any level in any form is unable to create and be creative, their world becomes a death knell. Creating drives the soul, it gives life, it is living, it is breathing without breathing one dies. For those of you fortunate enough to enjoy the luxury of making a living from being creative with your art you are truly blessed. For me, making a living being creative is a still dream, mainly because I don’t subscribe to the idea of “starving for my art.” I am practical, I work nine-2-five like everyone else because if I don’t work a “real” job I can’t support myself. But, for the past few years I have thought about changing my way of thinking and simply diving in. If I had starved for my art, what might have happened?
Do what it takes to; MAKE TIME FOR YOUR ART
Give a little to whatever allows your spirit to shine. Do what it takes to free your soul into the light of happiness and contentment.
Do what it takes to; LET YOUR SOUL SHINE
“What is “SOUL?”
Is my soul strong, powerful and self-sufficient?
Is my soul powerful enough to propel me to remaining creative?
What does my soul look like?
Is my soul a mist? Is it a sound?
Does my soul waft through the air like dust?
Is my SOUL my SPIRIT? Are they one in the same?
I made it to the market and purchased enough ingredients for my version of chicken soup, squash; peppers; chicken; baby bok choy; jalapeno; garlic; tomato; celery; carrots and a few other goodies. I got home, cooked my soup until it was nice and mushy for me to chew on one side. My mouth continued to ache, so I took the prescribed meds and rested.
Woke up and the meds wore off just enough to bring my mind back down to earth.
Shine and sing and win and rule and love and laugh and hope and dream and BELIEVE. And let your SPIRIT guide your SOUL as you continue to pursue what drives you and keeps you alive.
As soon as the meds completely wear off and the pain subsides I will take into account my own words of encouragement. Actually, I have a few friends to call on and a special (?) in the making, so I am almost at my bliss, but not quite. Wish me luck. Until then…
Happy Veteran’s Day and upcoming weekend to all! LDS