When I was growing up, I was always involved in the arts. I studied music intensively for a number of years, but I also was involved in dance, theater and creative writing. I was part of this constant process of creation, and I took it for granted. I had immersed myself in art and never thought there would be a time when that part of my life and my heart would take a backseat.
The creativity comes in bits and pieces now, a poem here and there, a wonderful dance that makes me remember why I started dancing in the first place. My mind doesn’t have that connect to the artistic world now, and I can only blame myself because I let it happen.
Lately I’ve been opening my mind to the creative process and I must admit that I am reaping the benefits from it. I feel so much more connected to myself again. I have started to dance again after a long hiatus from it, and I had forgotten how much fun I have dancing, and how many wonderful people I have met because of it. I have started writing regularly again, treating myself to a Moleskine (pronounced mola-skeena, for those of you who might be concerned for the moles) journal that has the most beautiful, silken paper to write on, and taking my Pocket PC and folding keyboard with me for when I want to set up a little portable writing desk at the local coffee shop or library. I have my iPod filled with musical inspiration at all times, because nothing sparks my creativity like wonderful music. It is always the one thing I can come back to for comfort, release, memory and inspiration.
I had forgotten how much I love being an artist.
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