How quickly time passes, yet, I suspect it is not so much that time passes quickly that I don’t make entries, but that I slow down to a little snail’s pace. My last entry was nearly a month ago; and I have this plan that I will announce my book to the “public.” But, first, I have to update the website, and I get derailed with a million other little plans that need further development. Then, too, big things happen: the death of a friend’s friend; a sister-in-law. Life has to slow down.
So, what’s the truth of what I am doing with the creative aspect of my life, the part of me that wants to be guided and operate out of my spiritual foundation? I forget the real plan, and I get caught up in minutia. An illusion crops up, that I am carrying this heavy duffle bag of the past filled with overwhelming feelings of dread, loneliness, abandonment–it slows me down, and I start calling it “time passing quickly.”
The point is to keep moving. There are so many options from which to choose to express the subtle, elusive creative response to Destiny. Do I choose to bring the heavy duffle bag? Because if I do, chances are I will come to a standstill. So, here is the solution I’m coming up with right now:
Just Do It! Leap into action and don’t ask questions. If it’s a desire of the heart, it needs expression. If it’s an item from a “to do list” of three weeks ago, so what? Just Do It. So, that’s what this topic is about–staying on track with the waking world, and doing that which brings the greatest joy to the soul.
Think about it, if we think and dwell on what’s wrong, we create more of what is wrong; but, if we gaze upon the brilliant light that flickers off and on, then eventually, we’ll get into the rhythm of the gift it offers and bring it to fruition. Let it shine.
Pick your star and make it shine! That’s what living out our Destiny is all about. What’s important to you? What makes you happy? Writing makes me happy. Talking about the creative process makes me happy. Getting others to join me in this march toward colorful expression makes me happy. And that’s what Destiny is all about. We keep moving forward even when we don’t feel like pushing through the inertia, or the duffle bag is too heavy to bring forward–leave it behind–and make something happen that makes you sing.
Where do dreams fit into this? Ahh. The Maya believe that the dream will struggle against the dreamer to bring it forth. Sometimes, you will have only a fleeting wisp of a thought. Leap for it as though grabbing for a light, fluffy feather. Hold it gently in your hand, and do something magical with it. Once exposed to the light of day, it’s real. Poetry spills out from this magical feather; bellies full of laughter become melodies making you swoon with rapture and make your heart swell with shouts of Joy and glee.
Take your time. Resistance shows up with harsh criticism. Don’t fight it; let it be and put it aside for a couple of hours or however long you need (within reason, of course). Dance around the resistance and hold to what is created. Let the birth of this creation settle and take hold. It’s yours! The gifts coming forth are reflections of your Destiny, and must be treasured.
Be well.