I am scared of creativity.
The blank page worries me. Words I can usually find, but illustration, pictures, something new I make myself, way more difficult.
But I know that when I have been creative I feel better. I feel challenged and fulfilled. Even a doodle is a good thing, like yesterday’s effort.
So I’m going to try being creative daily. That might be a doodle. It might be my own crochet pattern. It could be a poem, a model, a piece of art or even a meal that steps outside my standard menu. Some of it will be documented and shared. Some won’t. I’ll try not to let the failures get me down, and that will no doubt include days when I’ve nothing within me to create.
I also need to find a way to not become obsessional about the attempt. I’m not sure how to do that. Already I’m stressing that I’ve failed at exercising every day in January (janathon?) Even though I never signed up or declared that I was taking part in that challenge. This may be my biggest step this year. In search of balance.