While countries are in lockdown and normal life is missing for most of us, it appears that creativity is flourishing for many. There’s been an upsurge in creative pursuits, including jigsaw puzzles, art and craft work, Lego, sewing, gardening, and home baking.
My man has developed a new passion for 1,000 piece scenic jigsaw puzzles which have become a welcome diversion and a change from being on his X-box or watching films. The focus and concentration they require help calm the mind and steer his thoughts in a more positive direction.
Unless he can’t find the missing piece he needs, of course, which produces its own kind of frustration and stress–until it magically appears. Because creativity isn’t always easy or as straightforward as we want it to be. There are times of feast and seasons of famine to surmount.
My creativity is mostly expressed in writing poetry and prose. The “lockdown poetry” I’m writing is fast becoming a set of longer and deeper reflections on life. But the prose? That part is proving trickier because I always write more poetry when anxious or needing to vent.
Fluidity can often be missing when we seek to write, to create. Whispers of inspiration are often hard to hear. At such times, questions thread through our minds, such as: Do I have anything else to write? To create? To share? Is there anything inside of me, clamouring to be released?
The itch we feel demands to be scratched, with the gentlest of touches from Holy Spirit, an inkling of inspiration, no less. Because we cannot even begin without a holy nudge within, a soft whisper to our souls, and words slowly starting to flow. Just a trickle at first, before it develops into a stream.
We sense a word, line or phrase playing in the background of our minds, an echo from the past, perhaps. So we wait until one truly resonates. Maybe this is all the inspiration we need? Or is it just a beginning? So we keep listening to our lives, our environment.
Creativity cannot be rushed because it’s a holy thing, made possible by grace and God’s equipping. Patient listening is the key skill to have. To be able to tune into each potential word and see which ones are speaking to us.
They begin falteringly at first, and then it’s as if a dam has burst, as words spill into our thoughts and we eagerly write them down. They arrive from an inexhaustible well that never dries, though we often have to wait for the water we want.
Or our painting seems to take on a life of its own as we add stroke after stroke. Maybe our craft work starts to resemble art, instead of looking like a mish-mash of materials with no perceived end result.
Then before we know it fluidity comes, like a hidden stream from a hidden source. It makes us smile and cheers our hearts. It stirs our faith and ignites our hope, for we begin to remember feeling barren before. And how God brought water from dry ground. Time after time.
We create in numerous ways because our Creator God has put His creative spirit in our hearts. I hope and pray you are able to stay creative as you seek to rest, relax and be at peace in this challenging season.
What benefits us most is using creativity as a tool to make us feel better, not seeking to be productive in any competitive or pressured way. Small doses to make you feel good, that alleviate anxiety and spark a fresh interest, are preferable to trying to tackle too much.
It’s more about being present to the process itself than being perfect. What is your favourite creative pursuit? Have you tried anything new lately? How is it helping you to relax?
PS: This post features a “Waiting for creativity to be released” Soul Exhale reflection from my book Embracing Hope: Soul Food to Help Chase Away the Blues. It’s could be a helpful read for you during these difficult days we’re in, my friend. 😊💜
This is such a wonderful piece, Joy! Thank you 💜
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Thank you, Michael! I’m so pleased you appreciate it. Bless you, dear creative friend. 😊❤️
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DearJoy,
Thank you so much for these encouraging words expressing the gift of God within creativity! This paragraph touched me so much today:
“Then before we know it fluidity comes, like a hidden stream from a hidden source. It makes us smile and cheers our hearts. It stirs our faith and ignites our hope, for we begin to remember feeling barren before. And how God brought water from dry ground. Time after time.”
Oh, may I listen for His promptings in this place that seems like such dry ground. He is in the waiting and trickling streams right here. Blessings and love to you my dear heart-friend. xoxo
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Dear Bettie, we thirst for so much in life, don’t we? Among those desires the urge to write and share is strong, but stronger still is the ache to be closer to God. And that might require stilling our voice, stilling our soul and coming aside to rest, be refreshed and abide. It’s a hard call to obey sometimes but experience has shown me that God will always calm our restlessness the more we linger in His presence, and He never fails to give a fresh supply of water, grace, inspiration and strength. The ground might look dusty and dry to us but to God it’s fertile soil in which He plants new life and hope. Yes “He is in the waiting and trickling streams” that will eventually produce a flood of ideas, a drenching resurgence of thoughts, and a waterfall of creative energy. Keep on listening. You will be rewarded for your faithful obedience. Your words will marinade and mature like fine wine, ready to quench the thirst of others. Much love and blessings to you, my dear heart-friend. xoxo 💜
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Thank you so much, Joy, for stirring in me that longing to create. “Is there anything inside of me, clamouring to be released?” Sometimes my creative spirit feels so stunted and stifled, like something inside of me is begging to break free. I think that shouting of “not good enough” is often too loud… I need to remember this… “It’s more about being present to the process itself than being perfect.” Love and blessings to you, my friend!
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Oh, Trudy, that deafening shout makes me shrink back as well. It’s a deflating feeling that seeks to put a dampener on how we live and create. But the truth is we’ve already been declared more than enough by God’s mercy and grace. I’m grateful you can fight past the loud voice of inadequacy in your head and release your creative spirit, thus helping and inspiring others in the process, including me. I especially appreciate the delightful images you shared this week from outside your office window. They show that you, like your brother, have a keen photographer eye, one which brought hope and joy to my soul when I saw the results on your blog. Thank you! Love and hugs to you, dear friend! xo 💜
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