Last evening it was good to get back to making some art – although it was “only” a digital piece (included with this writing). When I do this kind of art, it is a contemplative process that also relaxes. Even so, because I’ve experienced a “creative block” for quite awhile now, it seemed as if I was dragged kicking and screaming to the artwork. Yet it seemed like now was the time… Just do it, and see what happens.
As I got underway, my insides seemed to normalize, and I began to enjoy creating again, while listening to music, or alternately the jabbering of internet talk radio (the latter may or may not be a good idea). The process of making art was not only refreshing, but it also began to lift a rather strong melancholia which set in a couple of months ago, followed by succumbing to an intense contagion leaving me weak and fatigued.
Melancholia. It seems so much more romantic than depression which sounds so clinical. Why this was so overwhelming I do not know, but this is the first time in my life that I can remember that, not only was I not making any art, but it was the first Christmas season in my entire life where I was not involved in performing or sharing music whatsoever. I’d even written a Christmas song in October, and I never finished it! Suffice it to say, There was nothing for it but to force myself out of this non-creative inertia!
It’s been four years since I was freed up from the workaday, with a view to finally being able to stretch into who I’ve always been – a spiritual and creative person. This has not unfolding as well, smoothly, or quickly as I’d like to have seen it happen. Sometimes when you know you must walk a path, you wind up creating the map also!
For as long as I can recall, the chief interests of my life have been matters of faith and the visual and performing arts. But my “real job” was one that turned out to be a love hate situation within the highly technical environment of allopathic healthcare. While it put bread on the table and a roof over my head, it seemed as if every day was a day where I had to force myself to go to work. This doesn’t mean kicking to the curb the idea of helping people, but the intensity and fast pace of such an environment are probably more rigorous than most people imagine, and one frankly burns out – especially if it’s not really your bailiwick in the first place.
For creative, sensitive souls this is probably the most counterproductive environment there is when it comes to squelching creative life! It sucks away time, energy, and enthusiasm – at least that was its effect on me. Yet some tend to get trapped early in the game, and whether or not there’s a way out, what governs that outcome is probably our belief that we’re trapped forever.
However, “jobs” are practical; creativity and the arts are discouraged as anything more than hobbies in our mechanistic, utilitarian world. I’ve always wanted to have a bold bumper sticker that declares, “The work ethic: curse of the creative class!”
Yes, while in God’s garden there are radishes, turnips, parsnips, and carrots, thriving in lots of “fertilizer”, some of us are not that. We need plenty of balance – shade, sunlight, dew, a little rain, and gentle breezes in order to thrive. We don’t do well at all in chaos and contention.
And not the least of the creative’s needs are copious amounts of solitude and stillness, for if making art is anything, it is contemplative process!
This world is a utilitarian place run by, to say the least, self serving occupational forces. The more I embrace a Christian worldview, the more I realize that these “keepers” hate creativity. Why? Creativity means thinking and feeling outside the box of a cookie cutter reality and tapping the deep interior Being where we contact the Supernal One, “our Father” as Jesus encourages us to call Him. When that happens, the game is over. We captives bear the image of the Most High – supernally creative, infinitely loving, omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent. And if such Beings growing up into all the fulness of Him (which is the plan), awaken to discover who we are, and once more function within this creative, primal, pristine state of being, Houston, the current occupiers will have a problem. Indeed they do.
For no matter how far into captivity we’ve been taken, it must be seen that a part of our character is not only creativity, but an amazing, unstoppable capacity for expansion of understanding. This means that as this expansiveness reaches a certain point of growth – which I believe we have entered – we will recognize who we are, what our capabilities are, and commence with living accordingly. We will enter into the truth, and the truth will make us free.
Nothing can stop this emergence which is happening now. Therefore we are, as a natural course of celestial children, outgrowing their confines and their control. The keepers know this, and there is nothing they can do about it, except to hasten a faster more overt lockdown which can easily be seen – treacherous, controlling, and murderous beyond belief. With for example, geo-engineering (chemtrails) in the air, fluoride and other pollutants in the water, deadly vaccines, genetic manipulation of plants animals and humans, every avenue of our ability to sustain ourselves on Earth is being threatened. And it’s all right in our face if we dare to look.
They no longer hide it nor attempt to cover up their capricious, greedy, power drunk, morally bankrupt, psychopathic, self serving agendas. However, the upshot of this is that it has become evident who they are and to whom they have sold their souls. The outcome for them will be disastrous, for they will reap all they have sown, since like everyone else, they are not above the natural laws built into the Universe.
The answer? Each and every one of us must become as creative as possible! How? The direct approach is to “draw nigh unto God, and He will draw nigh unto you.” In His mind, heart, and will are the answers to the “how”. He is more than ready and willing to inspire and guide us with how to proceed. God will always make a way forward and upward, granting the Wisdom we need – if we will only ask and keep on asking.
The creative path is the Way of the Creator. It may not mean art, music, dance, writing or the things we ordinarily associate with creativity, but may instead come in the formation of a new idea that seems to haunt you and wants you to give it life.
Believe it or not, simple doodling for example can bring a relaxed state of mind where fresh ideas and inspirations can flow into awareness. To me, this is art used as prayer – no words necessary; just show up in the Presence of omnipresent infinite Love and Wisdom with receptive intention that the answers you need for such a time as this will be given to you, and it will be so.
You may find yourself amazed. Personally for me making art also relieves melancholia, demolishes inertia, and ignites the enthusiasm necessary to do what I’m inspired to do.
In closing, let me just offer that it’s so important to remember and make a space for the creative gifts with which we are sent into the world. This is a huge part of routing out these “occupational forces” from our life and our world. Many conclude that it is time now that this needs to be over and done with. I concur! We need to embrace who we are – the creative, loving children of God who allow no one to convince us of anything less and move forward into the Reality intended for us from the beginning.
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