What (or who) do you consider to be the worst enemy of your creativity?
And, if you’re a parent, get the word “children” right off your lips. Yes, we can claim to have lost lots of things due to all of their cuteness and activity and whatnot; but not this.
How, exactly, is one supposed to do that?
Start by asking the people in your life that love you and get you to tell you what they see you doing. My friend Kim asks people all the time, “What could you just not help but do?”. Give advice? Doodle? Dream? Write? Plan? Whatever it is, that’s a good clue, right there.
And when that rotten ole’ self-doubt comes creeping around, you have permission to give it a good swift kick to the backside. There is no room for that Nuisance. You, creative one, were made to be a reflection of the very Creator.
That He chose to create a… me. A you. A him and a her. Oh, what is man that He would consider us?
God, You slay me with your creativity.
May I never stop wondering at it and marveling at it and being awestruck by it.
So, shall I lend you my boots? They’re great for kicking things to the curb.