I wish I had time to be deeply creative.
There is a real shame in the feeling that I am deeply creative yet often cannot find the time, especially for this last year, to dedicate any of that to my Fiery Flavour of Beloved. In bits and pieces I have done so, yes of course. Sometimes what I choose to share here and there is proof of that. Blogging, poetizing, drawing, editing, podcasting, and in turn sharing the gorgeous work of others through these mediums.
However there is also my disconnect to the idea that what I create must be for community. But hey. Hear this. I think that's who I was before I was burnt, and not just by spiritual community. Many communities have disappointed me over the last two decades.
Because I have a wound for bringing people together that goes back to my cradle. And just because I'm innately good at doing community doesn't mean that I should.
Creating for others through the vein of my spirituality must be, at least for me, purely passionate and accidental, a byproduct of what I am attempting to express.
I wish. I wish I had time to be deeply creative. This. Speaking this truth is a start.