Everyone is Creative

What is your deeply buried gift? Don’t think it’s not down there. It is. Something is going to help it rise to the surface. When I was a child, I dreamt of going to Hollywood and making movies. I remember specifically knowing what it must feel like to do that very thing, although I was in the middle of a rural ranchette in Texas. I carried around a video recorder the size of carry on luggage, which attached to a giant news station style camera, and I made movies. I can think of three or four different films that were lost forever in the 80’s. I remember shooting portraits of my cats sitting alongside cowboy hats, with a little 110 camera, and writing story after story and reading book after book. Talking into an old recorder with an English accent, singing at the top of my lungs as I played the piano. These are the snapshots of my childhood forty years ago. When I graduated from the theatre department at Baylor University, I was not ready emotionally and did not have the stamina to stick it out. Did not have the focus. When I sit with my adult self, nothing has changed. Except for the focus. Dramatically, I bring you, the second act. My children are going off to college and I am still learning and yearning everyday to create. The spirit of who you are, was there in the beginning. I urge you to sit and think on it. To know your purpose and to find your way back to who you were meant to be is in the little things. The simple joys will lead you there. The micro moments. You will feel resistance, but sit with it, and then shove it aside and walk into the light.