We are four more sleeps away from my daughters seventh birthday. There is much excitement brewing and it feels as if we have been in countdown mode since the day after Christmas. Whilst shopping for some party decorations today I saw a pinata and recalled a request for one at the party. So I grabbed it and then looks at the price. Wow, a cardboard box covered in colorful paper cost that much! I put it straight back and decided that I would make one myself. Which on the one hand is a good idea in principle but on the other hand, this is me we talking about. I was going to make a dolls house last year, then for Christmas, then for the upcoming birthday, and now for sometime somewhere in the future. However I was not prepared to spend that amount of money on a pinata.
So this evening I scratched around and found some material for the pinata around the house. An old cereal box, an egg box, some paper cups, colored paper, a roll of masking tape and some craft glue. Project pinata underway. I cleared the table, poured a beer and started scheming about this pinata. What a fun project it turned out to be. I was in my creative zone, conjuring up the image of how these bits and bobs would come together. I took my time and I was mindful of my creativity. I was focused on the task at hand and it became an exciting project and it is taking shape nicely.
There is always a lesson or a pay off for the things we do, and this evening I had a double dose of both. I felt a connection to my creative side that has been slowly awakening these past few weeks. There was a certain spontaneity about my actions that excited me and at the same time put me at ease with myself. I had a childlike wonder as I saw the pieces in front of me slowly taking shape and molding into something that I was creating. It was a wonderful feeling. A feeling that I seemed to have either forgotten or ignored for a long time now. It was an awaking of the sleeping child within. This didn’t just happen this evening, it has been building for some time now. It is in the writing I do on the blog or in my journal, it is in the drawings I do at night, it is part of the daily meditations that Tania and I perform. Bit by bit I am awakening parts of me that have long being dormant. A new era is unfolding in my life. New challenges, adventures and joys await. These have always been here inside me, I was just unable to access them. I was not mindful of who I was or what I was about. Today I took another step forward on my journey. Today was another moment that I was fully awake and alive. In the past I relied on adrenalin or fear to feel like this, I am slowly learning that I can tap into this conscious living in everything I do. It is not easy for me to do it, and I do not live consciously all the time, but in the brief moments when I am awake and aware I see the gift of life for all it is. I feel part of a greater whole, I feel a connection with the people and the space around me. I see life in the people, plants and animals, I sense the life of the wind and the sea. I embrace the change of the seasons and I know that things change. Bad times do not last forever, you have highs and lows, joy and sorrow, laughter and tears. It is all part of being alive. Today I no longer want to change it, I have come to accept that some things are just the way they are and there is no need for me to change them, I see that there are other things that need me to change in order for me to move forward on my journey. There are also things that are in my path that I can change or leave as they are. The choice is mine, it is a powerful way to live. I just need to remain mindful of the fact that I am the creator of my own emotions and responses to situations, I have the ability to choose how to react and I get to take control of my life.
So in short, getting in touch with my creativity has opened doors to parts of me that I haven’t explored in a very long time. This is my new adventure and I carry it within me.