Powerful Passionate Exhilarated YOU
As a therapist and a professional creative, I have learned and teach the vast health benefits of making art. I cannot call myself an artist. I am not. I can call myself a professional creative because I have found my passion and purpose within and without my creative flow. I know that my physical and emotional body changes when I am practicing the craft of my art. I also mean to say the crafts of my arts. I have never been able to make a definitive choice between theater arts
After the Hours
it is with anguish i live each day waking with original pain and my insanities inhibiting my wholeness blocking my growth my simplicity to live in balance with the rest of the world even my creativity i am visionary i do know too much i do feel too much my poetry leaks out oozes word by word by phrase to make claim to make sense revealing to me each lens through which i see it is all i can do with ease alone finding solace in words exposing my uncomfortable sp
This Moment Creativity Hit
The moment it hit, it came crashing - Crashing in at the speed of life The moment it hit is now… this Moment and... this Moment is all that comes across as I am in it... In it. In it. This present moment of creation Words following words following thoughts Following feelings following time following desire Within this moment here now Here now Here now Here now Here now No, now Yes. Now. Yes! Now! #Creativity #poetry #Creativeexpression
The Creative Drizzle Rag
I am ready to let my creative juices flow! I have realized that in the past few years, I have allowed my creativity to wane. I am a writer. I am an actor. I am an artist. I am a singer. I am a teacher. I am a mover and shaker. It seems lately I have moved and shaken my behind right into a seated position – without a journal, a stage, a microphone or a canvas within arm’s reach. I am an optimist. I see possibilities and solutions. Glasses are rose colored and mostly half full.
