Learning to Play Again

So this week's project has been about incorporating creativity into every day life. Understanding that creativity is something that needs to be exercised.

My biggest battle I have found is validating my creativity in my every day life. Things that I already do that are creative, things that I naturally think of that are creative. I have not been doing well with this task so far. I have been thinking about it a lot. My senses are being heightened. but recording it has been where I am not doing so wellllllla.....

how about I sing this blog out loud. yep, that's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna write it out, read it out, sing it out. Daddy, let my heart be open to you, let it be like a little girl who has no inhibitions or fears of what will be thought of her. I want to dance and sing out loud in and out of tune. I want to run with all of my might, as fast as I can and then fall in the pretty autumn leaves. I want to learn to do hand stands and cartwheels again and have you tell me how proud you are of me and how good I am at it. I want to colour and scribble and make pots on your potters wheel "Can I have a go please?" I want to swing on the bars and turn upside down and go all the way around. I want to fall backwards and dangle there by my legs. Will you put me on your shoulders and carry me home from the park? Daddy, i love falling asleep in the car on the way home and having you pick me up and carry me to bed. Going to get my feet measured at clarks by the measuring machine, watching it close in on my foot and the sliders slide along the numbers and letters until my size is shown. getting new shoes. learning how to whistle. going down the stairs in our sleeping bags and making loud noises so you can hear the bumps in our voices.

I want to know this freedom in my twenties. I want to be your little girl and grown up young lady and beautiful woman all at once. I want my life to carry the freedom of a child and the beauty and excellence of a grown, confident, accomplished woman. It's ok to make mistakes, I know. but what I want to give you, as a living sacrifice; my life: is a life of beauty and creativity. A life that shows my whole heart. I want to give you everything. May it be a pleasing fragrance that rises to your throne. Let it be your favourite picture that you stick to the fridge with a magnet. Let it be all of me and all of you.