Arts district, Fremont, Las Vegas
I think perfectionism can be overrated and inhibiting. How many times has the fear of not being good enough stopped me from even trying. What I am discovering for myself is this: it is important to start the journey – maybe I have not arrived but I have left … and somewhere on the way, armed with passion and by consistently showing up, whether it be writing a poem and keeping it at the back of my diary or writing a movie script for release to the world, at some point “showing up” starts to bear fruit.
There is a still small voice that beckons to create, if not heeded it can grow silent over time. I used to shut it out with ruthless words like “who do you think you are? Look at others and how gifted they are, where do you even fit in?”. The thing is, I now know that I don’t have to fit in because we are designed to be individual. I don’t have to look at the talents of others and feel like a child of a lesser god but rather enjoy what they share and be inspired to create my own. My wish is that we allow our hearts to express itself and be set free creatively in whatever form makes us happy. Look around, see how creatively nature is strutting her stuff, why not we?
