Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Creation

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Sometimes I feel as if my mind...or maybe my heart? Possibly my spirit...somewhere in there, anyway, is just teeming with energy and ideas and innovations and creativity. Crafting and writing and cooking and blogging and nesting and mothering and teaching and beautifying and simplifying... I can't seem to stop thinking up more for myself to do. And I enjoy it, which is funny to me because when you look at it objectively, there should be NO time for all these Projects of mine. None. Why on earth would I want to add MORE?

Sometimes I DO get overwhelmed.

But if I try to curb those creative impulses, life seems suddenly dreary. I have more time to relax, but I don't feel rested. I feel unsatisfied, incomplete. My husband has always observed that I don't know HOW to relax and just do nothing, and he's right. Just doing nothing is very rarely relaxing for me. It's creativity that relaxes me. When my hands are busy, my spirit is at rest.

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I've been thinking about this a lot lately, bemused at myself for constantly adding more things to an already ridiculous to-do list. And I've been thinking, it isn't just me. You do it to. You, my blogging, Pinning, writing, cooking, homemaking, mothering, wife-ing, nail-painting, crafting, reading (and if you think reading isn't an act of creation, you aren't doing it right), photographing, soul-diving ladies. Us. We constantly create in a thousand small, barely-noticed ways. Mostly feminine ways, it seems like, and that makes sense. We are constructed to create life (or at least, to seriously facilitate the process) and we don't just do that on the large scale. Thousands of tiny acts of creation, tiny little births that might seem insignificant, but they still matter because they make life that much more lovely.

I don't think it's trivial, and I don't think it's busywork. I'm pretty sure that even the smallest act of creation is vitally necessary.

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This has probably been better said before, I am sure, it's just what's been drifting around the edges of my mind lately. Now I have to run and CREATE breakfast, at task at which I am running very, very late!

6 comments:

  1. Thank you for posting this!

    My inner-feminist constantly struggles with my desire to busy myself with tasks I feel obligated to do...as a woman. The thing is, I legitimately enjoy cooking, crafting, etc. Maybe it's because that's what I've been conditioned to enjoy, or maybe it's because (as you said) women were constructed to create life.

    So beautifully said, thank you.

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  2. "Thousands of tiny acts of creation, tiny little births that might seem insignificant, but they still matter because they make life that much more lovely" ~~ so true!!!

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  3. I was talking with a friend about this recently. That urge to make SOMEthing, i think its in most, if not all humans. Alot of them dont act on it in todays cubicle society and i wonder how much happier people were in general when making things was vital to living.
    I know my hubby looks much happier coming in from the shop after making a knife than when he gets home from work, and i was on cloud nine for days when i finished making a blanket!

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  4. You are so glorious! I love this post, and I love you :)

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