Reflections: On Creativity and Nature

 I'm tired this morning and so it is a bit hard to feel inspired about anything. I think this is a constant battle - dealing with the emotions of the day and wanting to have the energy to create. Emotional upheaval, emotional metabolizing or processing - this all takes energy and deservedly so. Besides, shoving my emotional journey aside is to lose the connection I do have with the world around me. I cut myself off from my source. That seems rather counter-intuitive. 

These are difficult times - almost two full years of a pandemic and waves of political and social upheaval. There are personal experiences - bruising experiences - that have layered these years as well. To be tired doesn't seem unreasonable to me.

It also didn't help that this month's topic was not something I need to cultivate in my life - I am actively courting nature with walks in the woods and near the shoreline. I pick up rocks and shells, sit and listen, observe - all the time. This is my sanity. It is out in nature that I feel most comfortable in my own skin. My direct relationship between my feet and the trail, my eyes on the landscape, wind on my face, sounds of the world around me listened to - all combine to ground me. 

Grounding. 

How do I bring that back in the door with me? How do I bring that same grounded-ness to my relationships? How do I be the woman I am 'out there' - in here?

I guess I need to go on another hike and find out.