 Over the past couple of weeks I have been feeling rather anxious and frustrated which, for me, tends to preclude creative breakthrough. On Sunday morning I dressed and left the house early, walking along the creek, ending up (as usual) at Starbucks to treat myself to a free venti green tea latte (those always taste the best) along with a great book (The Spawning Grounds by Gail Anderson-Dargatz). This story has come to me at a great time as I'm currently studying Indigenous Storytelling through Thompson Rivers University and it encapsulates everything I'm learning (and re-learning) these days. Anyway...as I read and kept putting my book on my lap to envision the images in my mind (something I do often), creative ideas kept coming to me in regard to the work I'm doing, and the work I'm planning on doing. On my return home, as I walked along the creek once again, I had a sudden epiphany in regards to the 52 WEEKS project I am planning for the new year. I laughed and almost began skipping because I was so happy. I wish that the struggle and anxiety didn't always have to take place, but have learned to accept this as part of my creative process. Though I have to admit that this is not necessarily easy on my family, I am thankful that this, too, does come to an end...a lovely one.
P.S. My university course on Indigenous Literature is coming to an end...I will miss this when it's done. Comments are closed.
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