Fear paralyzes my creativity — fear of being laughed at, looked down upon, and talked about. Simply put, my creativity paralyzes when I’m scared that I’m not good enough. This happens almost every time I sit down to write. Time trickles by like sand in an hourglass as I stare despondently at a blank computer screen. My brain cells feel stifled. My fingers feel too lazy to flit and flutter across the keyboard. My eyelids feel like shutting down, making the task at hand disappear, except that it never disappears. It just makes itself at home in a small corner of my mind and whispers my name until I give in and give it my full attention.
That’s how I fuel my creativity: I give it my full attention. Then I realize that it’s okay if I fail. It’s okay if it’s not good; it’s okay if it sucks. Creativity isn’t about being perfect or praised — it’s about presenting the fullest expression of me. Creativity is the life-force within me. It is me being of service to a higher power. It’s being bold, being beautiful, and being free.
