No matter how your call comes, it is the trumpet of your destiny. You will say that you have more important things to do: you are raising children, punching the clock, planning a vacation to escape from an oppressive life.You will protest to the messenger. You will say he has confused you with someone else, that you’ve not a heroic bone in your whole body, that your Honda, your atrium, your sensible beige walls are who you really are- what you see is what you get- and you simply cannot accept his invitation right now. You’re too young. You’re too old. You’re not financially ready. You’re not emotionally ready. You’re blind. You’re deaf. It’s already too late. When you are called, no refusal, no denial, no sputtering rejection can stop it from beginning, so don’t go back to sleep.…..Alison Nappi
this bone of fire, feeding, burning, moving, rattling…..may the creative fire warm the souls of friends, light up revelations and inspirations, and melt stars…..only then can they sift down into wishing hearts…..
‘But the makers of legend have seldom rested content to regard the world’s great heroes as mere human beings who broke past the horizons that limited their fellows and returned such boons as any man with equal faith and courage might have found…. The hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man.’…..Joseph Campbell
Creativity isn’t stagnant. It will change your perspective, open your eyes, renew, re-create and restore you. Life is constant change. When lived to its fullest – that is, creatively, you will stop resisting change and start embracing it, because every day is a new day, and every song is still being written and you’re not set in stone.Creativity will turn you into a river. And you’ll be filled with fish and creatures. And people will have picnics right by you and some will swim in you and others drink out of you. And that’s the meaning of life. And you will take off your shoes in awe, because when regaining your Creative sensitivity, every ground you step on is holy ground…..Andrea Balt