I'm In The Zone.....

I don't know about you, but for me there are moments where everything just clicks. Moments where it all becomes simple.

The world disappears, the noise goes quiet, and all of a sudden there is nothing but you and the task that you are focussed on. The world stops spinning and for a brief period of time, everything comes together.

Its a sweet spot.

Anyone with a creative drive will understand that sweet spot. Its the moment that everything comes together in a convergence, and the overwhelming drive to express yourself is given free rein. Its a need that has to be filled. A hunger that has to be fed.

The drive behind creativity comes from an almost selfish obsession for recognition of everything that makes you who you are. Its a need to share yourself with the world and feel and experience everything that goes along with that.

The creative urge is a combination of self expression, desire, passion and arrogance that fuels a need to be seen. A need to be relevant and to make a difference.

Its a blessing and a curse.

For those of you that have never experienced it, I envy you and pity you in equal amounts. I know that is a difficult reality to grasp but let me explain.

The creative is a pathetic and wistful creature. We live in a world that aches and pulsates with possibillity, and when we are embracing it, we are the most powerful being in the world.

The problem lies in those moments where you begin to doubt your ability. You doubt that you have what it takes, and you begin to lose faith that you will ever bring your vision to life.

The black clouds drift in and block the light and you begin to question everything that you are, everything that you have the potential to be and everything that you have already been.

We are our own biggest critics and believe me when I tell you, we tear strips from our souls.

We don't think twice about mentally destroying who we are and what we have to offer becauses we don't believe we will ever be enough.

A true creative will journey to hell in pursuit of the things that matter to them. They will destroy and rebuild, destroy and rebuild, and destroy and rebuild again until they are a shell of their former selves, grasping desperately at a sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe this will be the moment they are recognised.

It is a curse to see the world in the way that we do, but also a blessing because that abillity to see beyond the veil of normality opens up infinite possibilities and interpretations of life.

We see parallel dimensions where others see their daily existence.

We watch stories unfold in the single breath of a windy day whilst others wrap themselves up in a scarf and curse the weather.

We look at the sky and see frames of imagery that opens up portals and takes us on untold journeys into distant lands.

We are the dreamers.

We are the poets.

We are the story tellers and the painters, the people who take the possbilities of life, existence and everything inbetween and give it a face, a name and a soul.

We open up the doors to everything that seems impossible and hold your hand while we guide you into another type of being. A new type of seeing. A chance to experience a life so far from your own existence that it becomes alnost a dream.

Creativity is the crux of existence. It is the being that encourages independent thought and personal development. It is the alpha and omega, the ying and yang, the very part of your soul that can build you up or destroy you completely.

Its an understanding of who you are inside. Not the person the world see's, or even who those closest to you see but that quiet voice tht whispers in the dark.

The voice that only you hear and the urge that drives you to express your deepest desires, your darkest thoughts, your very purpose.

It lies within every single one of us, some so much stronger than others, but we all experience that inexplicable craving at some point in our lives. Whether we go with it or ignore it is up to us, but it will always sit there, dormant, like a weight in our chest until we are ready to open our hearts and let the need within us flow into something beautiful.

The only guarantee I can make is that denying your creative instinct will slowly poison your soul. The resistance will draw you into the depths of despair and the determination to ignore those gifts will remove all that is good and whole and special from your life.

This is you.

You at your most pure. You at your most divine. You being in a place to offer a gift to the world that is unique and distinctive and inexplicable. This is your chance to leave a legacy that matters. A legacy that speaks to peoples hearts, that enriches their soul, that opens up their own possibility to them.

The world would have you refuse this gift, the very part of you that makes you unique and offers a bounty of wealth to those who would accept it.

It would have you deny the beauty of a creative endeavour and convince you that its a waste of time.

It would encourage you to throw aside all that opens your soul to life and its myriad of possibilities.

It would discourage you from exploring the outer reaches of reality and the incredible adventures that lie within an open heart and a childlike mind that opens itself up to an eternal amount of possibilities and adventures.

The idea of creativity and thinking that is outside the box is a terrifying concept to those who would seek to control. It is a guarantee of rebellion, of resistance and of revolution, and a precursor to a demand for change that will not be stopped.

Creativity is expectation, demand, understanding how much more we are worth, and the knowledge that our value is not being seen.

It opens up a world of possibility but also a world of reality that requires us to swallow our fear and fight for what we know at our core is right, no matter how difficult and frightening standing up may be.

Creativity is the beginning of a call to arms.

A call for better.

A call for expression and freedom and the allowance to live in a way that is right.

It is the beginning of a battle for our very souls and the recognition of what makes us unique, individual and inherently special.

It is you. It is me. It is us, and it is only who we are if we allow ourelves to open our hearts, look inside and be the truth that makes us eveything that we are, everything that we can be and everything that is still to be.

Until next time......