Today, I am choosing to share: to be honest, it has taken me a long time to share or take credit for the things I have done. A childhood trauma, we can call it that if you want, discouraged by my parents at an early age, asking for anything or showing up for myself seemed impossible. The first time I shared a piece of written work, it took all I had to push the execute button. I held my breath, closed my eyes, and wondered if anyone would read it. It was a shared perspective on being a sister. The one person to discredit my point of view was my sister, and that hurt the most. The answer to the question, why do I share? I am looking for appreciation, confidence, and the ability to continue creating.

I just wanted to take a moment to recognize a few amazing women who consistently show up, encourage others, and help make this community feel so alive. A huge thank you to @Liliana Scott, @Jeanette Banda, and @Sarah Thomas. 💛 Your willingness to participate, share your creative journey, complete the prompts, and engage with this community doesn't go unnoticed. Every post, every reflection, and every bit of encouragement you offer helps create the welcoming, supportive space I dreamed this community could be. Thank you for showing up, for trusting the process, and for helping make Start Creating Again such a special place. I truly appreciate each of you. 🫶🏽✨ Let's show them some love in the comments! 💜🎨

Hey gang, I have sick this past week and just now coming back to life. Sorry I have missed the community and getting back into my groove. Hope everyone has a wonderful day.

so this morning I tried to do the creative thing in the morning before the house woke up. It was a no-go. I have been in a funky headspace all weekend. I came downstairs and turned on my lamp, turned on music, and just sat for a minute trying to stir up some feeling or motivation, and it just wouldn't come. I already have a ritual of turning on music and TV in the background, in a special area to sit in, away from my computers that I set up last week, so I should be good to go, but nothing. Maybe this evening after work I'll be better. Just a lot on my heart this weekend. i cried for the first time in like 7 or 8 years. I literally started therapy because I was wondering how normal it is not to cry. This creative process, I believe, is opening me up to parts of myself that went numb.

Letting go of the idea that I must be productive every single day and my idea of what productive is. It is ok for me to make space for myself to engage in self care or creativity. It doesn’t always have to tight time management and school or work. I don’t have to be creative all day ( even though that’s not a bad idea) I can start my day with 10 minutes of creativity to set my mind and spirit on a positive path for the day.