Our creativity "is a gift meant to be given, not kept." Kevin Ashton, How To Fly A Horse
When you read something so true it shoots your heart with an arrow of honesty, you take notice.
I believe our individual spark, if not encouraged to blaze into the bonfire of our light, will burn us from the inside out.
If we keep it chained by the quiet desperation of fear and mediocrity, it will destroy us. And we will silently thrash about and anguish in the inferno of what we could have become.
Play is the mischievous handmaiden to our creativity.
Play gives us the joy we deserve
Play brings us harmony.
Play is the light.
Play is the tickle and the muse.
Play asks for nothing but uninhibited activity.
As we begin that cautious dialogue with creativity, bring play out first.
She will help you laugh and enjoy your stumble, bumble early strokes. She will hush the ego of obscure perfection. She will give you the courage to begin.