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.
Happy Dance
