Something that strikes me most about the first chapter of Finding Water is one of the quotes, one by Abraham Maslow: "A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be at peace with himself. What a man can be, he must be." Maybe because I do not feel at peace with myself right now, I lingered on these words. I am not writing poetry, yet my thesis is supposed to be a collection of poetry. I want to write poetry, but I am not doing it. This is one reason I am part of this group.
Another part of the chapter I paid close attention to is on page 47, where Julia Cameron writes a series of "It is possible" thoughts. I even wrote "It is possible" in the margin there, because this is something else I must work on: 'uncovering my sense of optimism'.
6 comments:
I love your new picture!
And I keep gravitating back to that same quote . . . for the same reason. :)
I love the new pic too!
I am also a writer who isn't writing. It's so weird how that happens. A part of me feels like I've had such a lack of inspiration and another wonders if this is truly my path. I hope you share your answers on this journey, I look forward to hearing about this creative adventure.
I have to get this book. I do have her writing book coming my way soon "The Right to Write"
I agree with what you say. For me, I lose my sense of optimism with my work when I think the outcome has to be perfect. When I just play around and explore with no expectations, I'm usually pleasantly surprised.
abraham makes a good point. when i take time to really think about it, i am THE MOST happy when i am actually writing. not thinking about it, but DOING it.
here's a toast to uncovering a sense of optimism. here's another toast to poetry.
A blogging friend, 2 actually, commented several weeks back, when I was a bit blocked: paint a bad picture. And I did. And it unleased a not bad one and a ton of good clay work. Go ahead, write a bad poem and see what happens.
My thesis was based around a creation poem...and after I committed to it I left my facilitators office thinking: omg I have to write a creation poem. What if I can't? As it turns out, I was so ready the whole thing: autobiography, poem, critical analysis just poured out and I had to stop because I had too many pages! Breathe - it will happen!
Post a Comment