Creating

There are times when the realities of life intrude and begin to weigh me down. I can't see beyond the problem that needs to be fixed. Plans and decisions are made. Steps are taken. Things get done.

Life is lived.

However, so much is missed living this way. Forest. Trees.

Stopping. Slowing down. Enjoying what I have. Gratitude. These are the things that matter.

I feel alive when I can create something beautiful, something to feed my soul. I put pen to paper. I pick up a paintbrush. I move a hook through wire or yarn. Simple actions that yield beautiful results.

When I create, I am alive. When I create, I am living the life I was meant to live.

So I create.

Shaking off the Dust

Often times a well loved treasure gets lost. It falls between the cracks, behind something and gets hidden from view. It sits there, forgotten, collecting dust.

There may come a time when the treasure is rediscovered. Perhaps you are searching for something else and stumble across it. You may sit down in the midst of the dust and cobweb to remember. Once the years and neglect have been wiped away, you realize how much this treasure meant to you at one time. Memories come flooding back. You can feel the person you were the last time you held it.

Maybe the sight of it, the feel or the smell will inspire you to bring the treasure back to life, proudly displaying it once more. The dreams it once held are sparked anew. The past now holds the key to your future.

Lost and forgotten no more, endless possibilities await in the future.