motion to create
I am constantly forced to remind myself that I want to be a creative person. I’ve been told several times recently that I am good at management, at logistics, at coordination. Earlier this week I debated applying for an administrative job to follow my graduate education.
And still, upon my shelf is a tall stack of books begging to be read, begging to be transformed into a project–a product–that displays itself as something created, not something organized. But this productivity seems consistently pushed to the realm of extra-curricular activities, accessible only after the meetings are over and emails sent.
And so, I am adding a new resolution to my list (I would consider myself fairly successful with my others thus far).
Resolve to renew your curiosity.
As my March calendar says, resume.
Amen. This is the challenge.