Sometimes I just get an overwhelming urge to create. It is likely that if you are reading this you understand how I feel. It’s a funny thing since I make my living as a creative person that I still find a fascination in this. It’s hard to know when or where it will strike. Sometimes it’s a certain smell, a memory, a song on the radio, a color combination in a shop window.
The creative urge envelops me like the arms of an old friend, so very comforting. When this happens I remember just how blessed I am to have this gift. Not a gift of being good at something but simply the gift of joy creating brings. I hope to live to a ripe old age and have my creative spirit as a dear friend by my side through good times and bad. I wish the same for you:)