Do we ever lose our creativity or do we lose ourselves? ✧
Did I forget how to pick up a paintbrush or was I just too frightened of what the world would think once they saw my heart on a canvas 𐙚
Would they point and laugh?
I used to be so much more fearless ♡
As a child drawing between the words of a teachers lecture, only to be told to hold up and show the class what I was doing instead of listening ✧
I would do anything really since sitting still was never my idea of fun ౨ৎ
I’d draw fairies in the spaces between my two column notes, a space that was intentionally made just for them, and the lines became branches of trees ✧
How fearless I was ⋆
I remember buying my first canvas again after years of not painting ✧
It collected dust for years after that; as the thought of starting such a project felt too scary, too damning ♡
I was afraid of the vulnerability and the way my inner self could be seen by the world 𐙚
Is that the right of passage into adulthood?
If so then I beg of you don’t grow up..
I beg of you to never lose the magic of color and fairy wings ✧
Everything is magic ♡
May we remain in neverland and never grow up together and I will love all your art just as much as everyone else will ౨ৎ
I want bruises on my legs and dirt in my fists ✧
May I find myself again with my face buried in beds of flowers and rainbows in the sprinklers of lawns 𐙚
When did you start believing your creativity needed permission to exist? ✧
#whimsical #solarplexuschakra #creativity #fairies #wldrthings
Reflecting on the nostalgic memories of childhood creativity and the fear that often stifles artistic expression in adulthood reminds me how powerful and vulnerable creativity is. In my own experience, I've noticed that embracing creativity means allowing myself to be open to imperfections and the judgments of others. When I first decided to pick up my paintbrush after years of hesitation, I was overwhelmed by self-doubt, worried that my art wouldn't be understood or appreciated. Yet, I found that the act of creating itself was deeply healing — it allowed me to reconnect with a part of myself I had long ignored. One way I overcame that fear was by dedicating time to paint without any expectation of the final outcome. I learned to enjoy the process—the colors, the textures, and the freedom to express whatever feelings surfaced. Like sitting beneath a blooming cherry tree and savoring each petal falling on my face, creativity thrives in the present moment, not in the pursuit of perfection or approval. This journey also taught me the importance of preserving childlike wonder in art. Drawing fairies or whimsical shapes may seem frivolous to some, but it taps into imagination and joy that adults often lose. When we allow ourselves to create without limits, we invite magic back into our lives, helping us to remain open to beauty and possibilities. During times of creative block or anxiety, a helpful practice is to engage with nature or simply observe the small miracles around us—the gentle fall of flower petals, the play of light in a room, or the soothing rhythm of a breeze. These moments remind us creativity is everywhere, waiting to be acknowledged. So, if you've ever felt that your creativity needed permission to exist, know that you are not alone. Creativity is a fundamental part of being human, and it thrives most when embraced fearlessly. Never let go of that spark, for within it lies the capacity to heal, inspire, and transform.
