When the idea comes to you, it's like you've just been given a gift. Something just for you, to savour, to explore and excitingly, one day release.
We squirrel the idea away until we've time to prod it, play with it – throw it at the wall like spaghetti, to see if it sticks.
Enveloped in excitement, we fail to see the tentacle-like bonds we form around our idea, moulding it's legs around it with a vice-like grip.
Before we know it, that idea that brought a lightness & an adrenalin shot cursing through our veins, well, somehow that changed.
In place of the buzz, comes an anxious knot we feel in our stomachs, sometimes in our chest as we wonder can we really make this real. We twist and turn this idea of ours around in our heads, it drains our every waking thought, and we wonder how it's going to get done.
The whisper of fear starts to creep in, 'but what if it's not good enough?". 'I don't think I can do this.' 'Everyone else does it better,' & so our inner-saboteurs worry on.
We metaphorically put an arm over our notebook, conscious that someone might 'steal' our best idea yet before it's even had time to be born.
Our skin tinges green when we start to hear of others who suddenly announce they've just launched the exact replica of what you're beavering away at getting finished – they reached the finish line and got that mystical success first.
The balloon pops, deflated, our breath escapes us, and we slouch internally into a ball of pitiful regret. 'Why didn't I do it faster, sooner, better?' we whale. 'I'm such an idiot, I shoulda...' And so our self-flagellating goes on until we are the epitome of the tortured artist.
But it doesn't always have to be that way. If we're mindful from the start that our ideas don't belong to us, but they're simply passing through.
We're simply a vessel from which the creativity is flowing, and we are but a messenger, here to pass that wisdom on to whoever needs to feel what they'll feel when they first touch, taste, smell, see, hear that piece we made especially for them, our muse.
The creative journey can in it's whole, all be fun, if we want it to be.
So next time you pick up your tools to craft your idea, to bring a finesse to it's parts, notice how light your grip is. Take a load off, breathe out all that worry, any stress, let go of all that heavy restriction leadening your artistic tone.
Breathe in the wonder that you have this gift to create, & just let that be. No other expectations, just wonder. It's a gift. Let your ideas go free.