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Tapping into Your Creativity

September 28, 2020

Tapping into Your Creativity

By Amba Gale

Most recently, one of the Great Lessons I am being taught, during this Covid Crisis, is to stay true to the Creative Voice that is my own. To do that, I need to set aside my critic, and listen, deeply, to my own wisdom that speaks to me when I go deep into my own, inner Silence, the Silence that awaits me when I let go of identifying with my thinking mind.

The mind is so loud, with its positions, opinions, judgments, beliefs, need to be right, need to make others wrong, expectations, disappointments, regrets, worries, fears, and so forth. When I think I am that, I am gripped, and that Mind takes over my life and runs the show.

Recently, a dear friend of mine, a Benedictine Brother, counseled me to “stay inspired.” Out of that guidance, I let go of that thinking mind and asked for inspiration to take over, asked to be able to listen to the Voice that can come to me from another realm, another time, another space: the Voice of my own Wisdom.

Each morning, I discipline myself to practice going Still. In that Silence, I can hear my own creative voice speaking to me, frequently through poetry. From where I sit, which is on an island in the Puget Sound, I could look down, to where the sea greets the land, and there was a Great Blue gently flying by, with its great wing span. Here is the poem that greeted my morning. Enjoy, and enter into the simplicity of your own heart.

Heron Speaks

Oh, Great Blue,

with your great grey span of wings gliding

graceful over silent grey sea:

What are you speaking to me, this morning?

What Great Voice wants to be heard?

Do you speak of the stillness that greets the day?

Or the abundance of the fish in these waters?

Do you relish the early morning fog turning everything grey?

Or

do

you

merely

say,

“Listen!”

“Listen to the Voice of your own Simplicity.”

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