There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens.
Creativity comes and goes. It’s here one minute, and gone another. It can seem elusive and fleeting at times.
I had one of those wilderness seasons last week. With some of the things going on in the world, my livelihood appeared to be under threat; for a few days I was distraught and stressed, considering what life might be like if I was no longer able to teach and make art for a living, and would have to return to an outside job to be able to make ends meet. It was a very bleak week, day after day, picturing all that would change…and getting lost in a world of worry.
Each of us has seasons to walk through. Times when we’re up, times when we’re down. When we’re growing, or stagnant, moving forward or sliding backwards down the mountain. It’s a rhythm of life that I wish at times we could avoid but at the end of each dark season, as I step into the light – I have a new appreciation for the low times.
The difference is stark at those moments. Perspective is turned 180 degrees. I look up at the blue sky, rather than staring at the shadows. Creativity rushes in like a roaring river, washing away the negativity and restoring hope. It may be the same level of creativity I’d had before that dark week – but the contrast with what I had just experienced makes the sun brighter, the flowers more fragrant, and the singing of birds even more melodious.
It’s days like this when we remember…a candle burns brightest in the darkness. Appreciate the season you’re in right now, dark or light. Know one thing for sure: it will change, when the time is right.