Avoiding the Process is Avoiding Creation

POV: just finished listening to a podcast series with Brené Brown and Dr. Sarah Lewis and needed to brain dump. It’s not an article, read it twice.

Motivating yourself to confirm your own talent or passion is like a dog teaching itself to roll over; the treats would be overindulged and regurgitated in minced form on a laminate floor. It is effective when you are ignorant enough to believe in yourself, but my self critic works like a disability. Severely shaping me through dispersed pity by the all-mini self critic living in my noggin.

Creativity is magic, it appears from nothing and begins by hands of the deceiver. To create is to deceive your self-critic; an audience member you don’t want at your magic show. To be inspired is to act. To act and surrender to your passion is a line that divides creators from creative people. Deception can only be accomplished by surrendering to the discomfort of the process, the isolation of creating and not concerning the reach of a compared and contrasted audience.

To surrender is to commit time and energy. To embrace the anxiety of risk and the mystery of creation. A commitment sounds like work, committing is deciding to work, but surrendering makes the process a priority. To suffer is to surrender. To grieve is to surrender. Using your power by submitting to passion is the intention of true creators. Using your power to rethink your passion is insanity — repetition without an actionable step forward. Wielding control and maintaining stamina through discomfort divides creators from creative people.

The discomfort of creating requires resiliency. To surrender is to be flexible, kind, and resilient when you labor through your passion. Isolation is not a sustainable environment for kindness. I work lone on projects in search of priority as I wield power over my passions. I possess the drive to search. This is how I surrender right now. It starts with you and ends with you, with intangible malleability.

Is it selfish to want more than I want now? Is it OK to resent a lifestyle I desire? Stressed, stimulating confusion about the big picture of how I and my priorities fit into the world as I absorb projections of someone I’ve only met mirrored. Is it inevitable that my journey is a lone road taken by few selfish gods — true creators? Is it avoidable to underestimate the untouchable, the unchangeable? I have more to give, more to surrender, and less to prioritize.