How is it when you’re getting married, you see brides around every corner, or when you’re pregnant, you’re suddenly surrounded by every pregnant woman within a 30 mile radius. Our minds are so charged and laser focused on our ring finger or our blossoming bellies that we can spot another shiny bride or zone in on the glow of an expectant comrade like a metal detector at a hardware store.
Maybe it’s that same phenomenon happening now.
I’m charged by how many people I’ve come across that have been hearing voices.
Not those creepy whispers that freak you out in the movies, but the light, airy voice of your Muse inviting you to find your passion.
I recently went to a wine and paint party. You know the ones. Enjoyable, but the pressure to produce a reasonable replica of the actual piece is brutal!
I was excited to get started when I saw the painting we would recreate (once the proper amount of wine had been ingested). A full moon and a purple sky full of stars; some of my very favorite things!
The cool “hippie” chick sitting next to me immediately asked if she could use different colors. Really? She must be an artist, I thought to myself. Who else would be brave enough to purposely lead such a rebellion?
She boldly stated that she had no idea what she was doing, but wanted to shake up the color scheme. I can’t pinpoint the exact moment I decided to break the rules with her, but somehow I went from a night sky to a new day dawning, the moon was now a rising sun and I even ADDED elements that weren’t in the original painting. Oh. My. Gawd.
I brought my original artwork home (I just referred to it as “original” and “art”!), and I actually added even more to my creation. It’s a multi-media piece, and yes, that type of art has been around for many, many years, but I’m just now paying attention to it… so who cares?
A few weeks prior to that, I had rediscovered one of my favorite artist’s website and was inspired all over again by her work. It’s poignant, sweet, whimsical, uplifting and healing all at the same time. At first I just wanted to BE her, but I soon began to realize that I could be ME doing something similar! I already create a line of cards and prints digitally, so why not take it to the next three dimensional level?
I’ve always had a creative desire, but I would always shush it and send it back to bed. Too many other responsibilities to indulge in those kinds of things. But during this last year and a half, the voices have been far too loud to ignore.
I opened an Etsy shop to showcase my cards. I’ve created more than one hundred, but I’ve only stocked the store with a few so far. It’s very, very small, you might even call it an online closet, but the fact that I opened it is a HUGE step! I started writing a novel (wha???), and now I’ve taken up painting/mixed media art!
My voice is no longer playfully sing songing, it’s shouting at me like an enthusiastic coach with those little bits of spittle diving toward his pumped up, eager players in the locker room. It’s no longer a desire, but a NEED to self-express!
And I’ve noticed so many others are hearing their voices too! Friends, favorite bloggers I follow, social media acquaintances, the stranger who started a conversation in line at the post office. People are starting their own business, their own non-profit organization, their own practice, or writing a musical! The heavens must be pleasantly chirpy these days with all this calling going on!
Maybe it’s just my focus. The same thing as when I was expecting. But this time I’m definitely zoning in on everyone who’s pregnant with anticipation, about to follow their heart’s desire and give birth to a dream.
A bright and shiny dream.