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There comes a point in our lives when the dam can no longer hold back the waters. For me, that time is now. The gentle trickle of creativity that once flowed through my days had built up behind a barrier of doubt, hesitation, and even melancholy. But now, that dam is breaking-and the waters are rushing forth.
This flood of creativity might feel overwhelming at first, like I'm in over my head, but I know these waters will bring nourishment and growth. As I dive into painting again and commit to self with opening my online gallery, I'm allowing these waters to seep into every corner of my life- washing away the dust of hesitation and bringing with them a renewed sense of purpose and healing. Sometimes, letting the dam break is the best thing we can do for ourselves. It's a reminder that even when we feel like we're being swept away, we're also being carried to new places of growth and inspiration.
When old waters grow stagnant, we find ourselves gazing back at what once was, searching for signs of growth amidst the stillness. It's easy to feel like we're being left behind, especially when others around us are moving forward or forging new paths. But as I sit here on the edge of this breaking dam, I realize that this flood of new beginnings isn't just about leaving things behind - it's about transforming them.
A year after so much change, I thought I would be further along than I am now. Yet in many ways, I feel like I'm only just beginning to figure out who I am again - and even then, I'm not entirely sure what that means. I once believed that adding more layers to the dam - trying to stay in control - was the safest way forward. But in doing so, I unknowingly halted my creative flow. And with it, my healing.
I've come to realize there's so much healing in my creations; they're like a journal on canvas. By putting that creative flow aside, I thought i was doing what was best. But now I understand - it's something I need to keep flowing to move forward softly and gently.
So here I am, letting it all flow. Not just the paint, but the stories, the emotion, the questions, and the becoming.
It gives me a bit of giddiness to say, stay tuned for the launch of my upcoming gallery. I hope my journal on canvases speak to some part of your story, too. And if it does, welcome - there's always space for you here, too.
Love you to pieces and whole again,
Robin
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