Create.

Something inside me stirs when I think of creating.   This was my year to realize that I create.   I am not necessarily one who creates from nothing.  I am one who takes stuff and puts it together to create new stuff.  I draw my inspiration from things that are already there and make them mine.  I am a thief of sorts.  Not malicious, just a bit mischievous.  I put my twist on them.  I shake them up big or give them a little push.  When I am done, I am full, satisfied.

I explored many modes of creation this year.  On the heels of the Colorado Writing Project, I started two blogs – one for educational eulogizing and one for creative writing.  I explored Photoshop Elements and used those skills, plus my newly found passion for writing, to create a movie under the guidance of The Center for Digital Storytelling.  I began a “quilt” of sorts with chicken wire and bits of fabric cut from the costumes I created for Merry-Andrew Afoot children’s theatre.  I had to release that part of my life’s creating, as there was no longer storage space for the costumes I designed and built over the years.  I finally learned how to wrap wire to connect beads and not settle for just stringing them.  I started a writing group that meets on Wednesdays.  I stepped out of my comfort zone and took a class with real writers.  Humbling experience.  I am the better for it.

            Revel.

            By this time next year I want to be exhausted, not from worry, nor from work.  I want to be filled with the joy of following my bliss.  I will write this year, starting with this project.   I will allow myself the time to frolic putting words to paper.   I will photograph and wallow in the enchantment of placing images to my satisfaction, not keeping them where they are supposed to be.  I will be poet and artist with abandonment.

I fly to the moon and pluck Venus from its address
And place it round my wrist with amethysts and silver.
I weave colors of rainbows from bits and scraps of trailing remembrances.
I cobble my words with humble gratitude toward the muses.
I create and revel in the jubilance of invention.  

Author’s Note:
Today’s prompt from Reverb10:
December 1 One Word.
Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2011 for you?
(Author: Gwen Bell)