Before the Creative Process
From Dreama’s Paris Journal…
…I could feel my shoulders rubbing shoulders with the energy of all those who were here before me.
I gathered from them that they too often felt ‘lost’. At the Musée Montmartre—those black and white photos of artists—I felt myself in them, part of those scenes.
It was all so familiar in ways that transcended the modern Paris. It was a spirit, an energy that has existed always and I, for the very first time—felt a stirring that said…these are my people.
I get them and more importantly, they get me. They know me better than I know me.
Perhaps the biggest thing that has stood in my way is my own belief that I was less.
Less than what was beautiful. Less than what dazzled. Less than, less than.
Less than what was needed to be
In my walking in Paris, with every footfall, with every quiet moment over a cappuccino, I felt the presence of creativity.
I felt its pull, pulling me into the circle
Telling me this is where I’ve always belonged.
My own beliefs were what kept me on the outside looking in.
I write this because I know this story to be true for all of us.
We each belong…
Additional thoughts: Our beliefs are more powerful than we know. And are often times hidden. Uncovering them and challenging them–that is the work. Are our beliefs worthy of us? Are they supporting us or standing in our way?
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