In five years, I have grown tremendously as a human being while straying detrimentally far from my Soul.
My Creative Brain and I used to walk together hand-in-hand. We observed, analyzed, critically thought, and then created.
If five years dedicated to lifting weights has taught me anything, it is that altering life changes come from small, consistent efforts over time. If I want to return to the artist I once was, all it will take is my consistent effort and I will return back to myself.
It feels like an odd time to embrace the return of my Self when I look at my outer world and see chaos, confusion, and division. Two parallels - an inner world coming into alignment and an outer world plunging into disconnect.
Everywhere I turn there is "Breaking News," more shocking than the last. And yet, I emerge.
Over the noise of worldly confusion, my Inner Voice shines bright with clarity. I now hear Her.
Being an artist is powerful. Whether visual, musical, poetic - we have the power to bring ideas into physicality. We have the power to amplify voices and the power of relatability.
Take a look at Kendrick Lamar. An entire thesis could be written on his Super Bowl LIX performance (and I'm sure multiple will be), but I'll leave it at this:
Kendrick shines a light on his outer world by using his Inner Light. His artistic gift of storytelling brings clarity.
Artist alchemize their pain and we are seen, heard, and related to. Artists alchemize their joy and we are filled with joy.
Nina Simone famously quotes, "An artist's duty is to reflect the times." If I want to shine a light on my outer world, I must first look inside and embrace my Inner Light. It is only through the love and appreciation for myself that I can begin to illuminate outward.
The fire within me still burns and can not be extinguished. I have always been an artist, but I am growing into a creator.
