Intuitive Creativity

I have taken up a lot of space on this blog sharing my humanness: my struggles to invoke and maintain a higher, more loving perspective on my life. Perhaps I have been largely sharing the parts of myself that I struggle with; my small, weak, afraid parts...the parts that are anxious, that don't feel good enough, that rush and do, and strive. I have offered you my shadows. So now as it comes time to share with you the largeness of my light, I can hardly find the words. I have read that we are only looking for certain mental and emotional states, and all things that we seek to obtain on the outside, are in pursuit of these inner feelings. This week when I went to see my counselor through work, I had only good feelings to report. I have felt a strange lack of overwhelm in my life this past week. Perhaps I will have to move into a language of poetry. What does light look and speak like? How does it arrive? Is it here because I have reached out and asked for support? Has it alighted spontaneously in my body because I have cried out entire...