🎨 Falling Into Creativity: Seasons of the Soul

There’s a rhythm to creativity that doesn’t always follow a schedule. For me, it comes in waves—like the changing seasons. One moment I’m painting with words, ideas, or images for hours on end, and the next, the canvas sits quietly, waiting. I’ve always been this way, even as a child. Creativity flows in spurts, and when it does, time flies. But when it pauses, time drags—and I find myself in a different phase of being.

🍁 Autumn: My Creative Awakening

Fall is my favorite time of year. There’s something about the crisp air, the golden leaves, and the quiet hush of nature preparing to rest that stirs my spirit. I often say I “FALL” into creativity during this season. It’s as if the world outside mirrors the world within—both shedding, both revealing, both ready to create something new.

🔥 Winter: Cozy Stillness and Quiet Inspiration

Winter has its own charm. I love it when I don’t have to brave the snow or worry about frozen pipes. Inside, the heater glows with flickering fake flames, casting a warm light across the room. It’s cozy, peaceful, and perfect for reflection. Even when creativity slows, I find comfort in the quiet—watching classic TV shows and movies from my childhood, or simply resting in the warmth of home.

🌷 Spring and Summer: Renewal and Routine

Spring brings joy after a long, harsh winter. It’s a season of hope, of opening up again. And summer, while beautiful, is full of buzzing chores—grass cutting, flies, bees, and the hum of life. Still, I enjoy it. Every season has its place in the rhythm of my life.

📺 When Creativity Pauses

When I’m not creating, I turn to other comforts. I watch DVDs from the days of my youth—nostalgic shows that remind me of simpler times. I take walks, do strength exercises, and let my mind rest. These moments aren’t empty; they’re restorative. They prepare me for the next wave of inspiration.

💭 A Creator’s Dream

Sometimes I dream of a world where creators like me are supported simply for being who we are. A Basic Universal Income—yes, Elon Musk, I’m looking at you—would be a blessing for those of us who live to create. We’re waiting at the window, ready to catch it as it falls.

Whether you’re in a season of creating or resting, know that both are sacred. The soul needs time to breathe, to reflect, and to be. And when the muse returns, she’ll find you ready—with brush in hand, heart open, and a cozy fire flickering nearby.