Creativity is like that sometimes. It waxes and wanes, flows and halts, gushes and sputters. It’s just that way – at least for me. And normally, my cup truly runneth over. Normally I have way more ideas that I can execute, way more thoughts than I can explore, way more pathways I can dream than I could ever follow.
And that has it’s wonderfulness. And it has its frustrations.
But this week, I’ve been tending to the other side where the flow has been a bit low. I know by now not to panic, I know that it’s temporary, I know that looking back it’s never been for long and that things always start flowing again. And here today, after a few days of not feeling that energy, not having that buzz, I’m past it.
And I’m back to having more ideas than I can execute. Like waves at the beach. You ride through them.