My husband Roger and I have been discussing the act of creation
a lot lately. No, we are not thinking of having children! A bit
late in the game, and I’m not even sure the hardware would
cooperate.
Actually, Roger is a painter and I am a writer. It’s ironic and
sometimes distressing to realize that we use our “gifts” mostly
in service to the work we choose to do for others; Roger through
graphic design and me through writing marketing materials and
coaching. We express our true ourselves to a degree, but the
work is produced for others. It is not the same experience as
[tag]creating a work of art–whether it be it be a painting, a
sculpture, a book, or a souffle–purely to please oneself.
We are grateful for our opportunities and variety of work, but
we have challenged ourselves anew to make the act of pure
creation a greater priority in our lives.
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