Getting to know my creativity

 

When I try to describe my creativity, I find myself in front of an enormous kind of being. It is so big that I can’t put limits on it. I can’t hold it in my hands, I can only go through it.

When I am alone with my creativity, I find myself in the savage world, where amazing wild creatures can appear in any moment. I find myself in front of the unknown, big extensions of virgin lands beneath my feet.

When I try to describe my creativity, I can’t pronounce any words, all what I can do is to experience it fully and talk about the intense feelings that are awoke in me.

When I want to observe my creativity, a fast and powerful blow of wind brings me where I have never been and my vision gets lost in the infinite universe.

When I decide to connect with my creativity, I become absorbed by it and I stop being who I used to be. My identity disappears, the world is no more how I knew it and the whole reality becomes a vast field of possibilities.

I am no longer a serious responsible adult. I am only a playful kind of being who wants to experience the most trepidant adventures.

I can’t understand life as I did, I am braver, focused on what I really want and determined to follow the strong impulses that are born in me.

Fear is an invention of the intellect, my true animal feels strong and knows exactly what it has to do to be save, magnificent and in the most elevated state. Because highness is its home, were it belongs and it deserves to be.

I am an animal of height. I am familiar with elevated conditions and I find myself in my true environment when I go as up as my freedom allows me to be.