Creativity

I was brought up a Christian, never being asked my opinion nor even talked to about what that meant. I went to church with my mother, stayed after for Sunday school, and performed in Christmas pageants, when asked to. Everything I remember from my experience with this religion is veiled in humiliation, fear, worry, anxiety, death, and repression. It was not until my college years, after rejecting my mother's church and all forms of spirituality, that I began to learn about and explore other religions, being most drawn to Buddhism. But even Buddha left me feeling inadequate, never being able to meditate for long, or to be a compassionate and loving person. Hence, for the past many years, I have been religion-less. However, a few months ago I participated in a creativity workshop and now I believe in the Great Creator.1

The universe and everything in it, absolutely everything, is a creation. Don't ask me who or what created it all; I don't think anyone knows the answer to that. I believe in the energy, the creative energy that runs through every living thing. This energy is divine. Because this divinity is pure energy, there is no judgement whatsoever. This energy is my God. Not a woman, nor a man, my God takes form as my artist, who at the moment is a young girl. She is my right hand man.2

I disagree with nothing my religion says, for it has no doctrine.3

I serve my God by listening and by creating. I work to know myself; what I like and dislike, how I feel best on this earth, what I truly desire, and I strive to do what I know I must to stay on my creative-spiritual path. God is Art, Art is God. God collaborates with my artistic ideas, which come from the divine creative energy I allow to flow through me, and I create that which was meant to be.