Isn't parenting a creative process? It requires that you think about things that you never thought about before, in ways you never thought about them. You try to get those feelings out, in positive, enlightening, uplifting way. Wanting to do good by your child. To help polish the rough stone that is your baby, and release the beautiful jewel that you know is inside.
And it is daunting.
There is the constant fear of failure. Of doing it wrong. Of others not liking what you are doing, or have done. There are critics everywhere.
There is the confusion when it is not going how you think it should go.
but maybe thats the problem.. the thinking.
Maybe I'm not letting it flow.
And i'm restraining the creative gremlin that wants to come through me.
It is not all me. It is greater than me. I am the pipe line through which it will flow. I need to be open and connected.
Art is meant to uplift humanity. So are people. The Angel is a people. So am I.
I just need to keep showing up; to do my part. Keep her safe, fed, warm, loved... and allow the muse to work on the rest. The parts that I dont know. It takes more than me to do this right. I am a part of the whole.