embracing your genesis

the beauty of the beginning

There is so much beauty to be found in the beginning of the process.

A rather

Slept on

Part of the process

Is the cool fresh wind of a feeling

The feeling of not knowing.

Where this creation

Might take you

What the creation

Might evoke

Or if the creation

May spring legs of its own

Spurt into a living thing

Never to escape your mind

Begging, please

Take me into the physical realm

Share me with the void

Or maybe the world

If they even care to peek.

When a new idea births itself

And you literally can’t rid your brainspace of it

The idea nudges you

Whispers, almost.

“Hey. I’m here. Water me, if you dare.”

When we begin to mold what was once just a thought

Into a body of art

Of whatever medium calls to you

The very start

Is such a pretty time

Adorned with glittery invitation

If you decide to open it

And add your pure artistic energy to it

The possibilities

Are literally endless.

At the beginning

We don’t think about the ending.

We focus on the unfolding

The slow, methodical, steps.

The grit that no one else sees

But the creator themself.

Do you share your ideas with anyone when they are fresh?

Or do you preserve the newness in a tight sealed protective wrap?

Like my grandma’s decade old couch?

Choose to protect your baby’s face from being seen, stolen, or misunderstood?

Rightfully so

Because you are truly creating

For you. And solely you.

Sharing

Is where

We hope

That maybe

It will touch the eyes, ears, hands, mouth, or mind

Of the ones that will appreciate it most.

Best case scenario

We grow a community

Of like minded individuals

Who make this path, once walked alone

Feel surrounded with opportunity

And sweet hands reaching out

To help.

To love.

To support.

To encourage.

There is a hidden beauty

In the beginning.

If you let it be

Beautiful.

If you allow yourself

To start from nothing.

To scratch at the surface

For a deeper creation.

And if no one cares

What harm does it do

To share with the empty seats

And applaud for yourself

Until others eventually trickle in too

- The Flesh Out