I’m in a creative draught right now. There was a point in my life when I would write poetry while sitting in class, at my desk at work, during church, at Starbucks, anywhere I was sitting still. But now…I can barely string together a few words to eek out a blog.
It has been so frustrating. I am a creative person. But–I think that for someone to be creative, they have to be in a creative environment. Which I am not. I miss reading the classics. I miss being challenged by some of the greatest minds in the world. I miss being intellectually challenged. I miss being creatively challenged.
This week I had a co-worker tell me that she feels alive when she is in the office. She is enjoying learning all of the new information about her new job. I want to feel that way. I just don’t know if medical devices do that for me…or ever will. I’m trying to do the best job that I can, with the most integrity and the standard of excellence that I know is required. Feeling as if I am stagnating is making that increasingly difficult.
I want to be creative again. I have to purpose to rediscover my creativity. So, that is my goal. To set aside time for creativity…