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…