Travel and Creativity

It’s been a while since I’ve travelled. Now, it’s different because I have bubs with me. Recently, with a book signing and an academic conference, I had 5 flights in 8 days, with bubs. It was fantastic (and hard work!). I was reminded how beneficial travel is for me. It helps me to connect with who I really am. I’m on an adventure, and off exploring new areas. I’m learning. Growing. Problem solving. Having fun. Meeting new people. During this time, I really get a new perspective on my life, and the areas which matter most. And so much more. It was also a relief to find out that bubs was a good traveller himself.

During this recent travel, I realised there was an unexpected influence on my creativity. While I wasn’t directly being creative when traveling, I ended up coming back tired, but with huge levels of inspiration and ready to get into my writing. I had a whole new level of creative flow. An added benefit to this crazy stint of travel I’d recently done. And it hasn’t just lasted for a few days, this new inspiration is still going, after two weeks and hasn’t faded.

It took 5 flights in 8 days for me to find this new level of inspiration which has spilled out in to my creative projects from painting, to crocheting to writing. For me, travel feeds my soul, and now I know it also helps to call in creativity which can last for weeks.

So, where will I go on my next trip…?

 

Snatching Time to Write

Sometimes when and where I write isn’t planned. Today, I did my usual writing (which was actually editing today), then while at the shopping centre I went and did a few jobs. During this time, bubs well asleep. A deep sleep. One which I was very reluctant to wake him from, even though by this time I was more than ready to go home, and I was tired and not at all inspired to write.

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I listened to my gut, which was to go sit at another café, and to write. I’m glad I did. Because even though I was tired, I managed to write quite a bit. A lot actually. So it was a very satisfying session as I hadn’t planned writing this book today. And I wasn’t visited by the muse. It was all about me using the time that unexpectedly came available.

writing inspiration at the beachWhen I got home, I decided some fresh air was in order, so I got bubs back in the pram, Kimba on the lead and off we went to walk along the beach. During this time my mind started composing an abstract I had worked on at the first café. Suddenly my thoughts were ordered. So I sat on a bench and wrote them in my phone capturing the essence. Was this the muse? Maybe or maybe not. I think it was more to do that I had worked on the abstract this morning and so it was in the forefront of my mind. Then while walking, my subconscious pushed forward the suggestions I needed.

So for a day which was going to be a bit unproductive writing wise, turned out to be very successful. Only because I was open to snatching time to write. This is the writer’s journey, going with the unexpected.

Lilliana

Blessed

This morning when writing in a café I was interrupted by a lady. Nothing unusual for that to happen to me. I give off some vibe, or I’m like a light to moths, and people come to talk to me when I’m writing in cafés.

What was different about today was, that bubs wasn’t happy to be in his pram, so he was in my arms. It had been an effort to get out of the house, into the car, and to the café. But I had persisted. Left my phone behind which always causes me to feel naked. Also left one of the notebooks I wanted to write in at home. But I had made it to the café, the computer was open, and while not ideal I could sort of type one handed while holding bubs. What was really happening was that bubs was getting cuddles, and nothing was getting written. At least I could have my thinking time and ponder on what I wanted to write (which was a middle grade book, based on a story idea I had written about 7 years ago, so there was plenty to ponder).

Then when I was rocking gently side to side, cuddling bubs, staring at my screen, my mind deep in the world I wanted to create, an elderly lady came up to me. She said, ‘Bless you.’

I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I smiled. It’s a good thing to say to someone, right? Even if not religious. Then she repeated her blessing. ‘Bless you both.’

I responded with ‘thanks’. Then she said I’d made her day seeing us there.

She asked what his name was and thought Shephard was a lovely name. It connected deeply to her, and justified her actions in coming to bless us both. She told me we had made her day by seeing us.

It’s interesting the symbolic world that we live in. Shephard has a religious connotation (not at all why I choose this name for him) along with the lady’s action of blessing me. Something deeper here was going on perhaps. Either way it was a lovely interaction with a stranger.

Then she said it was lovely to meet us, and went on her way. All of us, her and me and bubs, with much lighter hearts as we continued the day.

(And do you know what I kid you not, as I write this and post it we’ve just received another blessing, this time from an elderly man. The angels are with us today.)

Lilliana

Feeding

Caffeine to feed my body

Academic writing to feed my mind

Cafe with bub to feed my soul

This is more than a trip to a cafe for a coffee!

Joy After Art Class

Before art class I was feeling tired, low energy and not at all in the mood to leave my home and paint for a few hours. Creating was the last thing on my mind. All I wanted to do was curl up on my lounge under a blanket and watch mind numbing TV. I’d also like to note that I’d had a busy week so it wasn’t surprising I was tired.

Despite my tired mood, I picked myself off the lounge and went off to art class. I started a new painting, I learnt a new technique and I stepped into the unknown that’s always there when creating.

It was much better than spending the evening at home. And I was much happier. It certainly worked for me to create and lift my mood, and help me to reconnect with my joy.

Lilliana Rose

www.lillianarose.com

Summer Solstice

From dear friend Anna Hood from Guiding Light Psychics has written about the summer solstice.

Another perspective of celebration at this time of year. I’m feeling very thankful, and looking to cooking up a storm with my family tomorrow and sharing quality time with them.

From Anna:

Summer Solstice blessings everyone!

While traditionally celebrated on December 21st, astrologically, in Australia 2017, December 22nd (tomorrow) is the longest day of the year. The Sun is then at its highest and brightest, and this marks Summer Solstice or Litha.

While it is Yule or Winter Solstice in the Northern hemisphere (on which the Christian festival of Christmas is based), here in the Southern hemisphere, it is our harvest festival.

Summer Solstice is a time of abundance: of enjoying and connecting with nature, and certainly of celebrating and receiving the Earth’s bounty. So the practice of feasting and gift giving as we do at Christmas in Australia is not out of step with the season!

This is a time to be thankful, and to enjoy and to share abundance with all. Feast and be merry, give and receive freely.

Blessings to all!

Treat Yourself

 

“You treat yourself a lot,” a friend said to me recently.

“Well no one else will,’ was my reply.

This is the reality of adult life. Sure I get gifts at my birthday, Christmas, and throughout the year from family and friends but it’s the little spontaneous treats that can lift my spirits and help me to be motivated to keep persisting with the projects I’m working on. If I don’t treat myself then it won’t happen. But despite knowing this I also forget to treat myself, or try new treats, or mix it up for myself.

What do I mean by treats? My puppies get treats all the time. Often they get the same food treat and each time they react with surprise and joy and gratitude. That’s really the outcome I’m trying to create within myself. (But I’m not always wanting food treats.)

my puppies ready for a treat
Waiting for a treat.

Part of the key is for me to come up with a treat which is inexpensive, fun and spontaneous. Like when I’m at the supermarket and blueberries are on special and in season. A perfect treat for no reason except that I deserve it. Peonies are in season and their flowery faces call me, so I buy a small bunch and the cheer they provide in my home lasts for days. I walk bare feet along the beach right at the point where the sea wets the sand. I try a new café. I have a bath. I bake myself a banana cake and smear icing on the top.

Blueberries
Blueberries

There are so many ways I treat myself yet I forget to do it. I get busy, or I’m consumed by deadlines, or I’m exhausted. I’ve got all the excuses but really during these times I’m not in my natural life flow and so I’ve forgotten about me. That’s all right because at some point I’ll remember and I can adjust my pace, re-find my flow, and get back to giving myself the treats. For me that’s part of giving the treat to myself because it shows I’m in the flow of life. I’m relaxed, chilled and I see something that has meaning and will lift my spirit, even if it doesn’t need lifting.

Not only do I forget to treat myself even though I have a variety of ways to spoil myself, the act of rediscovering a treat I’ve not used for a long time is particularly up lifting and rejuvenating for my soul. For instance, recently while on holidays from my day job, feeling unmotivated to write, I decided I’d read evget consciousen though it was before 9am and reading is what I do in the afternoon. I set my phone to play music – Gratitude by David and Steve Gordon and I read. And read. And read. Then I remembered another treat I used to have. Spending the entire day reading. How decadent! A top shelf treat I’d long forgotten how to reach for – one that’s taken years to remember. I read Ali Walker’s book Get Conscious, perfect for someone like myself who is the constant busy bee and thinker.

Now I’ve remembered this treat in particular I’ll be aiming to do it more often. What treats to you enjoy? Are there any you’ve not given yourself of a long time? I’d love to read about them in the comments below.

Thanks for reading,

Lilliana Rose

www.lillianarose.com