Creative Thoughs

 


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Do you ever wonder, where did that thought come from? I don’t, because I say to myself, boy, I’m glad that thought is here. It came at just the right time. I was afraid I was heading down the path of linear thinking, and that is not the path—that just isn’t me.

For me, well, I don’t have a name for it, but it is my inner spirit, and it always helps me and is there for me no matter what. And most important, it listens to me.

Recently I have been on the path of imagination. Many urge me to take the path of logic and not the path of creative energy, but for me that path really doesn’t seem to work. I continually run into roadblocks, but I continue to try to knock them down.

Has anyone ever done that—taken a path of logic when you should have taken the one of your creative thoughts? Have you come to the point where you no longer want to work with that thought? I have, and it is very hard to move away from it. It is hard to.

Has anyone ever done that to one of your creative thoughts, and you no longer want to move forward with it? I have had that happen to mine many times.

It is very hard to hold on to that beam of creativity, of intuition—it is hard to hold on to that spark, that flickering that may even be you, your dream for your life. But you do. And you have many, many doubts along the way, but you persist because there is that spark, that thought that pops into your head, and you don’t know where it comes from, and you just have to create that thought.

I have been calling those thoughts sacred because they, for me, really are sacred, and I move forward with them and ignore those who tell me not to. I just have to. I trust this path I am on and its whispers, and I move forward in faith.

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