Image: Rata Gordon 2022
The End of the World
Does it ever happen to you that you get up after a terrible night of being mostly awake, and you go into the lounge to find that everyone in the house (including yourself) is either screaming, crying or peeing on the carpet?
And it is raining so hard outside you are sure that your windows are going to break and the roof is about to lift off, so you shut yourself in the bathroom to escape, ‘accidentally’ take your phone with you, accidentally read the news and discover that “three new dimensions have been added to the hell-scape” (as I recently heard Angel Nafis put it)?
You find yourself thinking – this is it. We’ve arrived. This is definitely, absolutely and completely the end of the world.
And does it ever happen to you that you wake up after a night where you actually managed to drop into proper deep sleep, and you have a coffee and the caffeine hits really good that day and instead of making you anxious, it makes you feel excited?
You have a great conversation with a friend while out walking by some beautiful body of water, and there is even a rainbow? And you get all inspired about something you’ve been wanting to work on and you go home and actually get hours plural to work on it?
Then you think, oh no no no, the world isn’t ending – something really truly wonderful is starting.
Dear heart, everything is in flux. If the world is ending (and some days it seems like it is) then it’s time to enter the eye of the needle and choose our one priority. And if a new world is beginning (and some days I am sure that it’s true), then it’s time to devote our lives to something.
Me? Either way, I’m choosing the arts.
For me, creativity is the essential enzyme which makes my life meaningful and enjoyable rather than something to be endured. Being in a creative space with others lights me up. I love it best of all.
I want to know what happens when the everyday creatives of this world start to take up space. When we give our inner artists, poets, and musicians what they need to grow.
I want to watch while the arts creep in by stealth. While they take over our garages, living rooms, and streets. While they bite chunks out of our working weeks.
I want to listen while the arts gnaw away at our hierarchies, power structures and unhelpful thoughts. While they start to create beauty out in broad daylight.
I want to join in while the arts reveal, retell and rearrange our lives.
I want to know what the arts are capable of. I want to know what we are capable of.
What about you? What are you here for? Tell me about it.
P.S. Registration is now open for Path of the Poetic Heart! This is an intimate 10 week online group programme for sensitive and courageous humans to awaken the power of their ‘inner poets’ so that they can experience the freedom of potent and joyful self-expression through creative writing, and write a pile of poems they are proud of. We kick off at the beginning of September 2022. Jump in!