Creative Space

I sat down at my desk today for the first time in what felt like forever. I'd just seen an actor friend of mine who I always feel inspired by after we meet. I hadn't sat at my desk in months because somehow it had become a sort of dumping ground for all the random stuff that I was too tired to find a place for. I also hadn't really been as creatively productive as I wanted to be in a long time, and how could I? My sacred space was nowhere to be seen, only a faint glimmer of it peeking out from beneath a pile of clothes, books, magazines, papers, and the list goes on. But today, I came home and decided to clear my space. Open it up for creativity again (and I don't just mean the physical one). It wasn't even that hard. I threw a few things away, put the clothes away, placed the magazines in the stack that was already taking up too much space in the living room and put all the loose papers on top of the other papers that were in the box that is "to be sorted later". Not only did this create a physical space for me to work in, it also opened up a mental space that felt free of clutter. And here I am. After months of not even glancing at my blog or my website, within 20 minutes, here I am. And the thing that I think I have to remember, and we all occasionally need to be reminded of, is that our creative space must be sacred. It must be held to a degree of beauty, of magic and wonder that is kept far far away from the abyss that the rest of our cluttered and all too busy lives inhabit.