I have written one hundred and some hubs in the last year and a half. Prior to hubpages, I wrote several professional books, but my main enjoyment in writing had been short stories and a couple of novels which are still hatching. I also dabbled in poetry and music.
When I first ventured into writing, I would some times sit for hours laboring over a sentence. Sometimes the writing flowed and sometimes it didn't. A glass of single malt scotch or robust red wine was an important ingredient in enhancing the creative spirit which I always claimed as my own. Boy was I ever off base!
Then I read, no, I studied, well, I devoured The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron, and I began writing morning pages. It didn't take me long to become keenly aware that I did not own either the creative Spirit or even a creative spirit. I just get to be the funnel, so to speak, the fingers that type the words, and my main job is to get out of the way! When I began composing music in the same vein, I could not believe the melodies and the harmonies coming out of my keyboard especially since I have no training in composition.
Recently, I have again been putzing around the garden of poetry, perhaps ironic to use that word. And, lo and behold when I get out of the way, it does appear that I am doing more than just putzing around. Sometimes the results are "Wow! That came from me?" Well, no it didn't. Again, I stay humble and acknowledge that I am just lucky enough to be the funnel.
This is in no way diminishing myself. Being a funnel for the creative Spirit is a real honor, and I love each and every time it happens. It is akin to making love.
While I have been in the garden of poetry, I have also been exploring my relationship with my Higher Power, with God, and looking at that relationship as a relationship between lovers. One of my first really fun and favorite poems that blossomed out of this exploration was "I Slept With JesusI" http://hubpages.com/hub/LOVES-LOVE-POEMS
Some people find the poem weird, but I find it refreshing and powerful. The experience that gave life to the poem brought me and still brings me incredible peace and serenity.
So I share with you the following poem, entitled Your Radiance. It's a poem about a relationship, and if you listen carefully, you can hear the voice of God whispering, "I love you." The poem grows out of a dream and as much as I wanted to express the powerful experience in poetry, nothing happened until I consciously moved my SELF out of the way, and then the images and words just came bounding out on to the page like popcorn popping without a lid to contain it.
I don't know about you, but I get really turned on by the creative process, the creative Spirit finding its way through me. I sometimes make it more difficult than necessary because of my own inner critic, and then I remember who I am criticizing. It is not myself, but the big Poet in the sky. A little daunting. So yes, humility is important in letting the Spirit run its course back and forth across my left and right hemispheres,
Thank you for reading my little tidbit here, and thank you for reading and enjoying Your Radiance. You may leave the Spirit a comment. He or She will appreciate them.
Like a candle,
Casting flickering shadows on my face,
Invites me, with open arms,
To enter the light
The eyes of my heart
Gasp at your precious splendor,
Your lips whisper
Throughout the nooks and crannies of my soul,
Throughout the chambers of my heart.
Such delicate words.
Such treasured words.
I will hold them
In my heart,
Like the sound of the ocean
Forever whispering in the shell.
Those three unmistakable silent words.
I love You.
As I move into your light,
My breath is drawn out of me
Like gentle winds
Sweeping down the canyons and valleys
Of your soul.
I gladly and loudly
Whisper my response.
I love You.
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