I have been mulling over this idea of what it means to be blocked. There are many different theories and reasons that have been stated out there about what being blocked. I have come to my own personal conclusion about being what I call "Chronically Blocked." I reside in that space because I am letting myself be there.It is not as if the block comes and beats me down and takes hold, I have to give it permission. The same goes for when I need to create. I MUST ALLOW what wants to come through to come through.
I read an amazing piece by a friend and Writer Kiini Ibura Salaam, . What she stated here drives home perfectly what I feel:
"There is always something to create if we allow ourselves--without judgment, reservation, or expectation—to be a vessels for/of creativity. An artist is a clearing, a space for ideas to be born. When we resist our ideas, we are turning away from the creative spirit. We can’t dictate the content of our artistic output for we have less control over the nature our art than we like to think. The creative impulse has its own life—honor it. Be a fertile ground for creativity. Don’t focus on making the right choices, or mounds of money, or being an artistic genius. The creative act is in and of itself genius. For the secret is this: the act of realizing our ideas is what allows us to mature as artists. It is not a waiting game. Artists grow by making art. Rather than wait for the most brilliant idea, dive in. When you listen to your ideas and honor your impulses, you become a larger and more profound clearing for creativity to come thundering through."
In the space of constantly being available for the creative force to use me, I discovered this amazing book.
At first some of the exercises seemed a little odd and funny. I realized as I went through some of the exercises, something in me was loosening up. I experienced a level of spontaneity that I hadn't in a while; a break from the monotony of thinking about, being about and talking about being blocked. I felt freer to write without my critic working overtime. I was creating because I was allowing myself to PLAY! To show up. To do the unexpected. To start a song(or whatever I'm moved to create in that moment from a silly/ sad/ sassy space. I figured, if I could take a minute to juggle three pieces of balled up paper, I could sit down and work on a song. I am also realizing (slowly but surely) that creating is not about perfection. It is about allowance.
So, Go 'head and do the thing!