Are you celebrating your creations? A look at what it means to create, and why it's something worth celebrating. Every time. :)

Let me say first that this is not a post about God, but God does make a cameo appearance.

I find a lot of beauty and intrigue and thought provoking, relevant things in religious texts.

I don’t feel that not being a Christian {or aligned with any other religion} means I can’t enjoy and learn from religious teachings.

And I’m referring to God as he because political correctness is not the point here.

So if you’re an atheist or feel a bit uncomfortable with the G word,ย you might be already thinking, um, no thanks, but maybe just bear with me here. You never know.

I’ll be the first to admit – I’m not that great at remembering to celebrate.

I don’t think it’s something we’re oftenย taught in Western culture as an essential part of any process.

When I look back at past celebrations in my life they’ve been either tied to some kind of anniversary – like birthdays – or achievements, like passing exams.

So, celebrating is about ‘big things’.

But what about the other things that could – and perhaps even ‘should’ – be celebrated?

In the Bible, in the book of Genesis, after each creative act God pauses to note that what he has created is good.

And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good.
Genesis 1:31 {King James Bible}

I was reminded of this the other day and it suddenly struck me how much I do not celebrate my creativity.

Neither the process nor its outcomes.

Some of the things I do that are creative are ‘public’ and what you might consider larger scale, relatively speaking.

The colouring book I’m collaborating on; my own book; creating, launching and running art courses, selling my own work.

It’s easier to celebrate those because there is a period of intense effort followed by an outcome that others can not just witness, perhaps even applaud, but also be a part of.

There’s a feeling of having created something that serves others as well as myself.

I guess these could go under theย ‘achievements’ column.

Many many more of my creative acts are silent, private, unnoticed or unshared, or done just for my own {and perhaps one or two friends’} pleasure rather than any commercial or promotional reason.

Painting, taking photos, playing in my sketchbook, experimenting in the studio, baking, decorating and rearranging my home, writing poems, learning something new about myself through using my hands.

And none of this ever gets celebrated.

I’m wondering why it is that we can bring things to life where before there was a void, like God creating the world, and not honour ourselves or the process or the outcome?

Why do we not say, this is good?

Well for one thing there’s usually a bunch of judging and doubting going on; is this good enough? Why aren’t I good at this?

And sometimes the process is difficult and uncomfortable and we’re not happy with the outcome.

But I’m wondering if that isn’t perhaps even more of a reason to celebrate?

Being creative, in my experience, is many things.

It’s a gift {one we all have}, a pleasure, a joy, a learning curve, a challenge, a way to connect, a way to grow, a way to express who we are in the world.

It’s also a miracle – how can we bring a white canvas to a riot of shape and colour and not consider that amazing, even if we don’t like the outcome or struggled through the process?

No one else could have done that, only us, each in our uniqueness.

So I’m thinking that maybe it’s worth being a bit more consciously Godlike. He brought something from nothing, and he called it good {even if it went in directions he might have not preferred}.

I’m going to start doing that more.

When I look around my home I see an abundance of things I brought from nothing to something. And I want to honour that, and myself, for listening, and for trying and for taking action even in the face of doubt or fear or frustration.

I think that might have some interesting side effects.

I’m not suggesting throwing a party every time a painting is finished or a poem written.

If you’re prolific that could get exhausting and time consuming. Also expensive. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Perhaps ‘celebrating’ in this context need be nothing more than acknowledging silently to ourselves that ‘it is good’.

That we are here, in the world, and we created.ย 

  • Maybe celebrating is taking ten minutes with a coffee and our feet up to luxuriate in the feeling of just having brought something to life.
  • Or doing a one song dance around the room, with full volume singing.
  • Or lighting a candle and offering up a prayer of thanks.
  • Spontaneously giving what we made to someone, or leaving it somewhere for a stranger to find.

Whatever, as long as it feels meaningful to us.

And it’sย not about the size of what’s created.

It’s not about saying, well yes but God was creating the entire universe, I just did a five minute drawing.

It’s the principle.

Creating something from nothing. Bringing forth what’s inside us. Giving birth to something that before today never existed.

We can celebrate that it gave someone joy or helped someone in some way, or we can celebrate that we are able to experience the process of creation, that we gave ourselves the opportunity to do that, that we were brave in the face of something that was new and a bit scary, with all the myriad feelings and outcomes it brings.

I think that’s worth celebrating.

In fact, now I’ve brought this post down from the ethers, I’m going to celebrate with a coconut macaroon I made earlier.

There was a lot of editing and rearranging and second guessing, but it’s done, and it is good. {Good because I did it, not because it’s a work of genius. But feel free to think that.}

What do you think? Is this a bit of a crazytown idea? Or might it be a good way to offer yourself validation and support, a sneaky way of upping the self care and feeling good in your life? Are you celebrating your creative acts?