I used to make jewelry. It seems so long ago - but really only about 5 years ago. I gave it up to move on to a blossoming business venture. What I didn't realize at the time, was that when I gave up making jewelry, I gave up the artist in me. I gave up my creative outlet. I packed up my studio into boxes and basically shut the door on my creative self.
I really had no idea what impact this would have on me. Its only recently that I have realized how this decision to remove the creative outlet in my life effected every aspect of me... happiness, health, well being - all of it. I look back now and I see how I was withering away, becoming a shadow of my former self but not realizing the cause for all this inner turmoil and unhappiness.
Now I understand. For me, life without creativity is really not a way I can live. At the beginning of this year, a creative lifeline was thrown to me and thank goodness I had the sense to grab on. The life and air is coming back into my world and thankfully I'm getting my creative self back on track. It hasn't been an easy journey, but one I am so greatful to be on. The change in me is remarkable, at least I think so.