I came across this quote from Henry Miller, in his book “Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch”.
“Whoever uses the spirit that is in him creatively is an artist. To make living itself an art, that is the goal.”
I really like this. Approaching life fully, with curiosity gives richer meaning to life, I feel.
One doesn’t need to make grand gestures, or a tremendous output of product.
For example, today I did a deep cleaning of my house. I have a little table set by a window that looks out to my back yard. For a long time it’s held a collection of all the thing my magpie side finds out on my explorations. Today I decided to clear that off, and intuitively, I put a journal and a pen on the table. In that moment, I knew I was committing to begin journaling again, or at the very least spend some time every day sitting there and writing or doodling/drawing.
My whole place feels fresh, reset, and open to possibilities. The cleaning’s not complete, but stagnant energy has dissipated.
A simple and mundane task became the gateway to new things. I really need to rewire that lamp. Electricty projects freak me out a bit.
A very good day indeed!