I smile when I hear the words.
‘I’m not creative.’
‘I don’t have a creative bone in my body.’
‘Oh, you know. I’m just not a creative type.’
How beautiful it will be, the day they realise:
To be human is to create.
Life is created. Each moment, each breath.
By humans, all of us.
How easy it is to take life for granted, to shut ourselves off to possibility with a simple belief:
‘I am not creative.’
You are creative.
You never stop creating, not even when you sleep.
Are you smiling yet?
Are you wondering what you might create next?