Tag: creativity
Plan to Create Success
““But don’t begin until you count the cost. For who would begin construction of a building without first calculating the cost to see if there is enough money to finish it?”
Luke 14:28 NLT
Creative people tend to be more impulsive than most people. That’s our charm, grace, and character. Our biggest challenge in the life journey is harnessing that impulsive energy into discipline. I face this everyday. Of course it doesn’t help me to have a successful day if I don’t plan the day beforehand.
I find myself in the middle of a rip current that will keep pulling me away from my goals if I don’t structure my time. I’m thankful for this scripture that gives me direction. It’s true. I have started many projects without any plan of how much time I have to complete them.
I think for anyone who finds them self at the center of “the hearth” face the frustration that interruption brings. I have a choice; get upset and angry at all who infringe upon my time or plan my time ahead and restrategize when derailing occurs.
I am in control of how I react to frustration and interruptions that are unforeseen. My response and reaction influence my ability to make tomorrow better than today.
Cocoa Beach Pier
The family spent the last night before the end of vacation. We ate at Pier 62. How enjoyable it was to get deliscious calamari. Others ordered salad and fish and chicken. It was an evening of balmy but windy. The night air gave an energy of youth and freedom. As I walked along the pier, the wind blew fresh salty humidity, causing me vigor and cleansing.
Luis, happy in his chair, moving about the deck, and stimming in the breeze. How happy and thrilled to be some place else than his usual schedule.
Happiness, cheer and elation for diversion help renew our hearts from the daily drawls.
Easter Morning
My eldest son called before sunrise and said, “I’m arriving at 8:50 according to google maps.”
I flew to be ready and wait for the bus to arrive. His robotics competition was finished. They brought an award home for gracious professionalism. A grand achievement.
As I drove to the designated place for pickup, the sun was rising and fighting with the clouds for the front of the sky. Cracks in the clouds gave the sun teasing possibilities to be shine and be seen. As I sat in the car, the clouds, with the help of the wind overpowered the sun, and the sky stayed grey on this day of celebration.
I try and imagine what that day was like when He wasn’t where his closest friends thought He would be. At first, saddened to face their dead friend and teacher. Then, confusion for not finding Him. Many drawings about that day show the sun shining through clouds and lots of bright light.
What if it wasn’t bright sunshine? What if it were a day like I am encountering today? A struggle between the sun and the clouds, pushing and pulling, gaining and losing.
This helps me to understand on a cellular level the amazing miracle finished and renewed by God. The constant struggle we face on a daily basis to make the best decisions, and acknowledge our gratitude for making salvation possible for anyone who wants it.
My son has yet to arrive. The wait will be worth it because, just like Jesus’ friends, the joy of the encounter will be immeasurable.
Crank
Create Satively
Recently, the state where I reside has approved the use of medical marijuana or cannabis for children and adults who suffer from Epilepsy, chronic pain, including arthritis and fibromyalgia. My son has a form of Epilepsy that is very hard to control through medications. It’s called Lennox-Gastaut Syndrome. He finally received his identification card from the health department so that I could legally purchase it for him.
He started this treatment in the beginning of February. Before the start of this, he has been taking several seizure medications to manage his seizures. Medications have side-effects, always.
It was Monday, and as Mondays go, they’re always chaotic. The more chaotic, the happier Luis is by the amusement he experiences when everyone is pumping adrenaline to get where we all need to be. His brothers managed to climb into the car for school without too much argument.
Dropping them off, I managed to barely avoid the enormous amount of glass on the side of the road with a swerve of the car. Luis laughed. I stopped before the crosswalk and the crossing guard smiled at me as I waited and watched my growing boys cross the road to school. We turned after he nodded a thank you, and headed for his school, thirty minutes north of us.
About one third of the way there, it dawns on me that I’ve forgotten to give his Sativa blend. I fought in my mind , should I go back or should I skip the dosage and wait until the next dosage. Then, as if someone screamed at me, “NO! You wouldn’t keep driving if he wasn’t given the Banzel or the Depakote! What are you thinking?!”
I turned back to the house to get the Sativa because my conscience is right. I gave it to him before embarking once again toward his school. He took it gladly. We started again.
When I arrived at his school thirty minutes late, I was quietly scorned with serious expressions. My excuse was, “We had to go back for something very important for him. He hasn’t eaten yet.”
The TA lingered in her stare, then replied, “Oh. Okay. We’ll feed him for you.”
When I picked him up from school, the report was how vocal he was and how energetic, how much he wanted to move. This is a good thing. His motivation to move brings progress. His progress brings further rehabilitation. His desire to talk increases as his dosages become more consistent.
The realization through my conscience to look at this treatment no different than any other medical treatment is significant to making my son well again. Creative thinking has the ability to have an open mind more readily than the formed rigidity of routine. When everyone can take this approach, the stigma will no longer prevent healing.
Candid
The start of a new day. The start of a new year. The ocean swirls with relentless currents, churning, pushing down and pushing up. Creativity is much the same. This starts my first blog post of new beginnings. Candid though it be; raw without restraint. Upon this candid beginning starts the rush for unbridled creativity to be noticed for being outside the box of typical thoughts and solutions. I seek to enlighten as candid thoughts can do; to bring about responses such like, “I never thought of that.” Candid is spontaneous. Candid is eye-opening. This is my mission: to provide the candid creativity of craft and the crafted.
Clever Crafty Antimere will present living creatively. As a mother of three boys, candid remedies are a necessity to daily life. Stop in and see how creatively crafty our clan can be. From building a 3D printer without instructions (because they couldn’t be found or they weren’t in the box) to making new and useful items from resourced materials, you’ll find something interesting to buzz about.
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