For nine-and-a-half months the office has been our baby catch-all room. My physical creative space was taken over by the newest season of motherhood. With only a short amount of time to prepare for our adoption back in December, this physical space had no time to prepare and has been devoted solely to our children. I’m just now starting to find my way into organizing the chaos to allow it to become my sanctuary once again.
What’s true for this physical space that inspired my creativity has been true for the inner space inside of me that is housed for the same thing. Motherhood has inundated the creative room in my soul. It’s not a bad thing, just the way the season has happened. And it’s taken a lot of grace to allow myself the room. I’ve enjoyed putting my creative energy toward my kids. I’ve been blessed by it and I pray that they have too – and will continue to be blessed by the creative, quirky mom they have. But as with all women, motherhood is only a piece of who we are. We devote ourselves to our children, but we cannot lose our identity in them. This thought has permeated my heart, even as I’ve stepped into the long-awaited miracle of motherhood.
I’m finally feeling my creative head come above water, but I feel like it’s a new creative season in my life – not one picking up from where I left off. The spaces in my soul are finding a new balance. It’s a new season of inspiration – one searching for clarity in what creative direction my feet should step next.
So I’m participating in the #write31days challenge hosted by The Nester. It feels like the perfect opportunity to explore this new season of my life. I’m taking the time to be intentional about my writing, to organize the inner creative office inside of me, to explore the latest ideas on my heart, and to examine a new season of identity. And I’d love to share them with you every day for 31 days in the month of October.
Will you join me in the journey, friends?