I recently finished reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s incredible book Big Magic, after waiting far too long to get around to it. It’s a book that I wish I’d have read a lot sooner, as it put a lot of the things I already knew innately into plain English; it kind of threw it all up in my face. It’s impossible to ignore the truth when it’s so far up in your business that you need to take a moment to let your pupils uncross in your poor, dizzied head.
“Big Magic” is exactly what you would think it is, in terms of creativity. It’s the BIG MAGIC that sweeps you off your feet, inspiring you to leap forward and take charge of that which is moving you to express said creativity, or even (should the time not be right), the magic you can allow yourself to be left awe-struck by while respectfully telling Inspiration, “Thank you for considering me, but I think it’s probably best if you found another person to take you on. Someone who is ready to give you their full, undivided love and attention”. I can easily admit all the times that I’ve had to let Inspiration slip through my fingers — sometimes calmly and collectedly, other times kicking and screaming.