They don’t report the news anymore. But I’ve got news for you. If the creatives could step in and take over at CNN and make it the Creative News Network, headlines would be way different. “This just in – Creatives Meetup at SoWal House, Rosemary Beach, Florida. Reports show a massive exchange of laughter, love, listening and ideas. Some were seen to be dancing. Sources say they are plotting a creative renaissance, intent on healing planet Earth. News at 11.”
Last night, I got to be part of a creatives Meetup at SoWal House, a studio and events venue for creatives and entrepreneurs, in Rosemary Beach, Florida. As I went into the function, I said to the universe “Thanks in advance for whatever is about to happen,” and “Please help me not to try to make myself feel like I’m a rung above in order to feel as good as. Please help me to not have a mindset of condescension about the fact that the meeting takes place in a very affluent resort.” I have a history of feeling less than and this was an old tool I used, to tell myself I was a little better than, when I felt less than, trying to even it out, I guess. But the key word there is history.
I’m so glad I asked for all of that before I walked in because my connection to all of the people there was so beautiful. I love young people. They come in all ages. But the ones with more time on the clock are important.
I got to be in the company of fellow artists, writers, poets and mind-blowing photographers. Fashion designers, motivational speakers, videographers and marketers. A think tank with rhythm, a DJ and tacos too. I could not hold still. So, I didn’t. Wherever I was standing in the room, if the music moved me, I moved. These people are the next wave. The hope of things to come.
It’s such a powerful energy to have all of that in one room. Palpable. I get high as a kite when I’m around fellow creators because people that make art and use their words and gifts and ideas and imaginations heal the planet. Someone said to me, “I’ll have what she’s having”, and I laughed to myself because the strongest thing in my system was dark chocolate, coffee and my tenacious spirit.
Alexander Graham Bell, Vân Gogh, Mozart (Ford-the car, not the treatment center), Christopher Columbus the Wright Brothers, the Bumblebee – are all examples of things being done that either were not supposed to be possible or had not been done before. And all of it-has done nothing but enrich the lives of those who came long since the passing of those creatives.
I am living a personal renaissance. One that I feel spilling onto others who are the least bit receptive. I am not even trying. In fact, I am losing my voice, but my spirit talked over that last night, straining to be heard, as if on a mission. And while I had a pretty hearty cough once I settled in for sleep, it was worth it. I have been silent long enough.
I got in my car to drive home and the part of me that’s so afraid of the part of me that’s reaching for more tried to throttle me all the way home in the car. “You were just trying to get attention from people. You were too much of a spectacle…” all these horrible things. And I replied, “You just want to stay small. Because it is what you know. And that bothers you when I don’t, but that is not the life I am meant to have.”
Thank you, Dave King, for your vision and for holding space for what is bound to be a part of such great creating and healing. I look forward to what lies ahead!