I have no trouble coming up with creative ideas. It’s fear that is the creative’s nemesis. Really, that’s what a creative block is, just plain old fear. Sometimes you have to look under your creative bed and make friends with the monster.
Fear
The opposite of courage
The backside of love & creativity
Its tendrils approach from behind
Silently wrapping themselves around your neck
Until you are paralyzed
Suffocating in its sticky web
Ultimately it is your breath that will save you
From these paper thin bonds
Grab a breath deep into your soul
Allowing another, and yet another
Until your life force finally finds a foothold
To break free from the spinning chaos
Choose earth, choose nature, choose good
Choose whatever infinite force is truth to you
Grab its hand and pull yourself up
Keep your gaze forward, never down
And walk quickly across the precarious bridge to the other side
And announce loudly
I am here
By Alanna Pass 