My word for this year is create and for some reason it has made me want to pick apart the why. For me, I usually want to freeze dry a moment, to capture it as perfectly as I can....maybe so I don't forget or to try to understand it or share it so other people can experience it to. Who knows, I am still trying to figure it out.
I happened upon a woman who explained why she writes and I thought it was bittersweet, sad and beautiful. Like a photographer taking pictures of birds in the Amazon before they disappear. "For me, writing has been a replacement for home, a replica of all that was lost in service to a nomadic lifestyle. Much of this recouping and reassembly has been about Iran, using my fading memories of people and places as refurbished landscapes for my stories." Dina Nayeri.
She goes on to say her replicas will never equal the original but in some ways they are more nourishing. What could be a better reason to create than to nourish? It made me realize the grumpy sluggish pitiful funk I get into sometimes happens when I am not feeding the need to create. It is like not eating all day and getting a headache. What a productive morning, I normally do not start the day by pondering and actually figuring something out. It just goes to show copious amounts of coffee and sitting are good for my health.....at least my creative health.