A Mosaic of Sensitivities / Mozaika Wrażliwości

Sometimes, we cooperate, bringing to life a Mosaic of our Sensitivities. Beauty. Magic. Here and Now.

Sometimes, Creativity doesn’t want to come. There are no words, no images, no ideas. But there is the need to create, to express myself. There is still this yearning for sharing a piece of my Soul with others, to let it soar in the outside world. Sometimes, though, the more I try, the least creative I get. Frustrating. I can give up, but I can also look for Inspiration: something as simple as flicking through a newspaper and cutting out words I like, words that resonate within me – and then, when I have enough, arranging them into phrases, slogans or maybe even a poem. I just let go of all the rationality, and I play, relaxing. The flow of Creativity is back. The Imagination is fed. The Images are popping up in my mind as I choose words that work well together.

Sometimes, I share those moments with a friend. I love seeing them immersing themselves in the Creative Kingdom of their Souls. Joy. Sometimes, we cooperate, bringing to life a Mosaic of our Sensitivities. Beauty. Magic. Here and Now.

Shared spontaneous poetry opens up new portals of connection to our Souls, to our subconscious, to one another. It lets us bond in new ways, freeing hidden dimensions of our relationships with another human being, with our Innerverse, with the outer world, with the Imagination, with the Magic. It brings our experience of life to the present moment and heals, letting our Sensitivities be in the spotlight and speak freely, maybe for the first time in a long, long time. The Mosaic of Sensitivities. Powerful. Beautiful. Magical. A key to our Creative Force. We just need to open the door and see what will unfold…

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