Last week, I listened to a podcast by Liz Gilbert on Calm. It was a day when I fancied binge-watching Netflix. But I couldn’t find anything that would catch my attention enough to “waste” my life over it. So I put on the podcast, listened and cleared the living room.
I was glad I chose to do that, as it reminded me of Gilbert’s beautiful theory from her book “Big Magic”: we are all called to be creative, and we have a choice to answer it or not. The ideas like seeds float there in the universe and look for fertile soil, a suitable person to channel them into our physical realm and grow them into magical creations they want to be. When they find that person, they present themselves and wait for the person to say, “Yes, I will answer your call and create.” If we do that and act accordingly, we become the creators we always were meant to be. If not, the idea finds somebody else who is ready for them. And we wait for another idea to choose us.
It also reminded me of a poem I wrote some time ago that carries a similar notion of us being seeds of the universe here on this planet to grow in love, creativity and unity. And this poem entitled “The Seed”, I share with you today:
I am a timeless droplet of the Universe, falling down on the fertile soil of life - there I turn into a seed of humanity: and I grow in love, and I grow in creativity, and I grow in unity, embracing the delicate core of my soul.
Polish version of the poem / Wersja polska wiersza:
"Ziarenko" Jestem bezczasową kroplą Wszechświata, która spada na żyzną ziemię życia - tam przemieniam się w ziarenko człowieczeństwa: i rosnę w miłości, i rosnę w twórczości, i rosnę w jedności, ramionami obejmując delikatne centrum mojej duszy.
Beautiful as always Monika, you have a real talent.
Thank you Keren 🙂 ❤