Resistance & Rebellion – Living with My Inner Artist

She went with us to the Caribbean,
in all her multiple-quotation,
call-to-creativity glory.
And I dutifully read all of the introductory
material and chapter one,
learning about such things as 
the brains we all juggle
the principles of creativity 
and why we need to live by them;
the powerful voice of the Inner Censor.
And most appropriately,
I learned about the Creative Block.
Why appropriate, you ask?
Because at the end of it all,
I found myself in the middle of
a big, fat, nasty one,
 that’s why.
I was on vacation.
And Julia asked me to commit to
Morning pages,
an Artist’s Date,
Weekly Check-Ins,
a timeline look back at my life,
in search of Monsters who might
have stifled my budding artistic genius.
But here’s something you may not know about me:
I am, at heart, a Rebel.
I know, I know.
I don’t look like a rebel at all.
I am a ‘good girl’ 
(if people of my age are allowed 
to refer to themselves as ‘girls’).
I’m a pastor, for pete’s sake.
I’m older.
I dress conservatively
(except for the occasional wild and crazy color 
and a whole lotta jewelry).
I take care of others.
Yes, I do a whole of that last one.
I take care of others.
I read the Bible and I do so
because I believe that I meet God there.
I am a centrist theologically.
I am a centrist in most things.
I resist following the rules.
I resent being told how to do things.
I don’t tolerate what I perceive to be ‘fluff’ too well.
My eyes tend to glaze over when
I read the words ‘affirmation’
or ‘ creative recovery.’
Imagine my response, then, to this volume.
Oh, I’ve underlined it aplenty,
I’ve even got stars and creased corners on
lots and lots of pages.
I actually liked a lot of what I read,
agreed with it, too.
Until I got to the part where I had to do something about it.
Yeah, that’s when the Rebel showed up.
Don’t know if she’s related to the Inner Censor,
but I have a hunch they’re kissin’ cousins.
Because once I started reading about what I
needed to do to release my Inner Artist –
I started to push back, HARD.
First of all, I don’t do longhand anymore.
Never was good at it 
(yes, that’s the voice of the Inner Censor – 
but it’s also the voice of reality), 
I hate doing it and can’t really read what I write anymore.
(Of course, we’re not supposed to read this stuff.
We’re just supposed to write it.)
And I’m not a morning person.
And in my dotage,
I indulge my non-morning-ness whenever I can.
So the two times I actually did write the dang pages,
it was well into mid-day. 

The Artist’s Date?
Now, that’s something I can wrap my mind around.
In fact, it’s something I actually already do, 
although I’ve never called it that.
I seek solitude, often at the beach or a favorite restaurant,
and I look for beauty wherever I go.
That one was a cinch.

The timeline I got to today.
And here’s what I discovered –
the biggest Monster in my story is…
Yup. I get in my own way more than anyone else ever has.
Sure, my mom (and my dad) had hopelessly high
expectations for me when I was a child.
They were both artists in their own way
and my small muscle development was lousy
(remember what I said about handwriting earlier?).
So I just quit trying to do anything with my hands.
And I quite trying very, very early. 
I couldn’t play piano like my dad or my brother.
I couldn’t draw or create beauty like my mother,
so I didn’t do it.
Until I went to college and no longer felt the weight of my parents’ abilities pressing in on me every single day.
And when I began to venture out a little here,
a little there, it turned out I could do some things
acceptably well. 
Not great, but okay.
But the real, true chicken-heart was inside me,
not my parents, not my teachers, not my friends,
not my employers.


Now I’m facing this HUGE block.
No ideas.
No desire.
No sense of call.
No sense of giftedness.

Think maybe I’m just the teensiest bit resistant?

The Rebellious Resistor.
Pretty much my middle name.


Joining with Lyla and the gang over at Tweetspeak Poetry for the interactive posting about Julia Cameron’s classic book, “The Artist’s Way: A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity.” As you can tell, I have a lot of inner work to do. Oy vey. Lord, have mercy.



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  1. I. Love. This. Because I can relate to so much of it–especially the part about indulging my non-morningness in my dotage!

    Love you, rebel sister!

  2. Me. Too. Love. And it’s so…creative and real. A wonderful synopsis of this section, and I can’t wait to see where this all takes you. I’m glad I’m along for the ride–after this weekend. I just have toto get through this weekend. Does that tell you anything?

    Grace has already quit violin after only three lessons and a battle to practice. The hard stuff–bow exercises, plucking, etc., took the fun right out of it even though her teacher said she was a natural.

  3. Kindred sisters… I love you. (period)

  4.  I bought the book, started reading (among stacks of others that need reading). Perhaps I rebel a bit also as I know I’ll finish it, but not in the same timing as everyone else. And I’ll probably rebel in the same tasks as you, because my morning time is already filled…

    Partly because my tiny cabin has boxes upon boxes of my children’s picture book, “Top O’ the Mornin’ Mini Minnie!” that I need to re-pack and ship out to folks all over the world, including the distributors so they can start appearing on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, etc.

  5. Diana, I’m the same kind of rebel you are (although a natural morning person who goes to bed at 9 p.m.). And Julia Cameron makes me want to break things–loud things that will feel very satisfying when they smash into a thousand pieces. 

  6.  And this is why we all love Megan Willome!

  7. Diana Trautwein says

     I LOVE this response. I love you, too. Really not sure how to be a rebel AND a morning person – but I guess you’re living proof that it’s possible. I’ll keep slogging away at this, but I plan to grumble a lot and pout.

  8. Dtrautwein says

    Amen to that one.

  9. Dtrautwein says

     Oh, honey  – you do this at your own pace and don’t fret about it. That’s it’s own sweet kind of rebellion! And how exciting that you get to send off boxes of your own book. Wow, I am impressed.

  10. Dtrautwein says

     Back at you. Hmmm…Maybe we could be Thelma & Louise – minus the suicide pact??

  11. Glenda Childers says

    Creativity is one of my favorite topics. And your response is creative and I loved reading it. I only take fun books on vacation. 🙂

  12. Dtrautwein says

     The thing is, Glenda, I was sure this WAS a fun book. :>) And parts of it were, too. But my mind is not wrapping itself around the work part of this, which says a whole lot more about me than I wish to acknowledge. So perhaps the better name for me just now is Indolent Rebellious Resistor. :>)