How does my creativity come through?

Creativity for me is an act of listening.
It is an attentive way of being alive to and engaging with what is unfolding in each moment.

Sitting down and putting a post like this together, is a way my creativity takes form. And yet the funny thing is, I don’t actually feel like I really ‘create’ anything. I experience it more in the way that I am simply putting some collected components together: a photo, a central thought and a few more thoughts for a caption.

The photos I take out walking. Even in the most seemingly ordinary suburban street, there are many beautiful things to see. The more I am looking with an empty ‘beginners mind’, the more I see beauty. The simplest of things are a work of art. The things we overlook are fascinating. And many times I have to override my mind’s quickness at dismissing things as ‘not that amazing’, or ‘no one will be interested in that’.
Sometimes I’ll see something that shows a certain quality or message yet to be deciphered, and oftentimes will be perfect for my post that night, or sometimes months later.

With the central thought, it will often just ‘pop in’, seemingly from nowhere. Usually when I’m doing yoga, or listening to a spiritual teaching, or walking in nature, or contemplating on/listening to experiences. Sometimes with a photo I take, the words will come in simultaneously.

It’s also here an awareness is required to listen, as these kinds of thoughts are often not pushy, or sticky, or seemingly outstanding. They’re often quiet, unassuming, easily overlooked or slipping by. A sense of discernment takes place.
Sometimes a thought will come that I don’t understand, or my mind isn’t convinced of and even argues with. I will ponder on it more deeply and listen to it’s message.
I’ll jot these thoughts down on my notes and have them there for when I make my posts.

I don’t think the caption or anything out ahead of time. That would be a chore; a kind of forcing. I wouldn’t have the energy or motivation for that approach!
No, again.. I listen. Words come, naturally, arising. Like jamming impromptu with music.

I’ll do a final read through and use my mind to make it read well..
and whaa-la!! Created!