Spark

"Do I start at the end or do I end at the start?" 

I  am always wondering if people do understand what the word 'creativity' really means. Because being creative isn't only meant for art or writing. You can be creative in so many ways, in music, in cooking, yes even in daydreaming and talking to people. As long as you try out new things, invent yourself everyday new, every activity that you like to do can be creative.
It's sad that people use that term only for a tinny section of their life, even though creativity comes from create

to create something new 

something that was your idea

an idea formed in your thoughts

and your mind is something 

nobody else  out there can steal from you.

I believe that everyone has a spark of creativity in their heart, no matter what they do. It is something that makes us human and unique and every person, different by their looks and characters is in his own way creative. Sometimes you have to dig a long time in the dirt before you find your thing or even sometimes you do not even realise it has been he whole time in front of you. Find something that you love to do, even if it takes a long time to get there: I  did two extra years of education, do I regret it? No, I have found my way, I found what I like to do and who I want to be. 

It's not a shame to take the long way around, in the end you might have seen a lot more and you made so many new experiences that you might not have made if you had took the short cut. 

Just do not give up too early, because when you do, you might give up on you life. 

Shell

These days this blog is more and more becoming my personal space and it almost feels as if this is my weekly diary. And I am getting more and more fond of that idea, that I share a bit more from my life and open up a bit, even though it is just on the internet.
When I am thinking back, a year ago, the hardest thing for me was to talk to some random strangers. I was so scared that I would say something terribly wrong, that they would leave because they didn't like me. Eventually most of them did, only those who could break through my shell and got to me close, those are people I call friends now these days.
But now after a really eventful year and some incredible persons I have met, I learn slowly to open up a bit more and let them into my life. Just when I am looking back on the past weekend, where I met so many lovely people at the local music festival (gonna write about that soon!) I noticed it gets more and more easier the older you get. Oh gosh. I sound like a grand-ma, who's sitting in her chair on her porch.
Anyways what I mean, I learned a lot from experiences and I had to learn that you often do not have to care about what people think of you, unless they are really important to you. In that case they know you well enough and love you for who you are (I am repeating me here) and I hopefully think the only want the best for you. I know 'loosing' yourself can be scary and a long process but in the end you might have made some awesome memories. For me, I still have a long way to go until I let most of my walls down. Most of the days, I tell myself "You have nothing to loose" if I want to try out something new or something that I might not be brave enough and it helps me to get those things done. Sometimes it just might be something silly like getting a phone number or giving a hug to person you barely know. Those little things can make your day in the end 1000 times better.

Do things while you have the chance to, because maybe one day it is too late to realize your dreams.