Creatives: the Colors in their Souls

When I was 15 years old, my parents decided it was time to paint the house. They asked me what color I wanted and I told them I had about 5 in mind. I asked if I could splotch paint my walls. I remember putting down the purple base and then splattering greens, blues, yellows, and oranges around my room. I love color. When I moved into my first dorm years later, I looked around the room. My bedspread did not match my many colorful pictures, which didn't match my furnishings, or my decor. I remember thinking my decorating style can be summed up in two words... Color and Christ. I remember walking from my dorm to the cafeteria wearing a pair of bright orange and blue leggings. I knew they were not super appealing on my curvy body, but I felt empowered by the intense color that wrapped around my legs.

These are all physical manifestations of who I am. I live in intense colors. I live in extremes. When I am happy, I feel the bright exploding yellows and blushing pinks fill my heart. When I am depressed, I feel black with occasional spikes of red rage boiling in my chest. The joy of life comes in learning to use all colors together. It comes in creating something outside of ourselves; in sharing that which we are.

This is me at the light show at Temple Square in SLC!

So how do we share those colors? We each have been given different and distinctive talents. We all have different things that we are passionate about and different things which haunt us. We all have people on this earth that we are put here to touch.

Earlier today, I went to watch my younger siblings at a sword fighting camp. There I ran into a woman who took interest in me. I do not know why she reached out, but I was touched that she did. She sat by me and asked me questions. I quickly opened up to her, because I could see the brightness in her soul. This woman had a serene, inherent kindness. Within a couple minutes we were sharing deep, personal truths about ourselves. The honest communion between our hearts was beautiful. She reminded me that often it is the most creative that are the most sensitive... the ones that experience the darkest lows and the most vibrant highs. That those who write, compose, sculpt, draw, or in any other way share themselves through art must feel deeply. They must be empathetic to connect with those they are creating for, even if that person is just themselves.

So here, is to the start of this blogging journey! This is simply a mode for me to share parts of my soul. I hope you like the color show <3.