BRACELETS GAVE ME PERMISSION TO BE CREATIVES

I as many individuals say they do not know what their “gifts” are. I did not know what my creative gifts were but I believe that God create me with a creative imagination but most just never learn what their gifts are. I went to a Catholic School and had to wear a uniform and right our of high school I met my husband and he decided what clothes I would wear and did the decoration of our home. Therefore, I was never in a situation that I had permission to tape into my Creative Imagination. When I was divorced for the very first time I was free to decide what I and my two children (a boy and a girl) would wear and how I would decorate my living space. But that was short lived because as I made clothing for myself and my children and decorate my two bedroom apartment. I was pleased with my own creations. But soon my associates started calling me difference and saying negative remarks, saying I had too many colors and the cloths I created they referred to as “worldly”. I soon realized that I did not have permission to use my creative imagination. So I stopped creating and got rid of the many colors. I actually had everything in my apartment black and white. I stopped using my Creative Imagination to the full and went along with my peers and lived a “simple life” for the next forty years.

From 1984 until 1993 I literally and figuratively lived in a black and white world. I thought it was Christian to live a simple and lowly life. I did not understand or know that I was a literal person, but being such I actually lived in an efficiency apartment in Japanese style. I was proud to live what I considered a simple and none materialist life style! In 1993 Jehovah told me to make a change, to add color to my life

EXPRESSING MY FEELING IN POETRY I WROTE THE BELOW

ME, MYSELF AND I

Here in my paradise, “Me, Myself and I
We don’t have a lot of shoulds and should nots
We are free

We explore, we create, we enjoy
We are free

We do we don’t have no gray areas
We are all black and white
We are happy

We do not feel worthless and confused
We enjoy Me, Myself and I
We are free to be who we are

We talk to our God and He to us
We are secure because in Him we trust
He teaches us the way and we go

What joy! What pleasure! What happiness!
Me, Myself and I have in our paradise

Please don’t make us leave
We don’t want to go
It is cold out there in a world we do not know

What joy! What pleasure! What happiness!
Me, Myself and I have in our paradise

Please don’t make us leave
We don’t want to go
It is cold out there in a world we do not know

Please don’t make us go
Please! Please! Please!
Please don’t make us go

My paradise, My paradise, My paradise
Why was I told to destroy you

Me, Myself and I, we are lost without you
Even though we can see the rainbow
We are damaged from the storm

Rainbow, Rainbow, Rainbow
Where is your pot of gold

Me, Myself and I, we see your colors
But we are now confused, we are color blind

Now that you have taken away our black and white world
Please make us understand your colors so grand

I could not bring myself to tell about my feelings so I did what I do best...Express myself in what I am been told is poetry. To me the 450 plus "poems" I found in my journals are words I use to express my feelings in a way that does not cause me emotional pain. When expressing myself in poetry I am not speaking about myself I am just using my Creative Imagination. Using my creative imagination elevates me to a beautiful spiritual state of being. It is like stepping out of an airplane window onto a cloud where I recline and am rocked back and forth by the hand of God while angels sing in perfect melody and heavenly air blows on me, refreshing every fraction of my being. I am addicted to the experience. I can’t help myself I must create

Up until this time I had no problem in believing in Divine Guidance. Everything I believe God told me was right, reasonable and made sense to me and I was able to do what I believe He told me to do. Since I never gave myself permission to use my creative imagination I had no idea how creative I might be. About three years ago I started collecting bracelets. one day two individuals that I love very much were at my home and for some reason that I do not know I showed them my bracelets. I had about 50 bracelets in two draws. They said I was selfish and greedy to have so many bracelets and said I couldn’t wear them all. I was hurt to my heart but I said nothing. I continued to collect bracelets. The words “You cannot wear them all” kept ringing in my head. Then one day I made a reply to those words, I said: “I did not buy them to wear.” So I gave my creative imagination permission to be creative and the below is the results.

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