After a deep dive into all the guest blog posts on Coffee and Creatives, I have come to a conclusion. I do not have the right qualifications and/or my theme is not up to the standard set. That, however, beautifully fits in.
The majority of my writing is written at three in the morning with a stressful knot in my chest. I did not disappoint this time either. Why do I wait so long to do my writings? The answer I, myself, am still trying to figure out completely. Self-doubt and fears of failures play a gigantic role though. If there is one thing I hate most, it is the feeling of being out of control and failing. Both those feelings hinder my creative spirit and self-approval I crave. No one is a bigger critic than yourself: the little voice in your head telling yourself that you're not good enough or that no one will enjoy your art the way everyone loves everyone else's. Creativity is not mass produced for Amazon, then shipped to your house in two days. It does not come with instructions to read. Creativity is the expression of thought and feeling.
Creativity looks different for every person. We live in a society where everyone puts on the façade of living the perfect life producing the perfect job and family. We have created a most dangerous and destructive mentality. Comparing. Comparing destroys all the unique qualities, all the quirks that make us, us. The most dangerous place this affects is our creativity and willingness to not only create but enjoy and share our creations.
I have dabbled in both painting and writing, yet I have never shared publicly because there is always someone better to do the job. Whether it is my painter friend or writer friend, someone is always better. My love language is words of affirmation, which feels like one of the most selfish needs ever. I have a need to feel accepted before I am willing to open up, especially with my creative work. That does not mean I do not yearn for an outlet. Creativity is not simply for the beautiful products. It has become a form of therapeutic relief. It is the release of emotions, whether through the expression of painting, writing, photography, or any other form. Everyone deserves nothing less than to have a way to express themselves.
Creativity is not solely for a crowd. Sometimes it is solely for yourself and the select few you share with. Not everyone is William Shakespeare and writes great plays for the world to see and love. Some of us are Emily Dickinson, who tuck some of our beautiful poetry away in a drawer for only the select few to read in our lifetime. Creativity is not a race. It is not bad art vs. good art in the eyes of the world. Creativity holds purpose for ourselves more than anyone. Creativity will change the world, but more importantly it will change how you view your world.
Cassandra Cessna is a writer, painter, soon to be cricut master, volunteer firefighter, and baker. She is a senior at Calvary Christian Academy and plans to study Business Administration and Interior Design at Allegany College of Maryland and Frostburg State University in a dual admission program. When she is not working, playing sports, or studying, she enjoys going out hiking, kayaking, or any kind of adventure (socially distance thanks to the Rona) with her boyfriend, Seth. You can see more of her works on her instagram @cessna_rose22.