Creating in the empty

I happen to blog on Sundays. Why? Because that’s my empty time. I have a “no work on Sundays” rule because no work is ever that important that it cannot wait for me to recharge. On Sundays I am just a spare part doing absolutely nothing except rolling in spare time.

Curiously, something is usually born for me out of that nothing. That’s where creativity lives – in that empty.

My humble creations (be it literary, culinary or artistic) are born out of a whole lot of nothing and a whole lot of empty. From the void of no rush, no appointments, no “To do” lists, no clock watching. From an empty mind, empty schedule and borderline boredom.

To allow for something to bubble up to the surface and take shape through you, you have to allow for periods of doing very little. You have to allow for sitting back and watching space.

The euphoria of creating, which is magnetic and all consuming and satisfying and raw, needs your availability to show up.

Sometimes do little. Meet it there.

Who knows what kind of brilliant outcome your encounter might give rise to. But it needs to find you empty to fill you up.

Much love,

Eliza Do Little. So you can have the space and time to create.

 

Forgiveness*

 

 

 

 

 

Forgiving is a solitary act.
Nobody can force you to reach that point when you say “Enough”.
You arrive alone and then you rise above it.

Asking for forgiveness is also a solitary act.
Nobody can force you to reach that point until the fog lifts so you can see your part of everything. You arrive alone to bare your soul to another and regardless of the outcome you walk away free.

Both points are heart-movingly simple to experience.
Yet profoundly difficult to get to.

It’s a long road to travel before you get to that edge.
But once there, forgiveness does not require much doing in itself. It only requires that you do a little. One step.

It’s worth a try.
If you do, you might get a glimpse of love.
Courageous and infinite love.
Much love.

Eliza Do Little, but make Forgiveness one of the little things you do. Not just today.

 

* In Bulgaria, the Sunday exactly seven weeks before Easter, which is today, is celebrated as “Forgiveness day”. You ask for forgiveness from your loved ones for deeds known and unknown with which you have trespassed them, and offer forgiveness for their trespasses. 

Forgiveness, however, does not belong to a single day.