Pigs Can Fly….or Reclaiming Your Creative Self


“That will happen when pigs fly!”

At some point in your life you have probably heard this phrase. Unless of course, you are an 8 year old, at which point the phrase will need to be explained at great length….trust me on this one.

With this phrase, someone is telling you that something is never going to happen. Ever.

But have you ever looked at it from the pig’s perspective? What if that pig WANTS to fly? Dreams of it even?

Pretend for a moment that you are a daydreaming porcine named Icarus. Your whole life you have been told that you would never be anything more than a piece of meat. And yet you sit and you dream of the seemingly impossible….soaring through the sky, basking in the glow of the brilliant sun.

The deliciousness of bacon aside, and conceding the fact that it is scientifically impossible for a pig to spontaneously sprout wings and fly out of the pig pen….what is poor Icarus to do? Wallow in mud and self pity?

Perhaps your creativity wasn’t nurtured as fully as it should have been in your childhood. Perhaps at a certain age you got the impression that it was frivolous to daydream. Maybe your mother, your music teacher, dance instructor or another adult you viewed as a mentor told you that you weren’t good enough, didn’t have enough talent or that you ought to focus on more realistic goals.

Today, start nurturing yourself. Stop relying on others for their approval as to what you “should” be doing. You also need to stop blaming them. Some of them were actually well meaning in their own way…..after all, what mother wants to picture her child as a “starving artist?”

Stop allowing the people from your past to shape your future. There is a caveat though….you have to start taking responsibility for yourself.

Take your life in your own hands, and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame ~ Erica Jong

As a child, you had little to no control over the influences in your life. As an adult, you have choices my friend. Stop allowing yourself to continue to be the victim of a less than nurturing experience and start nurturing yourself instead. Stop giving power to others’ comments and actions and start listening to your gut, your heart, your soul….wherever that Lilliputian voice inside of you resides. You know it’s there, though you may have to listen very carefully, as the voice may be the most faint of a whisper, begging and pleading to be heard. Now, go and build that distant voice a grand platform on which to sing, write, dance, create…..to grow.

Every blade of grass has its Angel that bends over and it whispers “Grow, grow.”  ~ The Talmud

There is a lot to be said about the topic of reclaiming your creative self, and I am no expert by any stretch of the imagination…..I only know that it is something that I have struggled with my entire adult life. I have had very prolific creative periods of time and I have gone years…..literally years where I have done nothing at all. What a monumental waste of time.

My creative self is a work in progress. I am taking baby steps and being gentle with myself and my business. Even starting this blog took an agonizingly long time to decide upon, but I am committed to growing both myself and my business.

So Icarus, what’s it gonna be? You can sit on your rump roast and hope that evolution will eventually bestow a fabulous pair of wings upon your species (which by the way would take a really long time…all the while you will be continually fed slop and someday soon it will be too late)….or you can pull up your big sow panties, grow a pair of pork rinds and go get yourself your own fabulous pair of wings (bedazzled, glittered….but please not put together with wax!!). The wings, they may not grow on their own…..but you’ll be surprised by the other things that will.

Peace, love and blessings to all….


PS…here’s some recommended reading that’s been very helpful to me….

The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron with Mark Bryan

Women Who Run With The Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes