- The Complete Tales of Beatrix Potter - My little boy still loves anything Peter Rabbit. Good thing too because I only just re-found this book at the top of the closet. This has been a lovely part of our days lately.
- The Bronze Bow - I'm reading this to my daughter. Yes, still. I would beat myself up for how slowly I'm reading to her, but it's been perfect for Lent so no harm done.
- Endurance: Shackleton's Incredible Voyage - I read this, loved it, and passed it on to my daughter. She's really interested in meteorology and geography so it's a great fit. I love having a 12 year old! We can share books! And shoes! And fight over the little L'Occitane samples that come in the mail! 12 is just more fun than I expected.
- A Girl of the Limberlost - I'm only a little ways into this one, recommended by my sister. It's good but the mother/daughter relationship is tough to stomach right now. I've been encouraged to keep reading (and it's free on Kindle!)
- The Way of the Cross - Our reading for Holy Week. Does anyone know where I placed this? Your guess is as good as mine.
The one I wanted to discuss is The Creative Habit: Learn It and Use It for Life - I'm reading this on my own. I saw it linked around when it first came out. My biggest internal struggles lately have been 1) Beating myself up every second for not handling three children as well as some of you handle 9 and 2) Wanting to make creative dinners, a gorgeous garden, stylish home, and handknit/handsewn clothing for my children (shoot, even updating my blog design would be a satisfying venture) and having no time to do it. I hope I can learn to reign in my creative side in order to be more focused and productive. I had/have high hopes for this book but then I stumbled upon this passage about roadblocks to creativity:
It will cost money: Are your creative efforts worth it to you? Is it something you really want to do? If so, make it your priority. Work around it. Once your basic needs are taken care of, money is there to be used. What better investment than in yourself?
This idea is very bothersome to me. So: I have the world's ugliest kitchen cabinets. Margaret and Charlotte have seen them. Cheap wood, chipped paint, sharpie marks. They are as clean as I can get them, but they are ugly. I don't do anything about it because it would cost a lot of money that is better placed in the offertory on Sunday or in the hands of CFCA to support the poor around the world. HGTV isn't knocking on my door, but can I really drum up any self pity over my cabinets in my warm home with my full tummy and healthy family? No.
This may not have bugged me as much had Pope Francis not spotlighted the Christian role in caring for the poor as he has. I'm feeling increasingly uncomfortable with the DSLR and the fancy yarn. But God does gift individuals with creative spirit and to what extent do we nurture that? Is creativity a gift or a luxury? At what point does creativity and the pursuit of beauty or expression become an idol?