Creativity: Our Birthright
“Who do you think you are to follow your dreams?”
I am an artist. I am writer. I am a dancer. I am a musician.
“You’re not a real artist, writer, dancer or musician, no one pays you to do those things.”
Life sometimes hands you a gift like this little poem by Langston Hughes
A Dream Deferred
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Maybe it just sags
Or does it explode?
I’ll let you in on a little secret. Shine, Just Shine is my dream and today I took the first step.