A Blank Sheet Of Paper…

When you’re out of ideas, or overwhelmed, put a blank piece of paper in front of you. Have a pen in your hand, and just wait. Wait for the creative wave, wait for thoughts, wait for the words to write themselves.  Soon enough, it will happen. You will generate ideas. You will feel creative. You will want to write. And then you will want to write more.

I use this analogy all the time, but in some ways i do not think of it as an analogy, rather a way of living. It can be applied in many ways:

Think of a blank sheet of paper. It has nothing on it, but it represents a world of opportunities. You can write or do whatever you want with that paper. You can draw, create something, write something. And these options themselves give trillions of possibilities. It is the blank piece of paper that is the start of many amazing creations.

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When your head is feeling full, or your overwhelmed. The blank piece of paper could represent your journal/diary. Sit down with it and just write. Write your thoughts, ideas, emotions, poems. Do a brain dump. Write a list. Draw. Do some oregano. The blank piece of paper allows you to think.

Take a minute to think of all the incredible books that exist today. They all started with a blank piece of paper.Harry_Potter_and_the_Deathly_Hallows

Of alMona_Lisa,_by_Leonardo_da_Vinci,_from_C2RMF_retouchedl the great businesses and successful companies. They all started with a plan. A blank piece of paper.

Of all great paintings and drawings. Nothing more than a blank piece of paper.

For many people, the blank piece of paper can be scary. It shows emptiness, lack of ideas, ultimately nothing. And that can quite easily cause fear. But it doesn’t have to be like that. Think of it as opportunity. A fresh start. Think of it as a world of never ending possibilities. Embrace the emptiness.

Next time you find yourself in the company of a blank piece of paper, you know what to do.

 

Mad Chris

Mad Chris — Philosopher, Public Thinker, Writer — is our very own Seneca. He lives the much envied life of a scholarly flâneur. He spends half of his time in the hustle and bustle of New York City, and the other half in quietude, on a houseboat, atop a famous lake in the Scottish Highlands. His favourite writer? You guessed it — Seneca. The food at his death bed? ‘3-5 olives.’