Today I am talking about the sacred practice of singing, dancing, storytelling and being creative.

Somewhere along the way, we lost something sacred. Singing, dancing, storytelling, and creating—once natural, instinctive expressions of the soul—became “skills” to be perfected rather than sacred acts of being. Now, we measure them by achievements, judge them by technique, and rank them by ability. The modern world has convinced us that the point of doing them is to “get good” rather than simply to be in them.

But what if we remembered the truth?

What if we saw these acts not as performances but as prayers? Not as talents to be evaluated but as echoes of something ancient and divine? What if we recognized them as the ways Spirit moves through us—guiding our voices into song, our bodies into dance, our hands into creation?

Birds do not take singing lessons, yet they fill the dawn with music. Bees do not perfect their technique before building, yet their hives form intricate sacred geometry. They do what they were created to do, instinctively and unapologetically. And so did we—before we were told to measure, compare, and judge.

Of course, mastery can be an offering, a devotion to the craft. But when we strip away the need for approval, we find the real essence of creation: the simple, sacred act of doing and becoming one with our creativity. Singing becomes a form of communion. Dancing becomes a prayer. Art becomes a portal.

Imagine a world where we sang because our souls longed to vibrate with the universe. Where we danced because the rhythms of the Earth called us into movement. Where we created not for validation but because Spirit is always creating through us.

This is about reclaiming our birthright. Returning to the truth that these expressions belong to all of us—not just the trained, the praised, or the polished. The song, the dance, the story, the art—they are ours, always have been, and always will be.

So, let’s sing—off-key, in harmony, as a whisper, as a roar. Let’s dance—wildly, softly, unashamedly. Let’s create—not to impress, but to commune, to heal, and to remember we are one with creation.

Because this is what humans do. And we were never meant to stop.

Heart to Heart and Blessings Abound.