I want to make things that didn't exist before I made them.

That's what I want in life. I think I know now. I want to make things that didn't exist before I made them.

I have written and deleted this blog so many times. Maybe I should leave it a day or two. No, let's just spill the words out like a good glass of red on your favourite rug on a Saturday night with friends. Most nights I sit in awe listening to my housemate sing songs that she wrote, from scratch. She always says to me 'Yeah, but all the notes already existed, so I haven't written anything new'. But she has, she most definitely has. To compose notes in an order that potentially no body else has ever heard before is something I can't decipher. Then there's my friend Seb. When he dances I think, there is no way that anybody has ever moved like him before I'm absolutely sure of it in my bones. I'm also sure he would say 'It's the human body, all these movements existed before I put them together in this order.' In the true spirit of this blog, a home for the daily ritual, let's talk about something that never existed before we made them. Our lives. I'm surrounded by creatives, people who make big things. Film, Television, Stage. Dancers, Painters, Photographers, Musicians. One of my friends is an 'Energy Producer' & not the solar power kind, the kind that makes events worth going to. The first time I met him his energy was so infectious I got down on the floor at Le Bon Ton in Collingwood and re-enacted a story just to really paint the picture. I definitely caught something infectious from that floor. I'm rambling. My friends birth big projects, being delivered into the world as whole projects with concepts and contexts and story lines. They have meaning and depth and can be studied and delved into. What is rarely looked at is the things we've created in our daily hustle. You are the composer of your entire life, no-one else. I've spoken to so many people who have experienced trauma in its many forms. Sexual, physical, psychological, environmental. Traumas many faces. Some making them weak. Some fearless. Some Numb. Others on fire. They are transformed by the realisation that they are the composers of their life. Creatives in the highest form. Every choice you make, every action, you are composing your life. In each moment you are constructing who you are. Racist, anti racist, inclusive, exclusive, kind, brave, vulnerable, loving, warm, empathetic, resilient. You get to choose. Every part of your life has been lived before. Sleep, exercise, breakfast, language, work, arguments, traumas, birth, death, marriage, friendship. But only your life has existed in the exact way you're living it. In THIS order. With YOUR people, your choices, your perspective, your inner voice, your eye for detail, your priorities, preferences, skill set, likes, dislikes, direction, vision. You are the ultimate creative. Maybe it's like the flowers I arranged in the photo at the top. All those flowers have existed for thousands of years, but only I put them together, in that order, in that vase, on that day. Me.

Daily Ceremony acknowledges Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples as the traditional custodians of the land we work on, and we pay our respects to elders past, present and emerging.