Creativity heightens your senses. It amps up your awareness. It tunes you in.

As a blogger, I’m always pulling out my camera to capture a moment. On the podcast, I’m listening with my audience’s ears and drinking in the beauty of my guest. For Wishcasting, I get really still and listen for the wishes that are waiting to be set free. And as a writer and a thinker, my radar is set for inspiration, for the next adventure, the next discovery.

The invitation can come from anywhere.

For example, recently CBC music columnist Errol Nazereth featured a collection from Mowest, a subsidiary of Motown. One of the songs was called “Our Lives are Shaped by What We Love.”

I couldn’t get it out of my mind. Our lives are shaped by what we love. Is that true? My instincts say yes. In what ways is it true? How has it been true for me? What if we don’t admit what we love? What if we do? So many questions to explore from one little sentence.

Our lives are shaped by what we love.

Let me offer this up as a journal prompt for you today: How has your life been shaped by what you love? How might it be?

The delightful Danette Relic, whom I interviewed for this week’s podcast, is launching a totally fun and inspiring weekly creative prompt activity: Self-Expression Springboards. Each week she will share a creative catalyst to inspire you. As Danette so beautifully puts it, “You are a work of art with infinite facets and only you can reveal them to the world.”

This week she invites us to share that song, that song that represents us at our most powerful, our amazing rock star selves. The song that would play as we make our big entrance.

I have lots of choices for this because I love so many moods and types of music. I thought of choosing Serena Ryder’s gorgeous version of Good Morning, Starshine, which makes my heart swell with joy and my soul just start to glow or Prodigy’s Firestarter which has that powerful “I’m going to make something happen” energy that speaks to my intensity and drive. But today, today I’m feeling funky – so Earth, Wind and Fire It Is.

You’re shining star, baby. We all are. What a beautiful sky.