“And like any artist with no art form, she became dangerous.” — Toni Morrison (@MsToniMorrison) #Truth
This is one of my favorite Toni Morrison quotes, found in Sula. Here is the entire passage it’s found in:
“In a way, her strangeness, her naivete, her craving for the other half of her equation was the consequence of an idle imagination. Had she paints, or clay or knew the discipline of the dance, or strings: had she anything to engage her tremendous curiosity and her gift for metaphor, she might have exchanged the restlessness and preoccupation with whim for an activity that provided her with all she yearned for. And like any artist with no art form, she became dangerous.”
As artists, (I believe we all are in some way, as we mold and shape our lives with every action that we take) we must eventually expel our energy somehow. If we don’t we will explode, and an explosion is always dangerous, unpredictable, uncontrollable, and something that is not born out of the nature of our peaceful and loving selves. Yet sometimes, we don’t explode, but continuously ooze negative energy, which, as we know, can be a slow poison that infects us and everyone around us.
We all yearn to be fulfilled, so we must find a way to express ourselves daily through creative expression, journaling, helping, loving, living, thinking happy thoughts, coloring, thanking, praying, giving, painting, writing, cooking, gardening, making music, making babies, teaching, or whatever it is that your particular self does, in order to prevent all of our stored energy from manifesting itself as destruction, mayhem, negativity, or pure evil. It’s worth a try.