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This time of year, there is an emphasis on giving gifts and things. But I’ve been thinking about what has helped my mental health the most over the last two decades. What I need more of in 2026. When I review the input, and without asking ChatGPT, it always comes back to creativity.

The free gift we can give ourselves in any season.

I’ve been a writer since grade school, but other arts have come to my rescue over the years.

When my dad was in hospice, I kept a journal to record memories and unleash my grief. Then the Covid lockdown hit, and my romance novel let me visit a fictional town, away from the reality of moving my mom into assisted living and not being able to hug her for fifteen months. When her health failed, I started a mom journal to soak up my anguish.

Then the news stacked up with topics of ache and heartache from around the globe. Through all of this, I sought refuge in art. I took a mixed media class to let my inside turmoil loose on the physical page and expel it from my mind and body. The pre-painting I made before I started the course touched a deep nerve of grief I didn’t know existed. And released it, much to my surprise. When you can’t paint with words, visual art can reach deep.

I moved on to an art journal course, combining stamping with watercolors, then glue books, and whatever touched my fancy. It can be as simple as drawing on paper with a pencil to scribble anger. When the world is overwhelming, it is the exact time to spill your emotions into art and find a way out.

Writing is one part of my creative practice. Music plays in my office when I write. It lets my muse know it is time to begin. I’ve started selecting songs which represent the theme for each of my four romance book series. I know the tune when it fits.

It also made me pick my own theme song for 2026. Or maybe my life. Something which makes me happy and brave. Which befits my warrior woman writer persona of the past and hopefully my future. Attributes we Americans need these days, as do many in the world.

I’ve been figuring out how to navigate this time in my life. My world has become quite small, and it takes courage to move out into the fray.

But outside my comfort level is where the people are. The good people. And we need each other.

On my final blog post of 2025, I gift you my curated list of Creative Inspiration and Art Therapy videos on YouTube, which have helped me over the years or recently inspired me. I will continue to add to it. Bet you can figure out my new personal theme song by watching them.

Consider it a personal creative gift in case you too crave an emotional outlet. Try art. A recent term I came across is resilience fatigue. That makes so much sense. Like a boxer who wants to stay on the mat after repeated blows, sometimes we need an assist to get back to life.

Use art to heal.

Got watercolor supplies in a drawer? Crayons in a closet? Beads in a bunker? Colored ink pens in a purse? Pencil and paper under your bed? Highlighters in a pencil pouch? Fabric in a trunk? Chalk in a box?

Let the paint, hot glue, and ink throwing begin!

Make art like the world needs it.

Because it does.

Go wild.

Be creative pirates!

 

“Give Yourself the Gift of Creativity” Copyright © 2025 by Kimberly A. Cook. Cover image © 2025 by Kimberly A. Cook