When I was introduced to the term creative practice a few years ago it was like a fucking light bulb on top of my head. I have always made shit. I am a writer. I grow house plants, cultivate a kitchen herb garden, sew without patterns, and cook food for my loved ones. All of these activities are creative outlets. Yet I never really had a body of work that I could put on display or publish. So when I found the term creative practice I realized that I had a very strong creative practice. I fed my soul by making stuff, by learning new skill sets and putting them to use.
Creative practice is not a set in stone, day in day out task. It is a practice that serves wholly. It is the freedom to focus on what intrigues me the most in the present. Sometimes that is coloring while I watch a movie, sometimes that is planting a veggie garden, occasionally that is making a cover up for my trip to the beach.
I think it is important to recognize how our practices, our behaviors serve us. To examine them and ask are we satisfied? Are we doing this from a place of should? Or a place of pleasure? Are they lifting us up?
So check with yourself. Where can you create something that brings you pleasure? It can be a friendship, a calendar, a collage, a spreadsheet. Creative practice doesn't have to look any one way. It does have to serve you.