According
to my blog log, I’ve waxed poetic about the subject nineteen times since I
began CR – this is the twentieth post and it comes from a journal entry wherein
I was tasked with defining creativity. Since it still felt relevant when I
stumbled over it last week, I thought I’d share my perception of one of the
most important ideals in my repertoire.
Creativity
is the production of something from nothing, the extension of an idea, the hard
copy result of a dream or a blueprint.
Creativity
is remodelling: the production of something inspired by someone else’s
creativity, the refurbishing or development of one’s own style based on the
example of another’s.
Creativity
is spirit: the sense of connection to something larger than oneself, to the
cosmic energy that binds us to the earth and to each other.
Creativity
is action in the service of spirit. There is nothing creative about “destroyed
in seconds”; there is nothing creative in trash talk or gossip, in bullying or
harassment.
Creativity is love and sharing and encouragement. It’s more than
art or writing or music. It’s something inexplicable that results in beauty,
emotion, evolution, kindness, awareness and, occasionally, fame and fortune. It
is always, however, successful. By
its nature, creativity cannot lose.
Create
something.
Create
a smile.
Create
a picture or a poem.
Create
a bright spot in someone’s day.
Creativity
is life.
With
love,
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ReplyDeleteI needed this today. More than you could possibly know. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI needed it, too, Beanie. It's easy to forget in the madness of life that creativity actually IS life. I don't think anything else really counts, though we've been fooled into believing otherwise.
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