Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Creativity...


I really identify with that.  And I’m a survivor, too….

I think creativity in our lives is as important as eating.  One nourishes the body, the other nourishes the soul.  The id.  The ego.  The identity.  The survivor in all of us.

There are as many ways to be creative as there are people on this earth.  Writing a journal or blog is one way.  Painting masterpieces is another.  But then, so is arranging one’s memories into a scrapbook, or decorating a mailbox.  Or cooking something special for supper.

Writing, drawing, painting, photographing, paper-folding, baking, arranging, stirring, putting, etc.  It’s all active, not passive.  Taking something imagined and turning it into something visible.  Or audible.  Or tactile; that’s creativity. 

Yes, creativity is not about BE-ing, really.  It’s about DO-ing.  It’s about rising above the mundane into a world limited only by our imagination.  A world colored with crayons of our choice.  A world cut and pasted and smashed into a scrapbook we fondly refer to as our Life.

Creativity is one of those things that puts smiles on our faces.  The joy of creating something out of something else, or from nothing, is truly addictive, in a good way.  Being able to see beyond something’s intended purpose and making it something much more wonderful and joyful, is quite an accomplishment, I think.

Sometimes, being still and quiet and enjoying the beauty all around us is enough.  Other times, it is the doing that inspires us….

How about you?  Did your child survive?

Cali




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