Notes on Creativity theme of the week:
To what end?
- I have taken a few minutes (should I say 4 minutes to make it more poetic?) to review the main point of each Notes on Creativity entry so far. I looked for patterns on this exploration of creativity and journey to cultivate more of it in my life. And it seems that I am at a crux.
- The search is leading me to experience life at a level just a few inches off the ground. I now look increasingly for that hint of the Other World in the ordinary, and try to infuse the small things in my life with tiny nuggets of the best of who I am. And this, I suddenly realize, is just it- the search is leading me, and not the other way around. This is not at all what I had intended when I set out on this adventure.
- And so, I cannot answer to what end the search captured in this blog will lead. I must merely make room, and follow where the Wild Goose takes me.
- Do come along for the ride.
Tumbling, turning, twisting. Grasping, careening. I close my eyes now, hours later, and can still feel the rhythm of the waves- paddle, crest, crash, eject. There goes one person, and another. Move quickly, perform the rescue, and head off to the next rapid.
All the while, the solid living walls line our journey down the river. They are alive with coiled boas, squirrel monkeys, iguanas, and kingfishers. This is a National Geographic moment.
We are small in the raft at the bottom of the canyon, moved along by rushing waters. The splashing droplets refresh us, the warming sun gives us comfort.
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