Time becomes restless in us. The human heart is full of quickening. Each pulse beat draws us towards new frontiers. In every moment we see and feel more than we can ever know. If we were to live everything, we would be too much for ourselves. Yet the life within us calls out for expression. This is what creativity serves. It endeavors to bring some of our hidden life to expression in order that we might come to see who we are. When we are creative, we help the unknown to become known, the visible to be seen and the rich darkness within us to become illuminated. No human being is ever actually there. Each of us is emerging in every moment. When we discover our creativity, we begin to attend to this constant emergence of who we are. Our creativity is excited by what is new, different and concealed within us. While the outside world has long settled for who we are in terms of name, personality and role, when we creatively engage our life, we enable the signature, taste and imprint of our uniqueness to emerge. Every heart is full of creative material. There are depths in us hungering towards the light. The deeper we attend to the soul, the more we realize what a treasure-house we have inherited……John O’Donohue
sparking our personal meaning through our own unique images follows intention, grounding and a little unnameable flair….as the unconscious shadows emerge, life shifts, grows, contracts, melts, alights……how does that shift happen between inertia and wonderment?
We have to become aware of and set aside our conditioned ways of perceiving in order to hear the rising symphony in the rush of the river, to see the beauty in a bit of ice, to find the story beneath a series of events, to imagine hover-chairs and beds on wheels. As Mary Oliver reminds us in her poem ‘Wild Geese,’ wherever we are, our inner and outer worlds are constantly offering themselves to our imaginations. We often simply do not see what is right in front of us. We look for and see what we expect, what has been seen there before. Finding the stories we want to write, the play of light and shadow we want to photograph, the sounds we want to weave into songs in ways that are alive for ourselves and those to whom we will offer our work, requires learning to see, to be aware, to pay attention. We need to cultivate an attitude of open inquiry, of deep curiosity about what is happening within and around us, right now. This kind of inquiry does not seek answers as much as it raises the questions that jump-start the imagination. It is a vertical inquiry that requires going deeper instead of moving on too quickly to whatever is next….Oriah Mountain Dreamer
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.