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Expressing our Creativity
What does it mean to be creative? Is it the way we do things, whether preparing a meal or tending a patch of earth – our approach, our flair for inventiveness or innovation, or just our ability to initiate; to try new things, to lead the way, to give birth to our ideas, letting them take shape? It is often seen as enviable – people who have an understanding of the aesthetics of design can turn anything into a masterpiece, be it a table setting or a hat. Simple or flamboyant, loud or elegant – who are we to judge the characteristics of this trait?
It is present in all of us – the ability to create something, no matter how we choose to view it – that contributes to the ever-evolving big picture view of our world. We make things all the time, we arrange the items in our life according to our tastes. We change our minds and fashion at a whim, adjusting to the influences around us. We follow cycles, we instigate periods of revival.
And as a species we procreate – we produce offspring – the little apples of our eyes we see them grow in resemblance daily. We see our gestures mimicked, our talents handed down or a new strain emerge – we can’t always guarantee our beliefs will rub off on our children. Yet there is nothing more precious than the ability to create new life. It happens every day – Nature working miracles in every way – as one part of life comes to its natural end, another is born. Renewal and decay a constant in our lives – it won’t go away. We’re reminded of the fact as we see our own bodies aging with time, we don’t like to dwell on the wrinkles or the lines.
We celebrate birth and we mourn death. Beginnings are new and full of promise, endings bring only sadness as we come to a conclusion – closing the book’s last page, having to accept that we have finished what we started, whether we like it or not. Excitement accompanies beginnings. The unknown stretches before us like a vast ocean waiting to be charted. We set out, prepared for any eventuality – expecting to be carried along through the peaks and troughs of any of life’s stories, sailing with favourable winds and drifting through the flat spots, the doldrums, we somehow continue to make progress – keeping a forward momentum, gaining new ground, filling in the spaces, writing the lines that define us – yet drawing us ever-closer once we’ve passed the equator, to the point of no return, the well-known ending. Fin.
Except we’re not sure we understand it at all. We enter this world full of optimism and bright ideas and as time goes on a great deal of it seems to fade. We reach a point where we become a shadow of our former self – dull in comparison to our early years. Jaded perhaps, because we think we know how it all works. We pick up our various beliefs as we go along. Some are taught to us at an early age and the rest we gather as we interact with the world around us – learning what happens as a result of our actions and absorbing influences. The media that reports the news, other’s experiences, what we see as a consensus of social behaviour – all adding to the growing picture of our ‘reality’, or what we believe the world to be, and the part we play in it – contributing our time and energy in the form of labour to survive.
We have a formula, an equation, a set of criteria we must meet, because we understand that without it, we won’t be able to eat. The key ingredients for our survival are readily known, it’s money we require to ensure a home. The whole structure of civilisation is controlled – we must conform and do what we’re told. The system demands that we keep it in place, we must work to earn a living – this is our saving grace.
Creativity isn’t always factored in. We can have projects as a hobby or try to express it in all we do, we can see it as a night class, or appreciate artists who make it their business to create. It is seen as separate – something we do as opposed to an integral part of our being, or ‘who we are’.
We are all creators and create every minute of the day. Our thoughts go out as energy – carrying with them all of our hopes and dreams, doubts and fears and attracting circumstances into our lives so we can play out scenarios in real time – realising our hopes and dreams and realising also that we are harbouring doubts and fears, allowing us to face them and dispel them.
It is a constant process, where we conjure experiences, live through them, and vow to do things in a different way, modifying our behaviour as a result of what occurs to us. Often, we’re not conscious of what’s going on, we react and make adjustments automatically. Yet eventually, if we’ve ignored the signals, we are drawn into dramas or crisis and forced to address any patterns, or issues that we’ve been avoiding.
We create our own problems, just as we create the solutions that allow us to overcome them. Through creating, we evolve. We grow in understanding and awareness and become all the better for it. Even if we’ve faced incredible hardships and the toughest tests, it is always in our best interests, because we are the ones who manifest. It is not so much what we put on a page, but how we’ve chosen to deal with situations that take centre stage – our calm in a crisis or donation of time, caring for creatures, or bottling our own wine. Nothing we do can ever be deemed more worthy – it is the value we gain as we undertake every task we choose to do that is our reward.
If we put our heart and soul into it, our intention to participate with enjoyment, with full engagement, with openness and honesty – without expectation of gain, or through guilt or obligation or the desire to be noticed – then whatever it is, however small, is in alignment with the whole of creation. Creation has a purpose. It is self-less yet focused wholly on an outcome or result.
A difficult concept to explain, because there are many nuances – attention to detail is key. As we send out our thoughts into the ether – into the universal pool of energy that is unseen and flows all around us – magnetising the things we focus on to us in the form of energy contained in matter, and like-minded people who match the waves of vibration that we are giving out – as receivers and transmitters of energy – we act as transformers. We have the ability to transmute energy, to alter its vibration, to change it from one form – a lower frequency or wave – to a higher frequency, or a higher vibration – an emission that penetrates on a different dimensional level, on a level that at present, we are not able to gauge or measure.
We have many instruments that can pick up lower frequencies and we understand the basics of radio waves, of sound and light, and how these waves are transmitted or travel from one point to the next in a linear fashion. Except we know they’re not linear, because our Universe is constantly expanding. We know that their affects are far reaching, because we can calculate using the speed of light for example distance, and measure spatial relationships between objects or ‘matter’ – density and mass. We understand certain laws like the absorption and reflection of light and the residual effects as energy lingers long after the source that has emitted it has been removed.
Yet for the most part, unless this is our area of study, we move around oblivious to the energy ripples we create in the entire fabric of the unseen Universe around us. We believe what we see, for our eyes inform us that it must be so. It requires a leap of faith to place our trust in anything we can’t define, because it refuses to be limited when we approach it with limited thinking.
We can acknowledge that we can’t ‘just put space’ into a box – cramming in all of the stars and planetary bodies and unknown worlds and galaxies into an item to sit, covered in dust, on an academics shelf or in a research laboratory. We take it in bite-sized pieces. Exploring the surface of Mars, taking soil samples, looking for the elements of the known – like traces of water – in the unknown. We apply tested methods in the hope of obtaining results and use our powers of deduction to narrow down our findings from possibility to a definite probability. A finite solution. An absolute. Proven beyond reasonable doubt. And this is where it all comes unstuck, although words cannot describe our error, neither can our minds grasp the enormity of the range of possibilities open to us.
Opening our minds opens us up to new experiences. Opening our homes lets in light and fresh air. Open our eyes and we are usually surprised. Open our heart and let down our defences and who knows what will fill our lives. Open the door to new areas of exploration and we open the portal to many dimensions that await our expanding vision – that cannot be contained by any divisions.
Throw away the rulebook and soon we will see that nothing is logical or behaves as it seems. Yet we still need to label it – to find proof, to gain acceptance, to convert. Whether Quantum or Nanno, we like to have words – we need descriptors; this is how our world works. Everything we invent has to have a name a category and a compartment – a field that we can claim. When we think creatively we step outside of the box – we throw away the conventions, we let tangents carry us off.
We open up new trains of thought, we gain new inspiration, we invite what has never occurred before – the genius of invention. A spark ignited, a great idea – poof it is ours – coming from nowhere. Yet it arrives as an answer – a flash to match our thought – a moment of clarity, because this is what we sought.
We only evolve when we’re open to change. So how can we move if we hold fixed beliefs? If we cling to convictions and refuse to accept something we can’t see – how do we know? It is not what we know that carries us forward, it is the quest to conquer the unknown that has driven society to discover more – to cover new ground, to take to the skies and soar. We’re creatures of habit but we’re here to create, to each offer something to add to the debate.
Not followers who nod along to everything we’re fed, but each a leader capable of adding a missing thread. We all play an important role in the creation of the picture that is the whole. When we find what it is we’re well on our way, for in expressing ourselves – by doing what we love – we all get to have our say. “I’m not creative” – what do you mean?
Each one of us has a gift to share; it matters not if we don’t have the qualifications to prove we are capable of it. If we remove the need for a tangible outcome, or the expectation of a result and find a way to be who we need to be, to do what we would do anyway – regardless of our need to make a living in order to survive, or our belief in ourselves, or our own natural talents, or good looks, or intellect, or social position, or advantages, or disadvantages; we are all equals. Each of us can contribute equally to the tapestry of life.
None can measure our success, for it comes when we find our own pleasure. The difference it seems, between a chore and leisure. If we narrow our mind, we reduce our outlook. If we close ourselves off from any view, no matter how challenging it may seem, we limit what can come to us in answer to our dreams. Defences down, the word is ‘receptive’ – we receive all the blessings from the ‘collective’. The pool of energy, the resource we can’t see, the growing archive of all humanity. The Akashic Records, the Collective Consciousness, Superconscious or Universal Mind – whatever way we might like to creatively express it based on our own experience and understanding or desire to know it – the source that we can all tap into if we choose to be open to it.
The place that genius comes from. The realms that add to our growing enquiries by providing the answers we seek, if only we will allow ourselves to visit. The unknown that wishes to be known, should we just acknowledge it. Expressing ourselves creatively – openly inviting new beginnings – we transform our lives completely. Creating ourselves anew as we tune in to our true nature, for nothing remains static, it is subject to the seasons, to cycles and conditions – now adjusted, without rhyme or reason.
To adapt we too must change and find new ways as the structures we rely on fall into decay. Security can only come when we’re whistling through each day. To find the key to happiness we must search for it within. Contentment in our daily tasks is a simple place to begin. A smile is all we need to start, a bit of courage in our heart. Standing straight not stooping low – looking up to meet the sky, the vastness that is ours to enjoy, not a tunnel we’ve dug to wall us in. breaking the mould, stepping out of our box, making time to explore the gifts that we’ve lost.
Perhaps there’s a pleasure we’ve set aside, or a desire we’ve forgotten – that’s slipped our mind? It doesn’t take much to instigate – little by little we can build on more solid ground if we listen to our instincts, the only thing that’s sound. If we’re in a rut it only gets deeper, an uphill climb is ever steeper – listen to our heart and it will guide us far, when we engage our passion for everything we undertake we are infused with the power that animates all of life – a vitality, a lustre which coats everything we touch – if we seize the day, what have we lost?
We can fill in the blanks if we think long enough – our health for starters or quality time, whatever we find it’s worth every dime. We have the answers, we hold them inside, it is through the process of inventory they can no longer hide. When surrounded with a world of change, we have the choice to extend our range. To reinvent, to start anew, to venture out, it is our due. Each beacon lit soon draws others – as light expands so do our fears diminish. A script is never complete until we write our own ending – why limit our vision when we’re free to do what we want, after all, it’s our own decision.