What, Exactly Is Creativity?


monoprint, 1991, 22″ x 30″
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A friend asked me this question recently.

It hooked me and hasn’t let go so I thought I’d write about it

Without looking at what anyone else had to say before I began.

Does this topic (or the myriad others I choose)

Have anything to do with MS?

Healing Through MS DEMANDS a holographic point-of-view (is that a non-sequitur?)

For me, creativity is a wash.

I mean: ‘something other’ washes over me, through me, into me

And my mind is like a nest.

All it has to do is get out of the way

And let the eggs laid there, hatch.

The man who asked me this question

Is a plumber-writer.

He has lived his life following the instruction book.

It scares him not to.

He wants to know how not to feel afraid of the unknown where Creativity lives.

The thing is… there is no instruction booklet

If one desires access into where originality, genius, healing occur.

We are alone there.

Takes some moxie to even entertain the thing.

We must love our own company.

To sit still and ask:

“Where am I drawn to go?

Who am I drawn to see?

What mark wants to be made now?”

And then REALLY LISTEN and RISK ACTION.

It tends to be a solitary road, this creative life.

It needs space and forgiveness and fuel for the fire

Because it has nothing to do with a manufactured life.

An INSPIRED life is full of the unknown.

In fact, that is the very foundation of it:

There is NO SOLID GROUND TO STAND ON!

I am always trying to find my sea legs

And it looks wonky in so many ways…

But the thing that continues to wash over and through me

Is nothing less

Than my reason for waking up.

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