Patience & Creativity
Today in the beach cities, it appears grey and overcast - but not cold. The temperature sits at 64 degrees fahrenheit, and the energy is sweet, soft, and peaceful. Today is Saturday.
Creativity and creation cannot be produced on demand. It comes from a source that is sometimes very much in the shadows; or from inspiration that may come out of an everyday task – that's how it is. "Assigning" the creation of something to be produced feels a little less moving at a soul level. So, one learns the quality called patience.
It is, in fact, a quality that most of humans need to cultivate and adopt in everyday living because out of impatience comes frustration, annoyance, anger, suspiciousness and sometimes - rage and violence.
So, patiently, one waits for flowers to bloom, for an elder to cross the thorough way, for a mountain to transform into grains of sand. And sometimes, one discovers something very mysterious in the space of what might appear to be nothing happening. With the stillness and quiet, one sees something happening all the while. And other times, one may never live to see exactly what kind of transformation will inevitably happen.
The leaves that came through the cold and windy weeks past, the droplets that arrived after the life-giving flow of the rains came through, the sunshine that arrived now and then in recent days - all of it made a contribution. The result - a beautiful new growth with the potential to bring a strong and clear addition in the way of a bloom - we cannot know what it will look like, and sometimes we don't know whether there will be color, or a big blossom or tiny little ones on top a a mother blossom. We have to be patient – and wait to see.
A gift of creativity arrived with no words - an answer to a request made weeks ago for something beautiful, peaceful, and creative.
It came in the midst of a chore that was almost forgotten, but the wondrous happened and it was in the form of light, water, soil, and color that brought the image captured in a moment that would never happen again. The color was green. The inspiration strong. The ability to say, "Okay, here you go..." without words.
That's the thing about people and the meaning of life - it is about refining oneself over and over through experiences that include all kinds of encounters and errors. Eventually, arriving at a place where one knows that as a human being who has refiend their existence, it is about cultivating patience and calm. Then, one realizes that the wondrous appears an infinite number of times in a lifetime! It happens again and again, when one moves into a place of acceptance, patience, deep knowing.