ON BEING CREATIVE
No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new heaven to the human spirit.
The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes – ah, that is where the art resides.
Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how….The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
Agnes De Mille
Inside you there’s an artist you don’t know about…Say yes quickly, if you know, if you’ve known it from before the beginning of the universe.
Jalai Ud-Din Rumi
We shall not cease from exploration; And the end of all our exploring; Will be to arrive where we started; And know the place for the first time.
T. S. Eliot
Learn the craft of knowing how to open your heart and to turn on your creativity. There’s a light inside of you.
The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once (s)he grows up.
So you see, imagination needs moodling – long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering.
Develop interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music – the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.
I merely took the energy it takes to pout and wrote some blues.
I have said before that creativity is a spiritual issue. Any progress is made by leaps of faith, some small and some large.
The grace to be a beginner is always the best prayer for an artist. The beginner’s humility and openness lead to exploration. Exploration leads to accomplishment. All of it begins at the beginning, with the first small and scary step.
What moves men of genius, or rather what inspires their work, is not new ideas, but their obsession with the idea that what has already been said is still not enough.
When we pay attention to nature’s music, we find that everything on the earth contributes to its harmony.
Hazrat Inayat Khan
The sun shines not on us, but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing.
In fact, the word enchant comes from the Latin incantare, meaning “to sing or chant magical words or sounds.”