A Course In Miracles says that there are only two emotions: fear and love. In the absence of one, there exists the other. They’re opposites, antagonists, adversaries.
In a previous post I wrote about a similar relationship between fear and creativity. In the absence of one, there exists the other. They’re opposites, antagonists, adversaries.
Now, I’m sure I’m breaking every philosophical rule in the book, but since I’m a writer and never claimed to be smart I’m going to take this relationship one step further. If fear is the exact opposite of creativity AND love, the two must be related. In fact, creativity is love.
Creativity means different things for different people. It could be more obvious things like playing music, painting, inventing, dancing, or writing. But for me, I define creativity as just a physical manifestation of a thought or idea. It doesn’t have to be something hanging in a gallery. It’s about thinking, and dreaming, and then doing. And that act of doing brings something amazing to this world that didn’t exist before it. Every single time. And we’re all better because of it.
When you’re being creative something truly awesome happens. You get inspired (or in-Spirit, as Dr. Wayne Dyer likes to say), you get enthusiastic, you tap into whatever it is that makes us uniquely who we are. You lose track of the time, you tend to forget about the bills or what’s for dinner, and almost always you give birth to the beginnings of some really cool stuff that comes from — guess where — a place of love.
But there’s another part to this whole creating thing. When you’re creative, you’re giving something to the rest of us. Something artistic, or thoughtful, or inspiring. It’s always a gift, no matter how small. And giving, completely and wholly and unselfishly, is an act of love. Ask any mother. There’s no doubt in my mind.
Creativity is love, both of ourselves and of each other. It’s the absence of fear, coming from the purest parts of ourselves, and then sharing it with the world.
Every day we face a crossroads. Which direction do we chose? Do we start that novel, or violin lesson, or act on that new business idea. . . or do we find some excuse why we can’t? We always, always have a choice.
Choose love.
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If I may: If creativity = love, and Adrian = creative, then Adrian = love. Triangulation of data. Lovely!
Lesley, you make me smile. Thank you, as always.
And love is creative. An inspiring and encouraging read, Adrian. I am an artist who tries never to apologize for her art, albeit anxious that it will be received well or at all, and believes everyone creative has something to offer. I used to worry music was a selfish venture, until I actually began sharing it. I once spent 7 hours working on one song, and absolutely lost all track of time. Transformation, a heightening of spirit and purpose occur. I admire and am awed by ANY act of creativity — I notice it more often in the simplest of things — and remain open to receiving the “data” as a divinely inspired gift. Love, indeed. Thanks for your very astute observation.
And thank you for your comment. It’s that anxiety that you mention that often keeps us from putting ourselves out there and creating. We’re afraid that people won’t like it, or they’ll laugh at us, or some other irrational fear. Creating is never a selfish venture. It’s a gift, and nothing about giving wholly and completely is selfish. And best of all, creating brings out our most loving and authentic selves, I believe. And wouldn’t everyone that cares about us want to see that version of us? That doesn’t seem like selfishness at all to me. It seems like the most healthy way to live.
Agreed. I like your comment “wouldn’t everyone that cares about us want to see that version of us?” Very nice sentiment.
creativity is love?
No, it should not be. Because "Love" is nothing but "Creativity" has something to think about.
Love is nothing? Please elucidate.