“Everybody born comes from the Creator trailing wisps of glory. We come from the Creator with creativity. I think that each one of us is born with creativity.” Maya Angelou
Deep down—way down deep—I am a peripatetic soul. A wandering, roving, drifter of sorts, given to “walking about, especially while teaching”.
No need to even leave the house, this wandering of mine—this wandering of mind. Walking the floors over emerging thoughts and ideas. Walking them into fullness; walking them into the light.
Venturing into new lands within—some made for running and slipping away; some for lying low; others for roaming and exploring.
New lands of creative dreams and wild imaginings, where I co-create with the Spirit of God.
It takes faith—simple child-like faith to create. But, simple does not always mean easy.
“All children are born geniuses and we spend the first six years of their lives degeniusing them,” said American inventor and visionary R. Buckminster Fuller.
And the studies prove him right—98% of kindergarten children score in the genius range for divergent thinking—that innate ability to create.
That means we are hardwired to think and act creatively; it is a part of our DNA—first breathed into mankind in the Garden.
So, I’m going back to the Garden to do some wandering; to roam and explore hand-and-heart with the Creative Genius within. To say “yes” to something bigger than myself; to risk chasing after my creative ideas.
Not for the sake of creativity itself, but for the sake of releasing beauty in extraordinary ways to a broken and hurting world. That is creativity; and that is the heart’s desire of this peripatetic soul.
God spoke to Moses: “See what I’ve done; I’ve personally chosen Bezalel son of Uri, son of Hur of the tribe of Judah. I’ve filled him with the Spirit of God, giving him skill and know-how and expertise in every kind of craft to create designs and work in gold, silver, and bronze; to cut and set gemstones; to carve wood—he’s an all-around craftsman. Exodus 31:1 (MSG)