ELEVEN LAWS OF CREATIVITY
Indeed food for thought. Thank you.
Diving deep into the core of our Creative Power!
ONE
LETTING GO
By letting go of all that we think we know, we’ll create the space for Creative Liberation.
TWO
TRUSTING THE UNKNOWN
Before we can trust in unknown we need to trust ourselves and step out of the comfort zone.
THREE
INSPIRING ONESELF
All that we think we need to be inspired, is already within us and around us.
FOUR
INSPIRED PURPOSE
Doing what we love doing and co-creating the way to do the same.
FIVE
EMPTINESS
For the Ultimate Creative energy to flow freely through Us, we need to become an empty vessel.
SIX
CURIOSITY
Willingness to embrace paradox, unknown and The Magic of it All.
SEVEN
NOURISHMENT
Creativity cleans our mind, heal our body and detoxify our soul.
EIGHT
KNOWING
The only true knowing’ is that what we experience so we Know as our Truth.
NINE
Authenticity
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It’s Just Another Night
It’s just another night
In its easy going on dark
When clouds are high in flight
On a sky that in day did spark
Every road is on a lonely
Move and footsteps thru
And I’m sometimes there only
Trying to find back you
Every hour is now perfect
For the swart to come on in
With their flowers of neglect
In their whimsy dimly spin
In their whimsy dimly spin
It’s just another night
When the wings of dark are deep
From the flowers of the light
That we dearly want to keep
Every road is on a lonely
Moods of touching and defile
Sometimes that’s what we need only
To walk alone road a mile
Every hour is now perfect
For the swart to come on in
With their flowers of neglect
In their whimsy dimly spin
In their whimsy dimly spin
Where the autumn leaves are falling
Where the autumn leaves are falling
Where the autumn leaves are falling
Where the autumn leaves are falling…
– Peter S Quinn
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2nd November – On This Day In History
Born:
1755 Marie – Antoinette (Queen of Louis XVI, “let them eat cake”)
Died:
1950 George Bernard Shaw (author)
On This Day:
1947 “Spruce Goose”, owned by Howard Hughes, has its one and only flight
Have a good Monday, 2nd November
An Autumn Tale
The trees were talking in foreign tongues,
The leaves had plenty to say,
As he stood deep in the golden grove
Watching the treetops sway.
A gentle breeze had caught at their breath
To carry their whispered tales,
From tree to tree in the woodland depth
While the Autumn winds prevailed.
And golden leaves lay thick at their feet
A magic carpet of death,
Fluttering down with their lives complete
At the time of their final breath.
But she lay still on a mound of leaves
And smiled at the man she loved,
While he looked up like a man who grieves
At the sway of the trees above.
‘Why is the Autumn fall so sad,
Could it be that they feel like us?
Their Summer went, and at last they’re spent
And fall from the trees like dross.’
‘They’ve had their season of love, ’ she sighed,
‘While ours is still ahead, ’
‘But even we, ’ he had then replied,
‘Face the day when we’ll both be dead.’
He joined her down on the bed of leaves
And she kissed his lips and his brow,
‘I never think about death, ’ she said,
‘But only the here and now.’
‘Don’t you listen to what’s been said,
Those fluttering leaves in the air,
They’re asking, what’s it like to be dead
In a tone of utter despair.’
‘How could you know just what they say,
They’re swaying trees in the breeze,
There isn’t a dictionary, per se,
That a man can follow with ease.’
‘Haven’t you heard the tender moan
They make, when the wind soughs through,
Their sadness echoes in every tone
And it kills me, looking at you.’
‘You have to stop, you’re frightening me, ’
She said as she pulled away,
‘I thought that we came to make sweet love
On a beautful Autumn day.’
‘But what will we think when our skin is dry,
And wrinkled, so many years,
Maybe the love that we feel today
Will lie in a horse-drawn hearse.’
He looked again and he watched her age
So brittle, an Autumn leaf,
Dry and brown, he was looking down
While she stared with eyes of grief.
‘You’ve taken away our springtime, Joe,
And reached for the Autumn rain,
I only know that I have to go
And I’ll not come here again! ’
– David Lewis Paget
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1st November – On This Day In History
Born:
1935 Gary Player (South African golfer)
Died:
1972 Ezra Pound (poet)
On This Day:
79 Pompei is buried after the eruption of Mount Vesuvius
Have a good Sunday, 1st November
Pumpkin, The Halloween Cuisine
Most versatile autumn harvest,
main cuisine of the Halloween.
apple and the vegetable largest,
most versatile autumn harvest.
Feasts and gifts the children get,
lanterns we light of the pumpkin.
Most versatile autumn harvest,
main cuisine of the Halloween.
– SD Tiwari
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31st October – On This Day In History
Born:
1950 John Candy (actor)
Died:
1984 Indira Ghandi (Indian PM assassinated by be own bodyguards)
On This Day:
1515 Martin Luther posts the 95 these on the door of a church in Wittenburg (the beginning of the Protestant Reformation)
Have a good Saturday, 31st October
Pirouetting Autumn
The tree blushed – a rude blast of air
Betrayed a shapely bough.
My saddened heart aware
That Nature’s clock was chiming,
I froze upon the twelfth
Clanging tone, caught alone,
Staring at a creaking door –
Left ajar for dancing, coloured Autumn,
Pirouetting in her leaves,
While agitated summer creatures
Backed away resignedly,
Sighing in protracted breves.
I turned; gave company;
We stood together, watching
Summer slowly blow away.
– Mark R Slaughter
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30th October – On This Day In History
Born:
1893 Charles Atlas (body builder)
Died:
2004 Peggy Ryan (actress)
On This Day:
1938 Orson Wells creates widespread panic with the broadcast of War Of The Worlds
Have a good Friday, 30th October
Love In Autumn
First day of Autumn
And the weather is blue
First day of Autumn
And im still in love with you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I feel the love
And so do you
So let me hold you
and hold you tight
And give you a kiss
in Autumn light
A kiss that you’ll cherish
A kiss that you’ll hold
A kiss as priceless
As diamonds and gold
Autumn lights fade
Like raindrops in a river
Darkness Falls
And you and me shiver
Through the trail
Of Autumn and love
We hope and dream
Under the stars above
As time goes by
our hands will twine
just moments away
Until you’re finally mine
but even if
our silvery sky
turns into
a rainy lie
I’ll still love you
and you’ll still love
and you’ll still love me
nomatter what
we have to be
always and forvever
just you and me
so while midnight, strolls
into our starlit night
just hold me in your arms
until my feelings cant’t fight
the temtation to grag you
and hold you tight
i promise that your dreams
will come true tonight
Second day of autum
and the weather is still blue
but no matter what
ill still love you.
– Wilson Feliz
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