One of my daughters asks me a provocative question last week. “Mom, do you really think all humans are creative? Maybe some aren’t.”
Quite frankly, her question stuns me. What?@#%*&??? My own daughter, the Queen of Creativity herself, born to me – the Crowned Queen Mother of Creativity -, questions whether all humans are creative. Wow, if she can question that, anyone can.
I responded, “OF COURSE, we’re all creative. Where do you think these words are coming from that I say to you right now ( or type to you right here )? The great black pool of fathomless mystery inside, the psyche’s source of creation, in which we are embedded, that responsive creative essence determines who we are every moment of every day.”
Like a fish swimming in water, or a bird uplifted by air, we have forgotten that which moves us to be.
That benighted notion needs restorying here and now!
Which reminds me of the caterpillar who doesn’t know she is also the butterfly.
Have you heard of imaginal cells? I first heard about them from the evolutionary biologist, Elizabet Sahtouris at a conference in 1989. She described imaginal cells as the cells which carry the butterfly blueprint to the caterpillar. When the caterpillar first gets wind of those butterfly cells gathering, s/he’s distressed and becomes a voracious eater. Consuming everything in sight the caterpillar eventually becomes so bloated s/he stiffens and becomes helplessly immobile.
Metaphorically, doesn’t this sound like our current need to gobble up STUFF and stubbornly stick to our illusions?
When those first imaginal cells appear, the caterpillar’s immune system immediately kills them. But as more imaginal cells show up, the immune system can no longer fight them off and the cocoon is made – that’s when caterpillar soup begins bubbling and that little living being is neither here nor there…another fine metaphor which explains why transformation is scary on both a global level and a personal one. We have to live with NOT KNOWING who we really are nor where we are going.
That just about “kills” us modern humans.
Our technologically savvy, scientifically modern cultures demand that we always feel in control of our lives and that we should always feel happy, know the score and be confident.
Bull shit. That’s not real. So we suffer from a host of debilitating symptoms new to the planet. A few of those disorienting symptoms are: alienation, numbness, raging fear, depression, seasonal affective disorder, fatigue syndromes, meaninglessness, anxiety, helplessness, addictions, addictions, and more addictions.
I no longer wonder why.
We’ve lost our connection to truth with a capital T. We’ve lost our ability to commune with our surroundings, to tune in to our body’s wisdom, and to co-create communal reverence for life itself and communal celebration of being engaged with LIFE and each other.
We who live today COULD BE THE IMAGINAL CELLS of the evolving human. We’ve transformed our species countless times before during our two legged history to achieve the fully functioning rational minds and scientific technological savvy we enjoy today. Now we can transform ourselves again but this time we can become whole, including all that we’ve achieved and reclaiming our essential creative nature and all that encompasses: intuition, spirit, dreaming, imagination, the power of synchronicity and being in the flow, and maybe most importantly, our comfort with the mystery, our compassion and willingness to dance alongside everything else.
It’s your turn NOW and OUR TIME to show up.
You knock my socks off with your insights, fantastic ability to express yourself and your depth of understanding. I’m not even mentioning your fabulous paintings. You are a multi-dimensional force Deborah. Keep it coming!
Awhhhhh, Jean, I’m humbled by your response. Thank you.
Thank you Deborah. Connected, listening, responding with Love. Conscious Humans go on to the next round.
Thank you Jeanie for your thoughtful response. May we continue to explore what it means to be a conscious human.
The Time Is Now. Aho, sister.
Thank you, Hali, for being an imaginal cell yourself and inspiring so many others. Love being in the soup with you, woman!
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