I recently thought differently about something important to me. As its importance is only to myself, I would see it as an example of everyday creativity.
To share it with others, I posted it on Twitter, and started a note about the idea and how it began to suggest more ideas.
The note turned into a conversation with myself.
The tweet:
What’s the best way to retain your love of life? Give your everyday creativity every chance to flourish.
The conversation with myself:
At risk of sounding pretentious –
You are sounding pretentious.
I’ll ignore that remark
I found creativity early in my working life.
You are still sounding pretentious. Why don’t you add I suppose creativity found me?
So how should I explain what I mean?
Quit the health and wellness stuff. Get a bit more personal.
Good call. Let’s see. Take the time I was feeling a bit down on my birthday. Way down,
Understandable, it was your eightieth. Thoughts turning to shuffling off the mortal coil, no doubt.
Sort of. As if I was heading for a creative black hole. Yes, and the feeling of emptiness. Then I made a decision, And that led to another one.
Go on, that’s better
First, I’m going to give up writing books.
That’s the most negative thought you could have had.
Probably not. I had some other pretty black ideas. But then!
You rediscovered creativity and things started looking better.
Sort of. Instead of thinking what I wasn’t going to do in future, I saw what I was going to do.
You discovered podcasting.
That, and more.
I made the connection. Loss of creativity. Feelings of depression. Rediscovering creativity. Feelings of elation.
Feeling alive. Life’s worth living sort of stuff. In the zone. The inner child released.
A bit over the top?
That’s right.
It’s still a bit of a leap to start spouting about a life-enhancing moment.
I need to sneak in a few theoretical ideas which I’m finding important.
Now you’re getting away from your immediate direct experiences.
I was coming to that …
Everyday Creativity 