Your Brain: Where Ideas Consummate Sex

Creativity involves anticipation mingled with uncertainty. For the record, ideas grow out of your brain through a simple yet complex union of egg and creative energy.

What mental soil allows you to become a songwriter, poet, artist or inventor? Why do some of us “pop” with ideas while others merely drink a beer while they pass the time away?

Have you ever heard of a “Dream Catcher”? Many people feature them above their beds and on the rear view mirror of their cars. They included a small circle made of metal, wrapped in leather and several strands like a spider’s web weaving across the center. They may feature feathers hanging from the bottom of the circle. Dream catchers supposedly intercept bad dreams in order to protect the person from emotional pain. Some say they catch ideas from out of the night.

The famous balladeer John Denver “caught” songs with his mind from skiing down slopes, walking in the woods or riding his horse. He wrote one of his most famous songs in ten minutes while riding a ski lift in Aspen, Colorado: “Annie…You fill up my senses like night in a forest, like the mountains in spring time, like a walk in the rain….”

One song arrived around the campfire while watching meteors blaze across the Colorado night sky, “Colorado rocky mountain high, I’ve seen it raining fire in the sky, sitting around the campfire and everybody’s high….” I heard him sing it at Redrocks Amphitheater in Morrison, Colorado back in 1973. I teared-up because I shared the same campfire and meteor shower in my own wilde
ess meanderings.

What creates an idea, song, poem or painting? I discovered that your brain cells consummate sex with the outer world’s limitless energy.

If you choose writing, stories occur to you during your life. You live them. You read about them. You meet characters. You experience events. The more you live, the more you acquire tales. An old writer enjoys greater data with complex plots than a young writer who lacks the miles on his creative odometer.

An idea equates to an unpredictable collision of thought and circumstance.

Einstein maneuvered his sailboat every weekend by himself on a large lake under the sky of the entire universe. He felt that his mind absorbed the universe’s vibrational energy that coalesced with his mind. He wrote down notes from the universe.

Steven Johnson said, “Chance favors the connected mind.”

Possibility springs where you nurture your mind with concepts gained from reading, living and doing.

For the poet, Walt Whitman’s “Leaves of Grass” inspires anyone to search through nature for meaning, spirit and creative process.

You may enjoy a positive temperament, negative disposition or neutral demeanor. Each allows you to become a Walt Disney, Alfred Hitchcock or Stephen King. Whatever your fate via your personality, harness your creative juices toward fruition by your ideas.

Van Gogh screamed at his paintings, cut off his ear and railed at the universe. Could he help himself? They say genius carries a bit of madness with it such as Michael Jackson, Robin Williams and a dozen others who lived tortured lives.

In the end, you may open your mind to the limitless ideas of the universe racing around you at blinding speed. Allow your heart, mind and soul to receive those ideas that fall into your passion net. You might be the next Elizabeth Gilbert who wrote: Eat, Pray, Love. You could become the next Meryl Streep who becomes every character on this planet. You might morph into another Sean Connery or Steve Jobs.

Along your journey, follow your most passionate desires. Never question your quest or your passions. Never doubt yourself! Hang with others who follow their creative vibrational energies. You may succeed early like Elizabeth Gilbert or fail altogether like Van Gogh. So what! You may succeed like Thomas Edison and the Wright brothers. So what!

The key to creative happiness: understand that failure and success possess no meaning for a person actively seeking his or her highest and best. When you do what you do, and you love what you do, the universe does not place a ribbon on your final rendition. The Great Spirit simply smiles because you smile in your own being.

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