In a world filled with harsh realities and cynical perspectives, it’s easy to discount or overlook the value of kindness. I’ve been reminded in the last couple of days of its potential impact and power when applied in daily life. My teachers have four legs, fur, and sloppy tongues.
We acquired a new Cardigan Welsh Corgi puppy on Wednesday evening; a ten-pound ball of energy and enthusiasm whose fresh perspective on the world is infused with a sense of wonder and joy at each moment’s new discovery. He reacts to everything that he confronts with all his senses and his heart wide open. It is a joy to tag along as his world unfolds before him.
I credit his wonderful breeder for my very confident fellow’s life view. I saw the entire litter of seven puppies a few weeks ago, and I was astonished by their uniformly outgoing natures. There wasn’t a single “underdog” or bully in the bunch. I can only ascribe this remarkable outcome to Léo’s passion (Toreth), attentiveness and patience. But underlying all that, she treats all her animals with a touch of kindness that’s reflected in their bright eyes and cheerful, curious dispositions.
The marvelous thing about this underrated and often overlooked quality is its utter infectiousness. Every day I spend with little Clank (named for the mechanical sidekick in Ratchet and Clank), I feel grateful for the kind inspiration he offers to me and my family. He puts up with his cranky older brother with good grace, optimistically approaching him as a mentor and playmate. I can already see Ratchet softening his attitude, though a Corgi is a stubborn creature, so it may take awhile.
We have laughed more, walked and played more in the past few days with lighter hearts because of him. I guess that’s the thought I want to share. In taking time to be attentive to our new pup, we have slowed down and taken that deep breath that allows one to find the peaceful place inside. Moving from that place with the intention of practicing “random acts of kindness” lends such grace and beauty to life.
"The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will flow, for kindness grows in this way." -- Robert Alan
Just Think Differently.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Making Magic
“There’s a myth among amateurs, optimists and fools that beyond a certain level of achievement, famous artists retire to some kind of Elysium where criticism no longer wounds and work materializes without their effort.” -- Mark Matousek
Among the multitude of excuses and explanations put forth in service of the force of Resistance, the claim that great stuff is produced through some magical process is the most tragic. This is a disservice to the creator and to magic as well. Do I believe in magic? Oh yeah, I do.
The difference is that my Magic wears jeans and work boots. She doesn’t sit on some flower brushing her hair and fanning her gossamer wings until just the right moment to appear and shower fairy dust on my creative output. Magic is a blue collar gal, who gets up in the morning and goes to work with me. She inspires me mainly by prodding me in the buttocks when I start kidding myself about the reality of creative productivity. And I am here to tell you, those boots of hers really hurt!
She’s not just a taskmaster, though. She’s right there by my side when I’m working, encouraging me to put in my time and rewarding me with shimmering insights when I finally get it right. And nothing truly fresh and original springs forth fully realized. If you think it does, you aren’t there yet. In the land of creative endeavor, things that look to good to be true are just that.
Ideas are the first step in a long and torturous journey to powerful creative output. They must be turned, polished, revised, deleted, and pursued down tangential pathways to places no one would ever think of going. The best friends a writer has are the six questions: what, when, where, why, how, and who? Journalists use them to mine and define their material; novelists use them to ferret out the implausibilities, omissions, and follies in their imagined worlds.
I’m currently investing significant energy in world-building for an alternate-reality project I’m developing. I started out with a pretty mundane (dare I say hackneyed?) idea about a girl, a sword, and an elf. Then I started twisting it and at this point, I’ve got humans, self-exiled magical species, demons, and the delicious possibilities that arise when you thrust these disparate creatures together after a millennium of separation. Underpinning it all is the simple question that led me there: What would happen if all the magic left the world, and then suddenly came back?
The answer: All kinds of Hell would break loose. I am so looking forward to it. What’s turning your world on its ear? Just Think Differently.
Among the multitude of excuses and explanations put forth in service of the force of Resistance, the claim that great stuff is produced through some magical process is the most tragic. This is a disservice to the creator and to magic as well. Do I believe in magic? Oh yeah, I do.
The difference is that my Magic wears jeans and work boots. She doesn’t sit on some flower brushing her hair and fanning her gossamer wings until just the right moment to appear and shower fairy dust on my creative output. Magic is a blue collar gal, who gets up in the morning and goes to work with me. She inspires me mainly by prodding me in the buttocks when I start kidding myself about the reality of creative productivity. And I am here to tell you, those boots of hers really hurt!
She’s not just a taskmaster, though. She’s right there by my side when I’m working, encouraging me to put in my time and rewarding me with shimmering insights when I finally get it right. And nothing truly fresh and original springs forth fully realized. If you think it does, you aren’t there yet. In the land of creative endeavor, things that look to good to be true are just that.
Ideas are the first step in a long and torturous journey to powerful creative output. They must be turned, polished, revised, deleted, and pursued down tangential pathways to places no one would ever think of going. The best friends a writer has are the six questions: what, when, where, why, how, and who? Journalists use them to mine and define their material; novelists use them to ferret out the implausibilities, omissions, and follies in their imagined worlds.
I’m currently investing significant energy in world-building for an alternate-reality project I’m developing. I started out with a pretty mundane (dare I say hackneyed?) idea about a girl, a sword, and an elf. Then I started twisting it and at this point, I’ve got humans, self-exiled magical species, demons, and the delicious possibilities that arise when you thrust these disparate creatures together after a millennium of separation. Underpinning it all is the simple question that led me there: What would happen if all the magic left the world, and then suddenly came back?
The answer: All kinds of Hell would break loose. I am so looking forward to it. What’s turning your world on its ear? Just Think Differently.
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