In times of crisis, change, or loss, one of the first things we may lose touch with is our joy, whimsy, silliness, and childlike play. In the year after my dog, Elijah, died I was feeling heavy and burdened with the sorrows of our day.
So I took a leap into my imagination at a writer’s workshop at the Iowa Writers’ House in Iowa City. With author and teacher, Debra Landwehr Engle’s introduction, I met a Forest Spryte, Esq, who taught me how to play again.
“You have much to learn before you will be young enough for this whimsical work of creation.” F.S., Esq
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Don’t think. Thinking is the enemy of creativituy. It’s self-concious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can’t try to do things. You simply must do things. Ray Bradbury
To live a creative life we must lose our fear of being wrong.
Of course, I got a new pup. Meet Dabar, aka Dabby, named, perhaps unwisely by his mistress. Dabar is Hebrew for the Word of the God – the sacred creative energy which brings form and order out of chaos. Right now Dabby seems
to be specializing in chaos.