Creativity [HH]

We are the music makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams . . .
– from Arthur O’Shaughnessy’s “Ode”

Gallup JourneyI’ve been amazed lately by my children.  Kids in general, really.  Their questions and curiosity.  Their easy, direct way of perceiving the world around them.

What simple truths we accept without question that some devoted their entire lives to understanding and proving: the Earth is round and rotates around the sun.  Explain this to a four-year-old, and every time the sun rises, every sighting of the moon against the blue or black sky, is like seeing it for the first time.

Our two-year-old has been talking up a storm.  It took him a while to get started, but now every word uttered from our mouths becomes fair game for him to repeat, only with a quizzical lift and furrowed expression at the end.  Who remembers learning language for the first time?  This is how it’s done; it’s happening right before my eyes every day!

I quickly learned to decipher his version of English: “mo” and “a-den.”  Sometimes it’s frustrating on both ends, but these two words come up quite a bit.  He speaks them into the void and more blueberries appear; a book is read again; he is tossed into the air one more time.  This is creation.  He likes what he has experienced and insists on more of the same.

Very soon creativity will evolve to imagination and invention.  I marvel at the things that people – young and old – have conjured.  And yet, none of us are without this ability.  We all create every day: school lunches are made, buildings are built, music is written, smiles are induced, new ideas are planted, curiosity is fed . . . And so a new day begins – again and again.

H.H.

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