“Creativity is intelligence having fun.” - - - Albert Einstein When I was a kid, we had a summer guest house called The Tide Rock House in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. Many of our guests were Canadian, enjoying the beach for their yearly two-week vacation. The Tide Rock House had a comforting salt water smell, soothing pastel colors, a long row of rattan rocking chairs on the front porch, and the aroma of bacon and eggs wafting in from the dining hall where the guests cooked their meals. I had my first kiss in that house, a quick peck on my lips from a boy named Bobby, and each morning after breakfast, I pulled the shades down in the living room so no one could look in and see me. I used the side of the old piano as a ballet barre, I put on a record of classical music and I practiced my plies, arabesques and pirouettes.
"The we'll never runs dry." Gosh thank you for that. I think that's something my ego mind fears. Keeps me from moving forward sometimes. Thank you for this.
"The we'll never runs dry." Gosh thank you for that. I think that's something my ego mind fears. Keeps me from moving forward sometimes. Thank you for this.
So true-that creativity replenishes and expands itself. It's like a muscle, in the sense that the more it's used, the stronger it becomes.