October 22, 2014
A. Powell DaviesThere is no mystery greater than our own mystery. We are, to ourselves, unknown. And yet we do know. The thought we cannot quite think is nevertheless somehow a thought, and it lives in us without our being able to think it. We are a mystery, but we are a living mystery. The most alive thing about us is what we are when thought breaks off and our mind...
October 15, 2014
recent blogs. Just that. “Boo-hoo!”
Then she—I assume it was a she, though there was no name attached—came back to clarify. “Well, after all, she’s published, isn’t she?”
And I laughed.
How well I remember feeling that way. It was a long time ago, but the memory is clear. If I could get...
October 09, 2014
Creative people are comfortable with not knowing yet.
—an unknown jazz musician
How that quote resonates with me! And challenges me at the same time. Because the truth is that “comfortable” doesn’t quite fit. I understand that part of creation is accepting those times when I don’t know yet, can’t know, have to wait . . . and wait . . . and wait. But it would be a gross exaggeration to say I am “comfortable” with such a state of affairs.
Recently I have set other work...