This morning, I stumbled upon the term “Unnecessary Creation” and immediately fell in love. Yes, of course, this is what I do here each morning. This is what makes me feel whole and nurtured. Yet, because these posts are “unnecessary,” I don’t know what they will be about and for the last couple of days, I’ve been hard-pressed to write. This happens at times and then other times, like this morning, I have three or four things brimmed to be written about. “Unnecessary Creation gives you the freedom to explore new possibilities and follow impractical curiosities.”(Todd Henry, from the book, Manage Your Day-to-Day.)
When nothing has captured my imagination and begged me to understand more deeply, then I feel hard pressed to write, and honestly, I hate writing about writing, even though it is something I think about, since we have been playmates since I was quite young.
What I’ve noticed is that once I’ve allowed myself to get distracted by the practical pieces of living, that the impulse to express dies of boredom and trots off to find another mind to play with. Since all minds are connected, I don’t believe the creativity is lost, it literally just goes and finds another host willing to birth it into existence. Liz Gilbert writes about this in Big Magic and I absolutely believe she is right. The thing that is interesting to me is that when I fail to write, I feel as if I have sacrificed something.
The Manual for Teachers poses the question, “What is the real meaning of sacrifice? It is the cost of believing in illusions. It is the price that must be paid for the denial of truth. “
“It is the price that must be paid for the denial of truth.”
I think about Truth a lot. Truth, in Course in Miracles terms is Reality. It is God. It is the changeless, eternal Love that can’t be sullied by shifting perspectives that want to shade things in a light that favors one over another. It is Equitable.
I have not yet fleshed out what I think that means precisely, but I have a feeling it is important. It tells me that when I fail to honor the Divine in me that yearns to be expressed, then I have believed in illusions. I have somehow denied Truth. I have allowed the accoutrements of form, of earthly existence to kidnap my life force. I have forgotten what’s important.
So today, after two days of letting the trivial steal my life, I am honoring Unnecessary Creation. I am allowing the place in me that wants to be expressed to have the stage. No one makes me write each day, but when I fail to, it is usually because I have not put the large stones in my jar first. I have allowed myself to be distracted by the trivial.
Truth matters. Unnecessary Creation matters. Because at the end of the day, I’m only really here for God.
Namaste, my friends, Namaste.