I believe that the creative spirit is nothing less than love made manifest.
I see love as the essential nature of all that supports life.
Love is opposed to the death of the dream. Love is opposed to the delimiting of possibilities of experience.
When we run on love, when we move and change and build and paint and sing and write and foster the maximal fulfillment of our own lives, as well as the maximal fulfillment of other lives that look to us for help, for protection, or for usable clues to the positive excitement of just being alive, then we make manifest the creative spirit of the universe: a spirit existing within each of us and yet persisting infinitely greater than the ultimate capacities of any one of us.
I think of the amazing fact, for example, that tiger lilies in a field will bloom, wild as they grow, exactly on the same day as wild tiger lilies several miles away; there is an orderliness, a perpetual inclination to grow, to become manifest from an invisible beginning, a perpetual impulse to expand, and to transform, that seems to me the essence of being, even, perhaps, the irreducible purpose of being. By nature, whether we are children or tiger lilies, it seems that our essence, our purpose does not imply harm to other elements of the world. Neither tiger lilies nor children, by their nature, threaten the rain, or the bees, or the rivers of the world.
And it seems to me that love, that a serious and tender concern to respect the nature, and the spontaneous purpose of other things, other people, will make manifest a peaceable order among us such that fear, conflict, competition, waste, and environmental sacrifice will have no place."
-- June Jordan, "The Creative Spirit and Children’s Literature", 1977
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