Theodore (The Beaver) Cleaver was sent outdoors to search for his big brother Wally. The youngster walked through various neighborhoods but could not find his brother. At last The Beaver checked the notorious, rough warehouse part of the city. There he found Wally with a scarfaced Eddie Haskell sharing a reefer. Then Wally glances at his little brother, exhales smoke and says, “Don’t worry, I’m not selling, just buying.”
Immediately, I awakened with uncontrollable fits of laughter.
Soon, I wondered if some of the scenarios in that old teevee show were inspired by dreams. What about other programs, movies, novels, paintings, buildings, and more?
How had my mind come up with such an off the wall, improbable situation that would never have been scripted for the Leave It to Beaver show? The show nor any of its cast members haven’t come to mind in many months. Where did the image of a seedy warehouse district come from? However, Wally smoking weed appeals to my sometimes twisted, contrarian sense of humor.
Why did I have to awaken from the dream before the Beaver could ask, “Gee whiz, Wally, why did you have to buy it from Eddie Haskell?” Was that the point between subconsciousness and consciousness where I had to reach backwards into the dream for closure?
Creativity is a mind state that isn’t easily defined. It certainly doesn’t work well if it is forced. It is diluted when we try to fake it. Creativity is the sibling of imagination. If you have imagination, you have creativity. You can dream up anything.
Creative thoughts are the rainbows and unicorns of the mind. Creativity is rarely, if ever, achieved through the process of rational thinking. Likewise, creativity is when you know the rules but are willing to break them in an imaginary way.
Let’s borrow a thought from the late Osho (Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh). “To be creative, means to be in love with life. You can be creative only if you love life enough that you want to enhance its beauty; you want to bring a little more music to it, a little more poetry to it; a little more dance to it.”
I think Osho was onto the heart of the matter. In effect, he was saying that creativity is an extension of a life liberally well-lived.
The creative person must be prepared to make mistakes, and to admit them. If you cannot bring yourself to do this, you won’t enjoy originality. Maybe one reason our sleeping dreams are often weird is that we do not censor them by society’s standards.
Once you’ve weeded out your mistakes and come up with something you really like, you can only hope that other people will share your opinion of the work.