My Creative Mojo

I like browsing at a book store from time to time, so today I go to Borders. I wander down a random aisle and a Julie Cameron book catches my eye. She’s the author of “The Artist’s Way”, but this is a different book that I don’t recognize. “Walking In This World, The Practical Art of Creativity”.

Hmm, what have we here?
(I actually said that out loud, a few other people give me an odd look and go back to the books they were perusing.)

I open this book somewhere in the middle and see the following:

1. I do have good ideas.

2. I have many good ideas.

3. Slowly and gently, one at a time, I can execute them.

Interesting. Without looking at anything else on the page, without any other reference or context, it speaks directly to me.

I smile at point #3 realizing that it has two very different meanings. I choose to take point #3 “execute” as “create/write/complete” as opposed to “shoot it dead and bury it.”

I wander farther down the aisle and another book catches my eye. Eckhart Tolle’s “The Power of Now”. I was at Jeff’s house last night for happy hour and one of his friends went off for 15 minutes about this book. He spoke very passionately about it, so I think maybe I should check this book out. (Or maybe not — I could always read it later… err, I couldn’t help myself… Now & Later. Isn’t that a candy? Hey, <snap-snap> come back to the present moment!)

Ooh, what’s this…

Right next to “The Power of Now” is “Bucklands Complete Book of Witchcraft” — Revised AND expanded. Now this is what I love about a bookstore. It’s overstimulation / A.D.D. on steroids. All these books competing for attention with bright colors — the marketing departments at the publishing houses really know their shit when designing book covers. It’s not just aesthetics, it’s attention grabbing.

Anyway, I pull “Bucklands Complete Book of Witchcraft” off the shelf and randomly open it somewhere in the middle. I blow on the page as if I’m blowing off centuries of old dust. (There isn’t any.) I get a few more strange looks from other customers nearby. I read the header on the page in front of me, “The Power Of the Written Word.”

It’s one of those days when the universe is speaking to me. I grab the Julie Cameron book as well as “The Power of Now” (to read later) and head to the checkout line.

Ooh, all sorts of discounted crap by the checkout counter! What have we here? Little trinkets, book lights…

Cashier: “I can help the next customer…”

And a and a mini Zen garden in a box. Coolio!

Cashier: ‘Hello, I can help the next customer.”

The person behind me gives me a nudge.

“Oh, that’s me.”