I have been 'struggling' with this concept all my life. Creativity is born out of warmth, out of a warm feeling that originates out of the Stillness from beyond Mind. The biggest killer of all creativity is coldness ... a lack of warmth on the inside, coldness that creeps in from the outside ... ice cold people close to you, the 'cold push' from society ...
Coldness can hit you between the eyes if you look into the eyes of a cold Soul. All Souls are warm, they are only cold, because the person carrying the Soul, choose to cover it with ice. Many spiritual teachers believe that one can protect oneself from the Coldness, in the presence of the Cold Ones, but I believe that there are only a few who can do this. Coldness hangs around, always low and creeps up from below and freeze your Soul ... this process is slow and before you know it, you're frozen over.
It took me a long time, but I have learned that it is best to move away from coldness. Move away and find a 'still place' that is a bit warmer and immediately make a small fire. See ... before that coldness can creep in from below, you still have time to be creative ... move away from the coldness and make a small fire, even if you have to search for a few sticks and rub them together for hours ... even this action will keep you warm. Don't hang around cold people and cold situations ... it will get to you before you know it.
The secret of Coldness and the Cold Ones is ... NO ACTION. Movement and energy, energy of body, mind and Soul, creates warmth. Yes, you must have Stillness, but stillness in warmth, this warmth comes from inside. This Stillness is always warm, because it is connected to everything out there. When that is covered up by ice ... it's just the Coldness.
Very recently, a book 'landed' on my desk ... Women Who Run With The Wolves (Clarissa Pinkola Estés). She tells the beautiful story of 'The Little Match Girl' and then she pulls the story apart in a way that is just as beautiful ...
The story in short:
A little girl, with no parents, lived alone in a dark forest. She begged for money in the village, then bought matches, which she sold for a small profit to buy food.
One day she approached people in the coldness of the snow trying to sell her matches ... everybody ignored her. That night she had no food and she sat in the cold darkness. She lit a match and in the light of the match it seems that the coldness and the snow disappeared ... she saw a room with a heated stove ... warmth. The match died and so did the room and stove.
She struck a second match ... in the light she saw the building she sat next to and she could see through the walls ... she saw a beautiful table with a cooked goose on a platter. Suddenly darkness again ...
She lit the third match ... she saw a beautifully decorated Christmas tree. She looked up and up and above the tree she saw a bright star ... remembering her mother telling her that when a Soul dies, a star falls. Then her grandmother appeared, warm and kind ... covering the girl with her apron and held her close ... the little girl was happy.
The grandmother started to fade and the girl struck more matches ... more and more to keep the grandmother with her ... in the morning, between the houses, they found the girl ... still, cold and gone.
What follows is short bits and pieces, as Dr Clarissa Estés explains it ... do yourself a favour and buy the book.
"This child is in an environ where people do not care. If you're in one of these, get out. What the little girl has ... fire on sticks, the beginnings of all creative possibility ... is not valued. Remove yourself ..."
"Being with real people who warm us, who endorse and exalt our creativity, is essential to the flow of creative life. Otherwise we freeze."
"Anyone who does not support your art, your life, is not worth your time. Harsh but true. Otherwise one walks right in and dresses in the rags of the Match Girl and is compelled to live a quarter-life that freezes all thought, hope, gifts, writings, playings, designing and dancing."
I've learned that if you live with coldness as a child, it is nearly impossible to break away from it ... you can't break physically 'away' ... one has to do it emotionally and mentally ... this is not for everyone. We can't blame the 'Cold Ones,' because they are what they are and in a way, we have chosen them - it is us that must be strong enough to walk away and find the 'Warm Ones.'
"Most of the time people have wonderful ideas: I'm gonna paint that wall a color I like, I'm gonna to create a project the entire town can be involved with ....
"Those kinds of projects need nurture. They need vital support ... from warm people."
I've learned that the 'Cold Ones' don't understand the concepts of nurture or support ... the disease of 'modern man.' I've once been told, that I need someone to hold my hand ... we don't need that, we only need WARMTH. We must always remember that the concepts of nurture and support are the enemy of the 'Cold Ones' ... because it is warm, it heats things up, it is the spark of creativity and it is seen as a weakness ... you're just such a child and you need someone to hold your hand ... you weak little boy/girl!!!!
"Friends who love you and have warmth for your creative life are the very best suns in the world."
"The difference between comfort and nurture is this: if you have a plant that is sick because you keep it in a dark closet, and you say soothing words to it, that is comfort. If you take the plant out of the closet and put it in the sun, give it something to drink, and then talk to it, that is nurture."
I've also learned that the Cold Ones love to comfort ... because it keeps you in your pain and it feeds theirs. Nurture lets the light in, it brings warmth and it takes pain away ... the enemy of all Coldness.
This story is about so much more ... I've only taken bits and pieces ... it is worth reading the whole story ... the whole book.