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Creativity is nothing peculiar
to genius. Nor is suffering a precondition for it. All happy persons can
be positively creative. It is not the hope of achieving fame or amassing
wealth that drives the creatives, rather it is the opportunity to do the
things they enjoy most
When time hangs on you, as it does with every person occasionally,
you begin to indulge in lugubrious rumination. My thoughts this time wandered
around human creativity and the seemingly incestuous relationship between
creative geniuses and unhappiness. Why is it
that history's most creative people, the Mozarts, the Van Goghs, the Oscar
Wildes and the like, always seem to have miserable personal lives? Does
genius have to go with eccentric and bizarre behavior always? Or, is it
that unhappiness is universal but the geniuses get their lives written
about and we ordinary mortals think that their conduct is unique because
they were unique humans?
The train
of thought got derailed around here, and apropos of nothing imagined
so far, I recalled a ballad sung by the Adi-Gallong tribe of Arunachal
Pradesh, India, stuck in my mind for its happy rhythm. What the words
of the song meant I never tried to find out, except that it was built
around the motif of cotton picking in Arunachal Pradesh. I am now informed
that the ballad is called Oyo Hoi Ya, describing the life of
'Mother Village' and its women in mundane but musically eloquent idioms
of the cotton-picking activity.
Thanks to
a fellow scribe, the translation of the song has reached me. The song
starts:
Come, let us cheer her who toils for us all
night and day of whom we exploit endlessly.
Let us make her life more colorful;
let's show her we care.
We all come from our mother's heart,
spring from her bosom like sprouts
The pods of sesame burst and
The seeds are scattered far,
Arrows fly out of view
In diverse directions shot
From the old stem
From the old stock
As new leaves grow,
We too spring from old stock
I
suddenly realized that creativity is nothing peculiar to genius. Contrariwise,
genius is not exclusive but everywhere. All organisms, not merely humans,
are creative. The very survival of the speciesthe mosquito outliving
DDT and pests surviving strong man-made pesticides, the cockroach cocking
a snook at killer spraysall are based on creativity.
According
to a Yale University computer scientist, David Gelerntner, all human
beings "slide along a spectrum of thought processes" on an
average day and this could begin with "high-focus" thinking
where "we can sandwich many memories and pieces of knowledge and
quickly extract the thing they all have in common". It is not so
much creative ability as assimilative expertise aiding swift decisions
and quick action. Slide along the spectrum to "low focus"
and we become less good at homing in on details but our memories are
more vivid, concrete and detailed". The linking of memories and
knowledge is more by emotion than by reason. When we are at the work
place we are in "high-focus"; when we are in love, in "low-focus".
It is when people are in "middle-focus" that they are at their
most creative.
This is
because the mind is free from both obligatory, occupational concerns
and mind-numbing, un-reasoning emotions. In "middle-focus",
people make unusual connectionsNewton and the apple, Archimedes
and the bath tub, Kekule and the two snakes, Gandhi and the railway
booking in South Africaand they acquire insights which change
the course of science, art and history. Gelerntner calls this mode "unconcentration",
which provides a person the right insight into things that already are
in high-focus.
Creativity
involves more than moments of "unconcentration", relaxation
and free association of unconnected thoughts. Human imagination, indeed
all imagination, follows rules and thrives on constraints to provide
clear-cut definitions to problems for which one seeks creative solutions.
Creativity itself is undefinable. It is not originality. One of the
easiest things in life is to be original and foolish. For long, creativity
remained a mystery better left to poets, artists and the like. It always
conjured up the messy, unverifiable world of muses, inspiration and
intuition.
Today science
has taken over these very traitsunverifiability (the theories
of Freud or Hawking), inspirational (Einstein or Planck) and messy (DNA
and Darwinism)and so, things are scientifically expoundable even
if not explainable. French mathematician Poincare identified four stages
of creativity, which must have inspired the spectrum of high, middle
and low focus mentioned above. The stages are: preparation (you try
to solve a problem by available, normal means), incubation (when these
don't work and in frustration you move to other matters), illumination
(the answer comes in a flash, when you are not looking for it), and
verification (your reasoning powers re-assert and you are on the way
to finding a solution). Most of us give up at the stage of incubation
and miss the illumination and, consequently, the experience of creative
joy. Mark Twain put it nicely: Happiness, he said, "is like the
Swedish sunset. It's always there. Only, people look the other way and
miss it".
There's thus
a correlation between creativity and happiness. All creative persons are
not happy, but all happy persons can be positively creative. They all
love what they do. It is not the hope of achieving fame or amassing wealth
that drives them; rather, it is the opportunity to do the things they
enjoy most. They feel an inner glow and they exude it. Many people do
the work they do, and many do it better, but most of them either do not
enjoy it or do it as a painful duty expected of them. Or, the spur is
fame, power, money, publicity, awards and honors.
All
my life, I have been on the lookout for persons with that inner glow.
I found it in the late Kanchi Paramacharya; I found it in Mata Amritanandamayi,
Bhagat Puran Singh of Pingalwara, late Dattatreya Bendre of Dharwar, and
a number of middle-focus persons in all walks of life.
We all
tend to talk about happiness as if it is a mythological creature that
lives outside usup above or over there. It is elusive and uncooperative.
It doesn't come when we want it. Like a key, or one's spectacles, we
often misplace it. People who give it to youparents,
employers, lovers, children, friends Godseem to retain the
power to take it away and the only place you are likely to hold on to
it is in your memories. Little wonder that so many of us spend so much
time of our life making ourselves unhappy. We often forget that happiness
is not an elixir, but a state of mind that must be earned.
A Chicago-based
mind scientist with an unpronounceable nameMihaly Csikszentmihalyihas
employed verifiable scientific techniques to prove that "happiness
is a condition that must be prepared for, cultivated and defended privately
by each person". You won't find happiness (or creativity) if you
consciously search for it. It's something of a bonusthe fruits
of good karma, as per the Gitathat
you get when you are immersed in tasks that you find engaging and challenging.
He calls this optimal state of mind as "flow"when our
minds and bodies are stretched to their limits in a voluntary effort
to accomplish something worthwhile and difficult. A higher stage of
this flow is "autotelic self" when a person is able to "translate
potential threats into enjoyable challenges". He or she is able
to maintain "inner harmony and so is never bored, seldom anxious
and spends most waking hours experiencing flow".
The opposite
of "flow" is psychic entropy. How you feel when you are running
your child's birthday party and the phone rings and someone gruffly
tells you that you owe the power board six months' unpaid bills and
they are going to disconnect the power lines. You explain that you have
paid all dues, there must be a mistake, etc., lose your temper, shout
and spoil your mood, spoil the party and try as you might you cannot
get back "on top of things". Any bad thing happening makes
you unravel a little more.
We live in
a world that induces psychic entropy rather than flow. People with the
inner glow are getting fewer and fewer and people who can't see the inner
glow even when they come across it are growing in number. It's good to
find oneself in the inspirational minority, as did Wordsworth:
And from my pillow, looking forth by light
Of moon or favouring stars, I could behold
The antechapel where the statue stood
Of Newton with his prism and silent face
The marble index of a mind for ever
Voyaging through strange seas of thought,
Alone.