Creativity is a peculiar beast. It can be nurtured but not in the same way we nurture order and control.
Order and control are necessary for creativity but not sufficient.
So what is the magic ingredient?
Well the difficulty is the magic ingredient is out of our conscious control. So as we quite rightly try to increase our conscious control, we slip further and further away from creativity.
Of course without conscious control, we are merely chaotic. So we need to keep conscious control, but at the same time, transcend it.
Yes, creativity is transcendent. So our problem is now how can we nurture transcendence?
And the problem is that transcendence embarrasses a lot of people, and transcendence is the first cousin of religion, and the social reality is that many lives are chaotic and can make no use of transcendence but rather they are crying out for order and control.
And so the nurturing of transcendence takes a low priority.
And of course the low-lifes sneer at transcendence, putting off those delicate souls who may be reaching blindly for transcendence.
For we do reach blindly for transcendence, we close our eyes and we reach for we know-not-what, we enter the cloud of unknowing. And slowly we learn to breath in what is at first a foreign environment. We long for the familiar and the cosy. And soon we become comfortable, and to our disappointment, our creativity disappears. But by this time we have fallen in love, and we are broken-hearted to have lost our creativity just after we have found her, so we throw ourselves out of the window and are falling in our despair, and lo and behold, we catch up with her, for she is perpetually falling, and to hold our love, we must perpetually fall too.