Good Morning, God!
I’m not sure if it was my resolution to Go Slow — or Kit’s Good Sense. But we decided to forgo the Friday night dinner we had paid for and, instead dine at the Andover Inn. That way we could take over an hour to eat — and not RUSH off to the 7:30 Musical Extravaganza.
It was our second dinner there in three days! High living, God! It’s a lovely old building right on campus.
The musical evening reminded me of when everyone at a party became part of the entertainment. In addition to Patty’s poems set to music and beatifully sung, we had Poems Read — 3 by the poet David Slavitt, a classmate of Kit’s. And we had a brass quartet, an organ piece, piano pieces and other musical bits.
It felt amazingly “homey,” God! Very warm and supportive — it had a family feel. And it enriched my definition of Creativity. When I thanked Lloyd for the putting it all together — I told him that creating the evening was A Creative Act. And it was!
Creativity comes in unlimited shapes and forms . . . and formlessness, too! Kit and I got lost on the way in to town and both of us got UPSET! But we regrouped and recovered! Now I can see that even such an unsung thing as REGROUPING after a Trauma — is a Creative Act!
Or to adapt Churchill’s saying to us: A successful life is going from one mistake to another with undiminished enthusiasm. Ah! Now THAT is Creativity at its BEST! Thank You, God, for being so eager to help us regroup!
Tell me more about Patty’s poems set to music…