Hubbard said, “The delight of creative work lies in self-discovery — you are mining nuggets of power out of your own cosmos…”
Nuggets of power, eh, Elbert?
The cosmos is an infinite place. Which suggests that you and I possess an internal infinity. An infinity with energy throughout. We have to locate the energy, though? Once located, we need to surface it?
Sheesh, this sounds like a lot of work.
Yet, dear ol’ Hubbard proposes this work is to be delighted in. We discover ourselves when we uncover our power. This power we possess brings forth new things. Okay, I can get behind this.
But isn’t delight preceded by surprise?
That must be why he goes on to say, “…and the find comes as a great and glad surprise. Eliminate the element of surprise and anticipate everything a person can do or say, and love is a mummy.”
Love is a mummy. You’re a weird dude sometimes, Elbert, you know that, right?
Some of us think that love is the fundamental energy of the universe. It’s the initiating and sustaining force, equal parts means and end. If you embalm and entomb love, you preserve its countenance but you abandon its purpose and power.
One way to love someone is to allow them to change, to discover something new about themselves, to explore and express what might still become.
You could love yourself the very same way.
If you’ll explore your own cosmos, your internal infinity. If you’ll seek and surface those nuggets of power that hide anxiously like a giggling child in a closet behind their mother’s hanging dresses. If you’ll put that power to work in the continuing creation of you and your world.
How surprising that would be. How lively would be your love.
(Inspired by the 10th gathering of The Messengers at the historic Roycroft Campus in picture-perfect East Aurora. Not sure what all this “Messengers” nonsense is all about? Check out this address from the first gathering and see if you can begin to piece it together…)
