Last week at Sydney Writers Festival, I fell under the spell of the graceful being that is Ben Okri.
Writing requires listening – very deep listening – to the world, to other people, to oneself.
An artist pays attention, gives attention, tunes in to the tree roots level of the material that calls. The fine hairs that live on your sensitive artist antennae waggle around on your head, picking up creativity fodder.
This listening is a quality of presence. We attend, consciously and unconsciously. It’s as much about receiving as it is about doing; about input as well as output. The in-breath as well as the out-breath.
Can you allow yourself a pause – for ten seconds – for two minutes?
In order to l-i-s-t-e-n?