Thursday, April 10, 2014

Quantum Creativity: Think Quantum, Be Creative by Amit Goswami

When I came across this title, I was interested, because not only am I creative, I am also a fan of quantum physics and consciousness. The first half of this book attempts to explain quantum thinking in a way that the masses can understand; however, I think anyone who reads this book needs a very basic knowledge of the workings of quantum physics. It is not as basic as Dr. Goswami perceives it to be. I was able to follow most of the first half of the book because I have an interest in the topic and have read about it previously. I enjoyed the 2nd half of the book as it was less technical and spoke of creativity. I appreciated the parables Dr. Goswamishared to make the points he was making come alive. This is where the ‘lay person’ aspect of this book comes in. Once you get through all the technical stuff, this is where the book shines.

Not only does Dr. Goswami go into how quantum creativity works, he talks about how our creativity suffers. It is helpful to see what we are doing to block the flow. It is easier to know where to go when we know where we have been.

This is a three star read for me. The book was informative although it is not knew information for me. It is well written and good for those who want to learn more about this topic. Dr. Goswami is knowledgeable in this field and his work is important for our time.

*FTC Disclosure: I received this book for free from Hay House Publishing for this review. The opinion in this review is unbiased and reflects my honest judgment of the product.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

NaPoWriMo - Day 2

An Open Letter to New York Tourists
By Liz Kelso

Yes the big building is pretty
Yes the homeless man is dirty
Don’t stop to read your map in the center of Times Square
Don’t look at us natives as if we are aliens from the dark skies

We walk fast
We talk fast
We rush on by
We will push you and not apologize
We will mumble profanities – audibly
Roll our eyes
Suck our teeth

No we don’t wait for the light when we cross the street
Don’t copy, you can’t, you’ll die

We can walk and text – our antennae are working
Don’t copy, you can’t, you’ll die

Unless of course
You’re from Tokyo or Hong Kong
Or some other similarly insane city
That has perfected the art of the zig zag and the bee line

If you are from Wichita or Kickapoo
Where the pace is a little slower
And the streets a less chaotic
Don’t annoy us natives
By taking a picture of the neon billboards
When we are trying to enter the subway station

The world thinks we natives are rude, unkind and nasty
We’re not
We’re just perpetually in a hurry to our graves
And your meandering and expressions of awe

Are breaking our stride.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

NaPoWriMo - Day 1

Prompt: ekphastic poem

It is Finished. By Liz Kelso

Pierced in the side, I hang upon the tree
Jeered by the crowd, feared by the Pharisee
Weep not dear John and Magdalene
With nails through hands, I absolve your sin.

Exalted you shall be in Paradise
For I am manifest to all thee thrice
For you who have loved me without a sign
This Paradise shall also be thine.

You children of grace, one day you will come
To inhabit your place in my kingdom
Have heart, stay strong and bide your time
Purgatory is just a state of mind.

Archangel Michael will stand at the helm
For you who dwell in the other realm
For repentance was never on your breath
You are doomed to suffer after your death.