The Great Rucksack Revolution

11″x17″ colored pencil and ink on paper… who says you cant be productive while on the road.

Once upon a time, March 7^th, 1983 to be exact, a boy named Nicholas David Mandelberg was born to two loving parents named Cynthia Susanne Whitcomb and Irving Arnold Mandelberg.

Many things happened after that day but one of the most noteworthy was exactly 24 years later on Nick’s birthday when by some stroke of luck or fate or perhaps destiny  a friend of Nick’s roommate brought a girl named Sarah over for his birthday dinner.  Sarah boldly went for the hug upon introduction and the two have rarely found themselves apart ever since.

Sarah Elizabeth Strickland, a firecracker reared in the Lone Star State knew at once that Nick was the spark of life she was missing.  Now realize friends, not even the fairytales go down without a hitch but these two have found a way to make life and love function in a manner few others have managed.

A delicate chemistry of sassiness, camaraderie, and never going to bed angry has proved a perfect equilibrium for this legendary couple.  So when rumors surfaced that they may be tying the proverbial knot, no objection was heard, nor a family surprised.

December 25^th, 2009: In the hustle and bustle of Christmas morning at the Whitcomb residence in Wilsonville, Oregon Sarah opened a box that was empty.  Supposing this was a family joke she wasn’t savvy to, or perhaps someone truly forgot to put the gift in the box she quietly said, “It’s empty,” and smiled bashfully.  At this Nicholas took a knee, opened a box chalk full of sparkles, and silently started to cry… and Sarah started crying, and then of course Nick’s mother, aunt and sister, the only others present (no pun intended), began to cry as well.  And she said yes, obviously, which brings us to our final date:

October 21^st, 2010 AD: An occasion of Mandelberg proportions.  So perhaps the name shall live on.  The day the magnificent and life-filled creature that is Sarah Elizabeth was wed to the kind and knightly merk called Nicholas David.  All glasses were raised to Happily Ever After.

I was recently fortunate enough to take my mother’s writing class on a cruise through the Mediterranean.  I think one of the concepts she talked about could be helpful if more humans knew about it.  This is my synopsis of her view of the three stages of the creative cycle:

• The first stage is Brahma.  The lightning strike of creativity.  This is a stage of inspiration and excitement.  Where you are totally high on some great new idea/concept/vision.  The crazy fun stage.

• The second is Vishnu: The actual work; the nose to the grindstone.  No longer inspired but plodding towards an end goal.  Continuing to do the work that you were inspired about before.

• Last is Shiva:  Shiva is the destroyer.  It means to stop.  It’s a dissolve into chaos and nothingness.  This is the part of the cycle that our culture does not honor.  Which is why we feel it’s wrong to do nothing all day, or why we get yelled at in school for daydreaming.  BUT Shiva is an integral and mandatory part of the cycle of creativity.  It’s the reset button between things “happening”.  We expect people to work 50 weeks a year with two weeks off, but to live a creative life we have to honor the natural cycle.

Some people go through the whole cycle in a month.  Some take a year or more.  While some people go through all three stages in a single day, but that’s rare.  What many of us don’t realize is that Brahma ONLY comes out of Shiva.  We work and work, waiting for the next bout of inspiration to come, not realizing that it is only out of the destruction, chaos and nearly vegetative nothingness of Shiva that we can once again reach Brahma. Conversely some of us wallow in Shiva, fearing that we will never again do anything of worth.  That we are tapped out, void of inspiration and a virtual waste of space on the planet.
No matter how dark things might seem in life it’s important to remember that light will follow. When things seem terrible, empty and meaningless sometimes the only thing to do is hold fast and wait for the light.

It is pretty interesting once you are aware of this cycle you can almost feel the shift back into Brahma.  A whirlwind of projects and activities fall into your lap and you find yourself trying to do five things at once when just yesterday you could barely be bothered to get out of bed.  It is exhilarating, especially when you have the money to finally buy some paint.

I took these ideas from my infinitely wise and intelligent mother, Cynthia Whitcomb.  For more info on her check out her site: CynthiaWhitcomb.com