|Ted panning his gold, 1994|
Wonderful inventions. Our thinkers live somewhere in our brains. And our memory is plugged into the thinker. However our brains work in a non-linear fashion, and our thinkers spit out what the brain sends them.
Reading about swimming cows on Diana Cranstoun’s blog I ended up thinking about gold in the Yukon Territory here in Canada. How the heck did that happen? Here’s where my thinker went.
- Those cowboys came from Scotland. (See the last sentence in her blog.)
- Robert Service came from Scotland.
- He worked as a cowboy on Vancouver Island.
- He later worked for a bank.
- The bank sent him to Dawson City in the Yukon.
- Working on a ledger in the bank there he glanced down and saw the name, Sam McGee.
- He stopped working and wrote the now famous poem, The Cremation of Sam McGee.
- My father used to recite that poem.
- The actor playing him in Dawson in 1993 and ’94 gave a marvelous recitation.
- The real Sam McGee is buried in Beiseker, Alberta.
- We went back in 1994 and worked in Dawson for “the season.” (May to September)
- Where is that gold bracelet made of the nuggets I got while I was there?
|My Gold. Panned, found or given to me.|
But real gold nuggets are a story for another day.
We are not always aware of our thinker leaping along the path of our thoughts. It happens quickly. As a writer, I find that my story does not evolve in a linear fashion either. I’ve learned to work with it.
Morning pages (as recommended by Julia Cameron in The Artist's Way) help capture the steps and idea links. Doing "pages" clarifies my life thoughts and also helps me find the gold I need to enrich my stories.
|Ted's Gold, Upper Bonanza Claim, 1994|
The world is full of wonderful triggers to stimulate our memories or creative processes. Watch your thinker for a few days. Where does it take your mind and how does it get there? The awareness may surprise you and give you gold.