About
a decade has passed since Chicoan Susan
Wooldridge published "poemcrazy,"
a book about the magic of words that was
a longtime offering of the Quality Paperback
Book Club. Words still beckon, but times
have changed, and now the creative impulse
is called to sustain her in the midst of
loss, failure, death. In "Foolsgold:
Making Something From Nothing and Freeing
Your Creative Process" ($22 in
hardcover from Harmony Books), Wooldridge
takes the reader into her sanctuaries: Chico
Creek, One-Mile, the Upper Crust Bakery.
"When I started the book,"
she says in her introduction, "I was
grieving the death of my father, the end
of my long marriage, and the breakup of
a subsequent romance. & I began writing
these pages when I decided to make a small
collage box each day for a year with what
I found on my walks -- often the most ordinary,
seemingly worthless bits of nothing. That's
when fool's gold became foolsgold for me,
a field around us, or state of being, where
everything can be transformed by our seeing
and creativity.
"Merged into one word, foolsgold
describes a paradox, the value in what may
seem to be worthless. Foolsgold reminds
us to look beyond appearances, even in ourselves.
What seems to loom in us most darkly may
finally be what brings the most light. Everything
can be transmuted by attention, play, love."
Wooldridge's maiden name is "Goldsmith."
The book contains almost 50 short
meditations on life, loss and creativity.
Wooldridge wonders how best to celebrate
the life of her Poppa Julien, "the
renegade bright-star atheist scientist who
fled the Jewish fold. ... Sifting through
small pebbles as Chico Creek rushes past,
playing with juxtaposition, I feel as if
I'm engaged in a kind of primitive and almost
unconscious creekside alchemy. I search
for a way to contain, classify, make sense.
& I suspect this is what Poppa, a geochemist,
was up to when he was studying mineral &
structures in a high-pressure lab with ominous
warnings on the door." Poppa is honored
by the family with a telephone Kaddish from
cousin Harold -- an embrace of ritual --
and, a year later, a scattering of his ashes
in Chicago, the day the author's divorce
is final.
The spontaneity of creativity,
Wooldridge realizes, must be given form
by ritual. The chapters of her book "help
me wrestle emotions into shape. Frame them."
The community she has built, with her two
children and the 30 families where she now
lives in Valley Oaks Village, has freed
her to dance.
It is enough.
Reprinted with permission by the Chico
Enterprise-Record.
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