Keith Richards
Keith Richards was unconscious when he composed Satisfaction.
In the 60s, he would sleep with his guitar and a tape recorder. Next morning, there it was. The most famous riff in rock history.
Creative alchemy?
Happens all the time. Step out of the studio/lab/office, and BAM! There it is. That thing that had been idling, maddeningly, right on the tip of your tongue.
Larry Page dreamed of a way of downloading the entire web onto computers
Jack Nicklaus saw himself in a dream holding the club in a different grip
Dmitri Mendeleev dreamed of arranging all the chemical elements in a table
Edison napped holding steel balls, which dropped allowing him access to his hypnogogic state
Dalí carved an entire oeuvre from his subconscious
Pioneers of their field.
They knew the power of detaching.
Step back a little, loosen your grip. Unwind from the daily grind.
The ideas are already there.
You just have to let them surface.