Occasionally I come across a comment from one of my followers, and the comment goes something like this: “I’m just not feeling inspired lately, so I haven’t written in a while; I can’t seem to think of anything to write.”
And I want to scream at that person, “For the love of God, inspiration is all around you,” but then my kinder angels intervene and allow me to be a bit more understanding.
The thing is yes, there is inspiration all around us but, still, there are competing forces which block that inspiration on a daily basis. Our muse is constantly doing battle with the bills which must be paid, and the job that must be found, and the kids who need meals fixed for them, and trips to the Vet and family members who want to talk and phones and social networks and bad health and deaths and taxes and . .
I’m exhausted! How about you?
So, this is a message for all of you who are experiencing constipation of the mind: It’s all right! Don’t fight it! Allow inspiration to wash over you at its own pace.
I WAS WATCHING A DOCUMENTARY THE OTHER DAY
I watch a lot of documentaries, so the fact I was watching one isn’t news. This particular doc was about a husband and wife who took a rundown piece of property, about five acres, barren and unused, and turned it into a lush forest/jungle with twenty years of loving determination. It was inspiring and it gave birth to an article idea.
OUT TAKING A WALK
Lady passes by, going the opposite direction, takes a look at my dog Maggie, and asks what kind of dog Maggie it. “Northwest Farm Terrier,” I reply, “a fairly new breed started in Port Angeles about thirty years ago,” and the woman remarks she is thinking of buying a dog for her son, who is autistic, how she’s thinking a loyal dog companion would help her son to navigate through life.
I guarantee that woman will be in a short story or novel one of these days.
LISTENING TO THE OLDIES
I’m sorry, but I’m stuck on the Oldies. I will occasionally listen to some current music, but I would guess 90% of the time, it’s music from the 60’s and 70’s I listen to as I go about my day. And the thing is, I can pretty much tell you the year of every song I hear, and I can relate to you an event in my life which happened while that particular song was playing way back then.
That’s how important music is to us all. It’s like a time machine made up of notes.
Inspiration through music – we all are capable of it if we can just find a way to clear our minds and allow it to happen.
AND THAT’S REALLY WHAT IT IS ALL ABOUT FOR ME
For this writer, finding inspiration is really as simple as allowing my mind to go blank, and being open to the messages being sent my way. Now granted, that’s easy to say, but not nearly as easy as do. Back to those bills and dwindling bank accounts and illnesses and deaths, the everyday stuff which overloads us, at times, and prevents inspiration from flourishing, and I understand totally, but still . . .
Where do you find your inspiration?
PODCAST UPDATE
I wish! I just can’t carve out the time to do a podcast. It’s still there, waiting for me to do it, and I better figure it out soon. I ain’t getting any younger. The good news, though, is that I’ll be finished with my newest novel, “Shadows Across The Pond,” in two weeks, and then I’ll begin the process of formatting it for publication on Amazon.
Bill
“Helping writers to spread their wings and fly.”
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