Just My Inspiration…

Bertha…just…coined a new word…inspirationist…of course…she was describing herself…who else…

She was responding to a Twitter friend…who gave…Bertha…credit for inspiring her to create a website…featuring the wit and wisdom…of her elderly grandmother…I’ve read her tweets…and I promise you…I’ll be sharing the link for the website when it’s ready…because…Granny…always has something to say…and…she’s not afraid to say it…and…I want to hear it…

Anyway…being known…as an…inspirationist…must have gotten her to thinking…because…she started…reminding me…that…inspiration…often comes from the most unexpected of places…when…I’m busy doing something else…like…yesterday…I was driving to work…and…the plot to a psychological thriller…came to me…and…that’s not my genre…not by a long shot…so…I’ll probably never use it…although…just this minute…she turned it into a comedy of errors…

Hmmm…

But…whatever…she went on to say…inspiration…can be about anything…from the color to paint the living room…to what to cook for dinner…to the next bestseller…to coming up with extra money…to…well…to…anything

She said…the best way…to allow inspiration…into my life…is to remain…open…to it…that…I close the door…when…I worry…when…I look for solutions…instead…of…allowing them to find me…in the form of inspiration

Of course…she reminds me…that the…ation…ways of…allowing inspiration into my life…are…appreciation…meditation…contemplation…affirmation…vacation…celebration…imagination…visualization…

Okay…looks like I’ll be spending some time in the contemplation chair…or…Granny’s rocker…or…just riding down the road…I’m feeling inspired already…

Jane

Walk a Mile…

Yesterday…Bertha…implanted a phrase…in my brain…

Walk a mile…in my…smile…

Of course…the lyrics…to…Joe South’s…Walk a Mile in My Shoes…has been playing on the 8-track in my mind…ever since…which I think was her intention…or…at least it seemed that way…as she explained the phrase…in dribs and drabs…over the course of the day…

Basically…what she told me…was…that…I should celebrate the success and happiness of those around me…just as if…it were my own…that…I should try my best…to capture the same feelings that they are having…and…bask…in them…

Now…she didn’t say it would be…easy…bringing to mind…a friend’s wedding I attended a few years back…when I was pretty much relationshipless…and…how although I was…happy for her…my true emotion…was more akin to…envy

She…reminds me…of…watching…fellow authors’ books…flying out into cyberspace…at the speed of light…when mine seem to have their wings clipped…and…although…I am happy for them…my true emotion…is more akin to…envy

Okay…that was enough for me to see the pattern developing…my eyes have a tendency…to turn…green

But…how do…I walk a mile in their smile…

Bertha…says…it’s the same as walking in their shoes…just…let myself…feel…what they are feeling…let myself…see with my heart…hear with my heart…feel with my heart…she says…it’s visualization…with a twist…

But…she promises me…and…I’m going to hold her to it…that when I can…walk a mile…in others’ smiles…that…they’ll soon be walking in…mine…

Hmmm…wanna join me in a stroll…

Jane