Inspired

Start writing no matter what.

The water does not run until the faucet is turned on.

-Louis L'Amour

Where does inspiration come from?

I have been wondering that myself lately because frankly I have not felt the zap of lightning that we often call inspiration. To be inspired is to be filled with an irrepressible urge to do something. Not something we can control, we are left to sit around idly, waiting, praying for inspiration to come to us.

Is it possible that we are wrong?

Could inspiration be something that meets us half way? My music teacher told me something his uncle had told to him on the subject of writing. "How do I know I'm a writer?" Was the question. "Simple," was the answer, "I write."

Simple, yes, but not any less significant. To be a writer is to write. Does that mean that everything is going to be infused with wisdom and laced with allusions, parallels, metaphors that will provide the reader with understanding beyond his wildest dreams? No, indeed not. In fact, to be a writer is to, at times, fail utterly. To produce words that trail after one another like a preschool line-up, unregimented, unorganized, and barely recognizable as a line. Only sometimes, however.

Anything worth doing is worth failing at time and time again before the results start to look like something you enjoy. A painter does not stand in front of a canvass every day creating a masterpiece before turning in each night. It takes many canvasses, many do-overs, and many mistakes before the most beautiful creations surface.

Why is it so hard to think of writing this way? Perhaps because writing is not mere art, it is direct communication. It is easy to identify writing that is faulty because the words practically scream at you from the page. They are merciless. They want to be satisfied, and they are very verbal when they are not.

Regardless, it takes mistakes.Without writing, like would be a blank page. Inspiration is the rush of energy we get from drinking in the world around us. What better a place to receive inspiration than from the very words for which we desire to use this inspiration! Write. Never stop. Do it every day, and don't let yourself skip. It may seem meaningless, but let the words come. They may seem intimidating, but they know themselves, and you know them better than you realize. Allow them to fall into place as they will.

Inspiration will come to those who write. ♥

Puzzle Piece of the Heart

it came to the end it seems you had heard.

cause we walked the city streets,

you never said a word

-Where are you Now by Mumford and Sons

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Peace is the magic word.

Peace makes the world go round, along with love.

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Think about it, what are the two ideals that every person pursues? Peace and love. Every ambition, every inspiration, every drive that you can conjure up in your mind will rabbit trail back to one of these. When I wake up each morning, it is for the hope of finding some element of peace in the day ahead. See, God was quite clever. He set in every man's heart a peace and a love sized hole, so that in their life-long searches to find these things, they would come face to face with Him.

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In a vain effort to fill these voids in our lives, we eagerly hold close things we can touch and feel: money, possessions, work, power. People. But in reality, God is the only one who can bring that soul-satisfying peace.

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"I know, but I want to feel the closeness of having another person care about me." I've heard this statement from a number of people. They acknowledge that God is the only source of life, love, and peace, and yet they insist that a good relationship will meet their needs. But how can you truly give love to someone else when you are still missing it in your own heart?

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Perhaps I am not an expert on romance, but I'm fairly certain that even the most heart-stopping, pulse-quickening, mind-blowing romance cannot fill the missing piece of the heart as perfect peace does. You cannot depend on other people for your satisfaction and contentment. Not even family or best friends or your soul mate, for these people will let you down. Maybe they won't mean to, but they are only human. That is why the ones who hurt you the most are the ones closest to you. Because we forget to not invest everything in one another. We forget that every other person walking on this earth is just as sinful and lost as we are. We forget that all it takes to have true peace is to stop trying to save the world ourselves and to start putting the compass into the hands of the One who knows where everything is going.

Then leave it there.

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