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"Power lines, my travlin' partner on this ride. Dripping, pulling - up and down, in this sing song, their lullaby blends with the swaying train. I curl myself into this journey; folding myself up into this pocket of time. Old familiars greet me - that swing set in the back yard, the ruins of an old church covered in new birth and old - mixed with unremembered newness." Journal Entry, October 13, 2005~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~All words are copyrighted by GoGo on a Page/gogoroku.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Sunday Scribblings: Inspiration

I pause, asking myself the question “what inspires me?” Where is my inspiration day-to-day? Inspiration comes in so many forms – nature, a comment, a thought, a sleeve, a deed, a book, a scribbled drawing or word, and even from a simple scrap of wrapper floating toward some drain. What inspires me the most?

There have been days when thoughts feel dry and crusty, flaking off, the dandruff of uselessness and I call for inspiration to save me from a sense of meaninglessness. Though I am one to instantly turn to nature for her grand scale inspiration, I have found myself on more then one occasion lurking on some nature trail uninspired by the arch of the sun reaching then receding over forest and water, watching the shadows form new worlds every moment, highlighting something new, until I am still left in the dark feeling no sense of direction with my words.

…and yet, eventually inspiration always bursts onto the scene, usually hidden at the axis of serendipitous events colliding. The words gush out with confidence, assured they must live, have meaning, and are meant to simply be. I find those who strive to be there best, while honoring the frailty and flawed ness in humanity inspires me to push forward in life, living my day-to-day with meaning. I guess it’s in the complication of humanity that inspires me.

…and nature bursting from the crack of urban decay opens me to new avenues of seeing, the hope that lingers in a single flower growing where no one else could most definitely inspires me.

…and a kind word, insightful and caring hugging the soul can open this being to new perspectives on living. I am always inspired by this kind of love.

…and all these prompts inspire me to delve deep and think outside the box to create something new. Reading scores of other writers on these written pages, these creative strangers inspire me with the unique cadence that beats in each author’s words. On more then one occasion, I have been left humbled by your words. Thank you for inspiring me to try harder, do more, take risks, delve deep, and aspire.

Happy 1st Birthday Sunday Scribblings.

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19 Comments:

Anonymous zandria said...

I love all the different options there are for finding inspiration. Nice post. :)

11:26 AM, March 16, 2007  
Blogger Kamsin said...

Excellent, and inspiring, post!

1:10 PM, March 16, 2007  
Blogger Papadelesdeux said...

I really like the image of "serendipitous events colliding".
I play a sort of serendipitous search game where I choose a blog post, choose a comment I like, follow the link to the commenters page, then a random link from their list of blog links, etc. for a predetermined number of clicks. Voila, a serendipitous colliding of events. And by chance I am here.

It fascinates me. And inspires me.

Good luck with all.
Ben

1:37 PM, March 16, 2007  
Anonymous tongue in cheek said...

"Reading scores of other writers on these written pages, these creative strangers inspire me with the unique cadence that beats in each author’s words."

The inspiration of one heart and many feet that dance!

3:01 PM, March 16, 2007  
Blogger Autrice DelDrago said...

GOGO, you inspire us as well!

4:11 PM, March 16, 2007  
Anonymous khambagirl said...

I love your way with words. A very inspiring piece. Thank you!

9:58 PM, March 16, 2007  
Blogger Regina Clare Jane said...

Just a lovely post- thank you as well...

7:49 AM, March 17, 2007  
Blogger gautami tripathy said...

Gogo, your post in itself is very inspiring. Glad to be here...


gautami
Fillip

8:15 AM, March 17, 2007  
Blogger Cate said...

You are a brilliant writer. xo

9:35 AM, March 17, 2007  
Blogger paris parfait said...

Beautifully-written piece, Amanda! And won't be long until you're in London, with lots more inspiration all around you!

2:42 PM, March 17, 2007  
Blogger Tori said...

I love your words, especially the 'dandruff of uselessness'...
glad to have found your blog.

5:46 PM, March 17, 2007  
Blogger Patty said...

Excellent piece. Love the "nature bursting from the crack of urban decay." Inspired post.

9:56 PM, March 17, 2007  
Blogger GoGo said...

I sooo appreciate everyone's words. Once again, I feel a deep sense of humility. Thank you.

10:37 PM, March 17, 2007  
Blogger Bongga Mom said...

Getting inspiration from a kind word.... wonderfully said.

11:04 PM, March 17, 2007  
Blogger Bohemian Mom said...

Beautifully written. I am so glad I stopped by your blog.
I'll be back to read more of your fabulous writing.

9:25 AM, March 18, 2007  
Blogger Tammy said...

There are too many delicious lines in your inspiring writing to single out. Excellent post!

2:25 PM, March 18, 2007  
Blogger Kimberley McGill said...

'nature bursting from the crack of urban decay' Along with all the rest you said this one stood out. Today my husband and I drove past a couple of storm drains where green leaves were poking their way out toward the sun - even in the darkest of corners life finds a way. I wish I'd had my camera with me!

5:16 PM, March 18, 2007  
Blogger boliyou said...

I love your description of how inspiration arrives: "and yet, eventually inspiration always bursts onto the scene..."

It's revelatory. A *ping* in the mind. Terrific.

7:25 PM, March 18, 2007  
Blogger Wenda said...

a kind word is an inspiration, isn't it? and yours often inspire me. thanks

12:07 AM, March 20, 2007  

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