Hungry for inspiration?
A lot of times, finding inspiration can feel like trying to grab a fish with your bare hands. It’s right there, you can see it clearly, but you just can’t get a good grip on it. Your fingers brush on the fish, but it keeps on swimming around. And all the while your hunger continues to gnaw at you. Irritation soon starts to set in, but the harder you work at it the harder it becomes to get what you’re after. Finally, in a fit of exasperation and screw-itness you sit down right in the water and resign yourself to finding some bugs to eat. Not what you really wanted, but it’s better than starving to death and it’s got to be easier than this.
While you sit there wallowing in aggravation, self-pity, and martyrdom you start to notice that there are fish swimming all around you. In fact, there’s one right there in front of your belly and it’s looking right at you. It’s just kind of hanging out and not going anywhere. Slowly, and maintaining eye contact with the fish, you reach out and ask that fish if it is willing to sacrifice its life for your hunger. The fish stays right there, nods a little fish “yes,” and you are finally able to get ahold of it. No fuss, no muss. You light a fire while prepping the fish, and enjoy a tasty dinner under the stars.
Fill your Belly
That’s how inspiration works most of the time. Rather than a having a lightning bolt of an idea, a sudden whomp of divine download, you find the idea, the concept, the perfection, in subtle whispers. But only when you’re still. Inspiration is right there in front of us all the time, but when we’re stomping and splashing around it can’t come close enough to us to communicate.
Inspiration can’t satiate our hunger when we’re rushing around and frantically grasping for it. Get calm, get still. Have the thought and then let it go. That’s the reason why we get ideas in the shower or just as we’re falling asleep; we are still and not so much in our left logical brain. One of my favorite moments of recent inspiration came while I was vegging out at the salon waiting for the organic coloring to set in. I had let that morning’s frustrations out in a great vent session, then allowed myself float into a meditative state. That’s when the aha! hit.
I’m willing to bet that if you dig deep, you’ll find that that’s when inspiration finds you. Let me know in the comments below how you found your most treasured idea.