Invitation to Inspiration

Inspiration is a funny thing. It flits in and out of our minds and lives with little or no regard for timing. Ours usually. And often it has its own time-table, it’s own sweet time for making things happen or not. Do you think sometimes that it [inspiration] takes particular satisfaction in dictating when it will decide to visit or even if it will? I have an inkling that would be an affirmative.

I need it, inspiration I mean. I need to pull something out of the hat and feel that it will have some magical appeal. Appeal to me mainly. I lack fizz today, I’m like a flat fizzy drink. The taste is there but little else, inspiration is the fizz I need.

I need to be inspired in my life today. Do you ever feel that way? Well, even if you don’t, it’s hard to stay on top of your game everyday, all the time. Or maybe it’s just me vocalising my lack of vim.

What do you do with yourself when you’re like this? Take a long hot bath in lavender? Meditate? Eat chocolate cake? Run an extra kilometre? Get a massage or chill out with cheese and crackers and a tipple of something? So many half measures.

Inviting inspiration to visit can feel so hit and miss but it’s worth every expended ounce of energy I have to do it. I’ve tried coercion in the past only to have her do a no-show, I learnt the hard way with tactics like that. She hates been leaned on and is more likely to give the party a miss even when she’s the main speaker. You get to know she’s running the show!

I’m opting for incense today. My invitation to inspiration is sealed with an aromatic kiss of Bergamot (Citris aurantium var. bergamia) I’m hoping she will interpret this as my attempt to help myself by bringing balance and harmony to my present stagnant pause. In any case, it’s worth a try. If you’re in the same boat, let me know how you go.