Inspiration. A Kiss From The Gods.

I’ve been waiting for Blog Inspiration to strike, and the only thing that’s striking is lightning. Thankfully it’s not striking me. It’s outside, where it belongs. Now that I think about it, I’ve been waiting for inspiration to strike in a number of places. I need inspiration to transform “Tunnel Vision” from a wimpy novella to a kick ass novel. I need inspiration to figure out what project to work on next. I need inspiration to figure out what I’m going to cook for dinner. I need inspiration to get me to exercise and stick to eating healthier even though it’s such a pain sometimes. I need inspiration to clean my house.

I remember learning in college what ‘inspiration’ actually means, or at least the etymology of it. The dictionary says it’s the quality of  “being so stimulated that one chooses to create” etc. etc. I can’t read much further than that because the teenager that resides in my brain says “Hehehe. Stimulated. Like stimulated A LOT. I could go for some serious STIMULATION right now.” Then I just get sidetracked.

Anyway. We all know what inspiration means.

The word originally was Latin. Of course. Inspirare. “To breathe into”. The idea was that a God would breathe into a person, thus granting them with some kind of divine idea. Sort of a mouth to mouth resuscitation for the creatively dead.

That’s what I need right now. I need some hardcore godly resuscitation. Preferably with tongue.

You can’t rely on inspiration though. You can’t DEMAND it. If you demand to be filled up with the breath of god, you sort of open your mouth, tilt your head back and….well…open yourself up to all sort of things. I mean, birds fly overhead, man, and that could be dangerous.

I prefer to plow forward and hope that if a god is going to kiss me, they’ll take me unawares, and do so tenderly, when I least expect it and need it the most. Maybe that’s what you need to do to attract inspiration. What god would want to inspire someone with their head tilted back and mouth open? No. Certainly a god would go for someone who’s motivated and seems confident. Just like in dating.

So. Onward I go. Mouth closed, but ready for that soft kiss of air and divine ideas.

Breathe in. Breathe in.