Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the
earth, the air and you.
Two things that have always inspired me are laughs and the rain. Those are two rather disparate things don’t you think? You see the way I feel about inspiration, it doesn’t matter where it comes from, just as long as you feel something that moves you. Involving yourself in an activity that fuels your creative energies is a positive thing that can really make the difference in achieving your mission in life. Surrounding yourself with things that make you think or feel powerful emotions stirs up the will and drive to create. Some people might call that karma, some might call it setting the mood; whatever you choose to call it, take advantage of the power it can create.
Now I know that some people get a motivational kick from negative emotions too, and there’s nothing wrong with that either. I would caution, however, that dwelling too much in the negative can drag you down mentally, make you just a bit too pessimistic about things and darken your outlook on life and what it has to offer. Remember, the world can be a depressing place if you let it. Focusing on negativity, no matter how beneficial it can be for your motivation and inspiration can only get you so far. Embrace the positives and more positive things will occur.
Laughter is inspiring for a very simple and obvious reason. It’s fun to
laugh. But how can the rain instill a feeling of inspiration? Well, I’ll tell
you.
I love the rain. I live in San Diego. Naturally, I don’t get to enjoy
the rain too often. I do remember listening to the rain when I was younger,
living in rural Pennsylvania. I would sit at my desk, right next to my open window,
and listen to the rain as it fell. And in Pennsylvania, the rain can fall for a
very long time. Have you ever listened to the rain? Some say the rain is drab
and dreary. That may be true if you only looked at the grey clouds from which
the rain came. I listen to the sounds the rain makes falling on leaves, the
ground, into puddles, on the pavement, the window. I smell the air and how
clean and refreshing it feels. There’s something very cleansing and
revitalizing about a good rain fall. I would listen to that rain and always
feel compelled to write. To this day, when I hear the rain, I am instantly
transported, with my imagination, to a place of creativity. Pavlov might
say I’m conditioned to want to write because of that, but I won’t argue. Either
way, writing is what I do, what I want to do, what I need to do.
If you have a passion, find a way to incorporate it into your life so
that it becomes part of you. Find a way to make it naturally flow with the rest
of your life so you can enjoy its positive power. It will be worth it. Give it
a shot.
