The other day someone told me he just hadn’t been “feeling” the blogging entries. And, I understand that, as to be honest, I really haven’t been feeling mine either. I’ve had way too much on my mind lately, but being the generally private individual that I am, I just can’t get into it on the blog level.
Enter mini trip with wonderful girlfriends. It was honestly just what I needed. It gave me a little perspective on life in many ways now that I have time to look back and reflect upon conversations, events of the trip, etc. etc. I’m often inside my head a lot and when I get inspiration from others, even if it’s unexpected, I like to take the time to reflect on all the positive things I have in my life. And, then I feel truly blessed.
So what did we do, you ask? We went to two NKOTB concerts (
And, now I find myself catching up on rest and getting back to my normal routine. I hope the inspiration I seemed to have found after the conversations I had over the course of the last few days will help me remember what’s important. While the issues I have been going through have been putting me in a funk, what I am going through is nothing compared to what some people in this world are experiencing...
Maybe next time I'll have found that knitting inspiration that has been so lacking for at least a month now. And, I'm still waiting for Anna Karenina to inspire me - while so far it has given me some food for thought, I haven't yet figured out why it's to be considered on of the greatest books of all times. Perhaps Dostoevsky just speaks to me more. But, I'll reserve my final determination after I've finished the book.
Take care, keep it real and I’ll be back another time. : )



Great post! Thank you for sharing. I think the thing about inspiration is that it isn't something that can be "found", so much as it's something that "Finds" us. In my experience, inspiration has always been the thing that happens when I slow down and take the time to appreciate the simple, overlooked and forgotten things. Like a walk in the woods, the texture of tree bark, light breaking through leaves, a smile, a word from a stranger. I think inspiration is really just recognition and acceptance of something previously taken for granted. At least, that's what it seems to be to me!
Posted by: James Luscombe | March 24, 2009 at 11:33 AM