Where do we get it? How do we continue to stay inspired to do the big and small things in life? Do we need inspiration for all new goals we set or challenges we encounter? Doesn’t it seem like these blogs are me asking a butt-load of questions and never really having any definite answers? I mean, shit, even that was a friggin’ question!
It’s just something I’ve wondered today. This blog on the rezhogs.com site for example. What do I get from blogging? I don’t see myself as a “blogger”. So why do it? I don’t know. Something or someone must have inspired me along the way to document different thoughts and ideas for anyone to read and agree or disagree with. I’m not exactly sure who or when I was inspired, but it had to have happened some time.
Inspiration. Inspiration to work. Inspiration to play. Inspiration to parent, to love, to hate, to live. Negative and positive forms of influence that inspire us to do and say the things we do and say in life. I should have looked up the actual definition of “inspire”. Hold up, “I’ll be bock” (Terminator voice)…
fill (someone) with the urge or ability to do or feel something, especially to do something creative.
“his passion for romantic literature inspired him to begin writing”
synonyms: stimulate, motivate, encourage, influence, rouse, move, stir, energize, galvanize, incite;
There it is. See, no mention of forms of negative inspiration. But then, I guess folks have their differences of opinion on negative and positive motives as well.
Shit, I don’t know. Who inspires you? My parents inspire me to be a father. I brought two of my younger kids to a basketball tournament a couple hours from home. We got a room at the Holiday Inn with a pool and hot tub. I sat in that hot tub and watch my 11 year old daughter and 3 of her friends laugh and play and splash and laugh some more. I don’t even think they noticed me 10 feet away watching them have a great time. I just sat and stayed quiet. I wasn’t on any mobile device, I wasn’t talking to anyone. I just sat and watched. I thought to myself, “these girls will always remember how great of a time they had this weekend”.
And no one can take that away from them. Or me. Inspiration. That half hour spent in a slimy, stinky hot tub with no one in the world worried or caring about anything I had going on, yet I was exactly where I wanted and needed to be in life. Inspiration right there. Inspiration to be the best dad I can be for the rest of my life.