I get totally inspired when I inspire someone else! I’m discovering that it’s one of the things I think I’m good at. I do believe that all the education (Masters level) I got in leadership was time (and money) well spent because I’m passionate about leadership, where it can take you, and how it can inspire others. It’s a magical moment when you can light a spark in someone in a place they didn’t know existed within themselves. I get a lot of satisfaction and adrenaline from it. It’s almost like a drug, I don’t know how else to describe it. It makes me want to take on the world by storm, one story and one poem and one book at a time!
I am learning about myself. Even at my age, I’m not that young and not that old….I have 3 fairly grown kids which can give you some idea, but even at my age, I’m still learning about myself. Re-discovering who I am and what makes me tick. That gets buried during the child-bearing and child-rearing years because every breath is dedicated to giving others life. You lose yourself in that.
Now that I have some breathing room, just a little bit of breathing room, I’m eager to learn and explore and engage in things I’m finding passion in. Like writing. Or, like inspiring others to write. Sometimes all it takes is believing in someone and their unique ability to tell a story. Sometimes all it takes is taking an interest in a hand-written manuscript from years ago when someone sat down in some of their darkest, depressed days, and wrote out the day to day, seemingly mundane events of ones life and typing the words into a computer for them and saying, “Hey! This is good stuff! Let’s publish it!”
Or, taking an interest in ones family history enough to gather the stories and compile it into a biographical novel! Why not? Future generations will gain from the knowledge of what our ancestors had to go through. It’s inspiring. It’s meaningful. It’s a worthwhile endeavor. It’s fascinating!
At least, that’s how I feel. At this moment.
Keep on writing….