It never hit me this week. It didn't emanate from any of my experiences that I had over the last seven days nor was it given to me during the countless hours I spent pondering during my free time.
I am of course talking about inspiration.
Inspiration can be defined as the process of being mentally stimulated to do or feel something, especially to do something creative. It's an experience like no other and it is as wonderful as much as it is frustrating. It's not something that can be controlled and - for myself - it usually comes in the most unexpected ways.
I can't begin to tell you how many times I've set out to be creative and the spark of inspiration was completely absent. In fact, it's absent more times than not.
I'll sit down to write a piece of music and most of the time I come away with silence rather than sound. I'll try to write something creative or thought provoking and I am almost always left with a blank piece of paper or a blinking text cursor on my computer monitor. I'll spend a day outdoors trying to capture something beautiful on my camera and more times than not I find my memory card filled with bland images that don't provoke a single emotion.
But then there are the times when it strikes. And when inspiration hits me, it hits me hard.
There are moments when I am photographing or filming an environment and every single image appears to be an alluring painting. There are times when I sit down to compose a piece of music and I feel as if I am creating the most beautiful sounds I have ever heard.
I even enjoy the things I write from time to time.
People, places, events, experiences, ideas, thoughts, conversations, and feelings. Inspiration can stem from all of these things
Where does it ultimately come from?
A place of divine nature I am sure.
And now it's hitting me. I was, in fact, inspired this week. My lack of inspiration gave me the spark I needed to write this.
But like every other time, inspiration was given to me when I least expected it.
If you're waiting for it to be given to you, be patient. It'll come to you sooner or later. When it does, I hope it hits you just as hard as it hits me.