seeking inspiration.........

potential looking for roots

Sometimes, through no real fault of our own, our energy disipates along with our focus. March in Canada does that to you. Accosted by fluctuating weather of wild winds, snow, sleet and slush tempered by slight hints of the sun, it often feels like the last straw.......the pouring of salt on a winter wound. Mittens, parkas and boots long past their expiry date of freshness lay in the corner of the want-to-forget pile. There's an urge to crawl back into bed, pull the covers over your head to wait it out.

The constant wrestle with diffused light which lacks strength to keep the flame flickering, but which has enough strength to mask guiding stars leaves one lacking in enthusiasm. In the quiet of bereft, one needs to seek out small specks of divinity where inspiration hibernates. For, it is inspiration which allows us to leave a safe harbour. It is inspiration which allows us to leave stuckness in order to forge ahead, in order to reach out to others.

fountain of wishes

Today, I spent a quiet hour walking through a greenhouse. No other place at this time of year can boost my spirits as quickly as a multi-sensory pleasure of spending time around new growth. It's inspiratory...........it's like the oxygen needed for the growth of the plants fills me too. To quote Emily Dickenson, as I enter a greenhouse, "I dwell in possibility."

To dwell in the possibility is to rekindle. All of a sudden, creative impulses begin to generate, ideas start to flow, there is a clarity of wanting to move forward.........to reach out. There's nothing like looking for and finding spring to fertilize my soul. At this time of year, I need it more than any other time of year.

green tip newness breaking ground
earth scented air filtering around
running water tinkling softly abounds
life's little miracles happily found.


as I dwell in the possibility.

Tonight, I will plant some seeds in my little greenhouse that sits in the front window of my home, and watch them take root over the next couple of weeks. By mid-May, they will be transfered into my garden and will continue to inspire me throughout the seasons.

Seek out the ordinary places for inspiration. You will find it there, waiting to take root......to someday bloom.


PS. Thank you Sunday scribblers............great Inspirational word prompt!! Happy anniversary........your dedication and prompt ideas have helped me learn to find my creative writing flow again. Much appreciated.