A thought on inspiration....

There are always days that I just don’t feel inspired. Days that I don’t feel like writing, I don’t feel like singing and sometimes I don’t even feel like getting out of bed. But somehow those are the days I draw from the deepest wells of the imagination. I get up, make the bed, open the windows and inspire myself. I daydream……I think about all the things I’ve been blessed with! I can see out of both eyes, I can hear out of both ears, I can use both arms and both legs and I am breathing. If that’s the only place I have to start, well then I am way ahead of the game. There are so many people who would give anything to be in my position. So when I’m stuck and struggling and need inspiration but can’t seem to find it anywhere, I chose to be my own inspiration. The biggest inspiration always starts with being a happy person and being happy always starts with being thankful. So I start meditating on all the things I have to be thankful for and I go to work! I see a dandelion not as a weed but as a wish and before I know it the day has changed in my favor!