There’s a time of day when the sun has risen and become aligned with our little townhouse. All of a sudden we are in a wash of glorious light beams. They bounce around, creating shadows and brilliance. When this occurs, and I happen to be home, I like to sit in the middle of the floor quietly taking it all in. The moment never lasts long, perhaps only about 15 or 20 minutes but even the dust particles floating through the air sparkle and all seems well in the world.
I have found similar things happen inside our own minds when we get inspired and a new, awesome idea pops into our heads. There’s a weight lifted and our wingspread seems infinite. Right now I am trying to find a way to maintain this sense of possibility. We each get a ton of ideas throughout the day but you know those ones that really stand out?! The ones that feel as though someone else had a hand in planting them there. The real deal YES ones that our inner critic likes to squash. Oh, how to protect myself from myself is what I’m working towards figuring out right now. How do you keep the idea extinguisher at bay? ♥