Well, I'm glad it's still Fall, my favorite time of year. At least I'm posting before the season turns again. I wrote a stanza of a song on Sunday, on my way to visit my son. It goes like this:
"The leaves change, and so do you. In a million years I'd never know the things that you've been through. But there's one thing I'd like to say, one thing you have to know—I am not the man who hurt you, so very long ago."
And that's all there is to it for now. I could go on and I will when the time is right. I wanted to share it with you because I was inspired by red and orange leaves on trees, which made me wonder how many people in this world have such moments. Obviously, the song is for a woman from a man, so not something I would logically devise. Melody and words dropped inside of me and I sang as I listened. That happens to my grandmother and it happens to me sometimes. It happens to me with poetry and it happens with story ideas as well.
And it's just the greatest fun. It makes my day. I feel warmed and full, like after a nourishing meal.
What inspires you? Most likely something that you really love or enjoy. I encourage you to dip into your own creative well of inspiration. Do something you love that makes you laugh or smile, observe something you truly enjoy, or spend an afternoon with someone you love. I suggest quietness at some point during this time. Experience everything around you. Listen. Feel the effect inside your soul. Really feel. Do not strive. Relax. Listen again. Then write.
I would love to read something that comes to you and to share it on this site if you agree. Just send a comment and I will see it on my personal email. Let me know if you want it made public or not. Open your eyes. Smell. Breathe. Love. Be inspired. Touch someone else's soul with your own.
