A friend sent this to me and I thought it appropriate for the first post of 2014…I’ve reposted it here from the original post on facebook, with permission.
Inspiration starts in the home. –Alpha English
What does being inspired really mean? Alpha would say it means having the faith to tackle difficult tasks. She surely had it. In a time when few women went to college, she did and with honors. Then after a lifetime of teaching in a small Arkansas town, she began writing plays and a history of African Americans for the benefit of young and old alike. She was inspired. Her example inspired others, too.
But what if we didn’t grow up in a home where inspiration was nurtured? Did that mean we couldn’t develop it? Taking notice of how we have solved problems and approached the unknown in our lives indicates the level of inspiration we acquired from somewhere. What’s obvious is that we did create it somehow. Any accomplishment we can point to is evidence. Nobody tackles anything without some inner drive that says they can. That’s inspiration.
Some of us did have more than others. Some of us still do. The good news is that we can “trade” inspiration with each other. We can give it away when a friend is in need, and we can borrow it back when we’re feeling uncertain about a direction or a task. It matters not where we get it. It never did. It was simply easier for us if it was one of the gifts passed on in our homes.
My inspiration can come from anywhere today. Those who are closest are the obvious “carriers.”
Love can be found in the giver and the receiver, in the act of inspiring and in the act of being inspired. For Love is at the root of both – the instigator in the sharing of an inspiration, the preparer of the heart ripe for inspiration. Yet, it is in the cycle that Love shines most, when hearts change places in a continual dance lifting each other closer and closer to love itself. All of it instigated by love to begin with.
Indeed Love is a cycle of Inspiration.