Showing up is a prerequisite for being an inspiration, something I've hardly done here for weeks. Words have not been flowing, my mind has been unruly, going off in all kinds of directions with the rest of me trying to keep up, feeling scattered more than anything. Trying to control a mind running rampant is ofcuz futile & excactly what I have been attempting. Resisting what is creates blockage in the creative veins. Some things are hard to learn & sometimes the greatest inspiration comes from figuring out what not to do by doing it.

Sharing my experiences, thoughts, feelings & tools for life that I've aquired on my journey is how I see myself being an inspiration. I've learned through feedback & listening to others, that the more fucked up one's life story is, the more potential one has for being an inspiration. I often find it's in the embrace of hardship & mistakes, aha moments occur. I'm a reframer inc. & I ask what can I learn from this experience, where's the gift? So far it seems I've found more pearls when cracking open the shells of tough moments than surfing on waves of bliss.

Why I am an inspiration is probably best answered by the ones who find me inspirational & luckily I happen to be one of them. Curiosity fuels my passion for this calejdoscopic conglumerate called life & my desire to understand the human experience. When we shine our light, we hold an open space for us to share the unique facets of our personalities & frolick in creativity.

Gangaji says be naked in the splendour of the truth of who you are. I find in that splendour of truth, in the raw, naked humanness we share when we are being true to ourselves, that inspiration flows in abundance. And I become an inspiration because I have the opportunity to be inspired by you being you.

a sizeable chunk of ego when I met humble