The world is a rose; smell it and pass it to your friends.
If we smell a rose, the fragrance is a thing of beauty that often leaves us with a wistful smile on our face. However, a rose really reaches perfection if, when we smell it, we say to a friend, "Wow! Get a snoot full of that!" The worthiness of that which touches us is compounded when we share it.
This is what's on my mind this morning. Within the past 24 hours I've had three people thank me for inspiring them. Me! It's difficult for me to say aloud, "Whozits just thanked me for inspiring her." Yet, its the one thing I most hope to do. I also had a total stranger (is there such a thing as a "sort of" stranger?) order some work from me. She's a friend of a friend of a friend. It makes me wonder what they were saying about me. Maybe it was, as I've often done, "You have to check out this person's work!" I don't know and it really isn't important.
Something big is coming. I can feel it. On the surface nothing has changed, but it's as if there's a life-tsunami brewing, and I've got a funny feeling I'm going to get drenched. I woke up this morning feeling like there was an electrical charge running just under my skin.
I am convinced that there are universal currents of Divine Thought vibrating the ether everywhere and that any who can feel these vibrations is inspired.
But. Back to the Inspirees... One thanked me for inspiring her to write and to look for other creative outlets in her life. Another thanked me for inspiring her to rubber stamp and do all kinds of crafty things with it. The third thanked me for helping jump start her somewhat stagnant art life. I couldn't be more thrilled than to learn that I've played that kind of part in anyone's life. It makes what I do that much more worthwhile. It's a sign (at least to me) that I must be doing something right.
Everything that is really great and inspiring is created by the individual who can labor in freedom.
The really cool thing? I'm inspired right back.