#writerswednesday: Inspiration, Muses and Impulses

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#writerswednesday: inspiration, muses and impulses

Hey my dears,

one of the frequently asked questions I get asked is:
“What inspires you?”
“Where do you find inspiration in a phase when you’re absolutely not creative?”

Cliché would say: I find inspiration in everything, the world is full of wonders, you just have to open your eyes.

And although there is truth to it, I’m not cliché enough to let it stand like that without any additional information.
Besides that I think it’s time to give credit to those that spark inspiration and help me write.

So, yes, this life, this world offers so much that you can draw inspiration from, starting with a fresh wind in the morning transporting smells to you that set your memory in motion and make you think about an event, a person or a moment of your childhood for instance that you then reflect upon. Your cat jumping elegantly onto the sofa and moving in a dainty way and you observing her to learn. It can be the weather, a flower, the news, something you see, hear, touch, perceive with one or many of your senses.
Yes, the list would get really really long and the human mind is complex enough that probably you yourself won’t be able to trace back each and every spark of inspiration that just lit the lamp in your head, you know.
But sometimes you can determine exactly where the inspiration came from.
And I’d say there are several elements that quite frequently touch upon the creative corners of the mind:
* people
* overheard conversations
* emotions
* surroundings
* social observations

We’ll take it step by step: People

There are people that with their worldview, their attitude, their physical appearance and presence just make you stop whatever you’re doing and draw you into a sphere full of ideas and creativity. You just want to listen, to observe, yes, you want to inhale them, take a bite, devour this energy.
There is this notion that creatives are like vampires that suck out the creative energy from people and their surroundings.
Or these sweaters that state “Careful. You may end up in my novel.” (I always wanted to have one of these tbh, haha)
And it’s not too far off to say that oftentimes we draw inspiration from the encounters we have with other people.
What I don’t like is the idea of vampire in the sense that we take away from another person. We do, kind of, but I personally try to avoid leaving the table empty, so I make sure I bring something myself, that way, an exchange and a fruitful mutually inspiring place is created for both parties.
I’d like to take this moment to express my gratitude towards the people I was allowed to encounter that moved my mind and made me think, feel and explode into creative ecstasy.
I’m grateful and I want you to know that you are special.

Little excursion:
Oftentimes there would be two kinds of people: Those that think that what they bring to the table would never inspire anyone. And those that think they are so inspiring that you should have written a whole book for them already.
Let me tell you something: To those that think they don’t bring enough, when an artist sends you a poem, a text, a picture, they created because of the fire you or the interaction with you ignited, don’t take it as a compliment. Take it as the truth that you are special, inspiring and that you harbour more power within yourself than you probably know.
To those that think they’re giving so many great impulses: When you watch the works of an artist that you encountered, stop trying to read yourself into it and claim it yours, it will only end up in frustration once they tell you that it wasn’t you but someone else who lit that idea. And if you ever inspire an artist, know that this is something special.
I’m sorry to say that, but sometimes this cockiness drives me mad and raises another question: Would you also claim the inspiration for an artwork if it was ugly, rough, hurtful, nasty?
Everybody wants the flowers and the blooming blossoms of beauty, but you know what? Even if you encounter a critical, nasty poem full of pain, that was based on you, it’s an honour, cause you moved their emotions enough to make them write about it.
(I know it sounds weird, but let that just sink in for a moment.)

Back to gratitude: Are there specific people that you can always go to and be sure that you’re gonna go home with new ideas?
Yes and no.
There are people who have the tendency to inspire you again and again. These are the ones I’d call a muse. And I’m more than grateful to have been allowed to meet people like these.
Not many, one specifically, but it’s a precious treasure that I value a lot.
But it wouldn’t make me try to exploit that person for the sheer sake of inspiration.
Either it comes naturally or it doesn’t.
At least that’s my attitude towards it. And it is also connected to valuing and honouring your muse by not squeezing them like a lemon and leaving them empty.

Now, does that mean if some of my close friends don’t inspire me, that I love them less?
Obviously, yes! What are they good for if they don’t lit a lyrical lamp?!
Just kidding, of course the amount of poems I write for, to or about you does say something about our connection, but it doesn’t necessarily say anything about the intensity of love I feel for you or about the love I feel for others.
There are a million reasons and a billion ways to love someone, and yes, it is a special connection you have with your muse, but none of it takes away the love my heart harbours for someone I’ve never written a piece for.
Just like the saying “The beauty of another woman doesn’t take away your own.” or however it goes, it’s the same with inspiration.
So there is no need to compete or to compare yourself and the amount of works someone produced for or about you to the works someone else inspired.
It’s a process set in motion that sometimes the artist themselves can’t describe in every detail. It just is.
Nevertheless, don’t take it for granted, but also, don’t feel bad if there’s is none or just one piece of art you inspired.
This doesn’t mean you have no meaning, and it surely doesn’t mean you’re not loved.

There is this saying that you can learn from anyone, even if it’s only what you don’t want or how you don’t want to be or want to behave.
So, inspiration can be drawn from “positive” encounters, as well as from “negative” encounters.
But often we’d prefer the feel good vibe of the word inspiration than reflecting upon the possibility that even moments and people that don’t makes us feel like cakes and cherry pie can lead to a spark of inspiration. We like this idea of being a positive impulse for our surroundings, and true, it’s nice. But let me tell you something: De Profundis by Oscar Wilde would have never been written, had he not been betrayed and sold by someone he loved and thought of as a partner.
Does this now mean we need to search for struggle and suffering in order to be great artists like Oscar?
Well, we could discuss that and I have many thoughts on this topic, too, but this would rather be dealt with in a separate post or in an additional format.
Would you like to talk about it? Well, my answer is yes.

Now, before this post gets too long, I recommend you join me on my balcony to continue this chat.
I’ll announce when the random rambling and prolific ponder is on.

How about you?
What inspires you? What inspires you in people?
Can you pinpoint it down and put a finger on specific traits, expressions, movements that ignite inspiration in you?

Please let me know in the comment section below.

So long, my dears.


#socialsaturday: Trivialgesellschaft

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#socialsaturday: Trivialgesellschaft

Hey meine Lieben,

die eigentliche Idee für den Titel des heutigen Posts war “Warum wollen wir, dass alle wollen, was wir wollen?”. Aber das empfand ich dann doch als zu lang. Und zu verwirrend.
Aber mal ernsthaft: Warum tun wir das?
Okay, okay, ich sehe wir müssen hier etwas Struktur reinbringen, sonst verlaufen wir uns in hundert Themen.
Also gebt mir einen Moment. Und n Schluck Kaffee.

Okay, also zurück zum Thema.
Was unterscheidet uns Menschen von den Tieren?
Also mal abgesehen von regelmäßigem Haarschnitt, Kleidung, Make-up und der Tatsache, dass wir duschen oder ein heißes Bad nehmen und uns nicht wie eine Katze sauber lecken.
Naja, viele Philosophen würden argumentieren: Vernunft und Sprache.
Homo logos und so, wisst ihr.
Lasst uns hier bitte kurz innehalten.
Vernunft. Also ich weiß nicht, wie es euch geht, aber in letzter Zeit habe ich definitiv zu viele Menschen zu viele Dinge machen sehen, die für mich persönlich keineswegs unter die Kategorie “vernünftig” fallen.
Sowas wie Müll auf die Straße zu werfen, obwohl der Mülleimer keine 2m entfernt ist. Klingt das vernünftig?
Oder den Kinderwagen so in den Bus zu stellen, dass niemand mehr durchkommt, während der Busfahrer die Fahrgäste anschreit, sie sollen weiter nach hinten durchgehen und dann die Leute, die höflich fragen, ob es möglich sei vorbeizugehen, noch anpflaumen. Klingt das vernünftig?
Andersherum: Wie bekloppt ins Fitnessstudio zu rennen und den Bizeps zu trainieren, damit alle Frauen dahinschmelzen und ihn anfassen wollen, aber dann eine Mutter mit Kleinkind und Kinderwagen am Bahnhof sehen und ihr nicht helfen das schwere Teil die Treppe hinauf zu bugsieren, klingt das vernünftig?
Ihr versteht, denke ich, worauf ich hinaus will.
(Im Übrigen schließe ich mich selbst dabei nicht aus: Es gibt zahllose Momente in denen ich mir gedacht habe oder denke “Gina, ernsthaft, hast du irgendwo noch ein Fünkchen Logik und Vernunft in deinem Kopf oder schleppst du den nur mit dir rum, damit er auf Portraits gut aussieht? Reiß dich bitte mal zusammen!”)

Sprache. Lasst uns zunächst eine sehr simple, aber dennoch enorm wichtige Frage stellen:
Wofür ist sie gut?
Dient sie nur dazu, dass ich Dinge benennen, definieren und mir selbst erklären kann?
Das Schlüsselwort hier ist Kommunikation. Und diese wiederum bezieht sich (zumindest laut der Quellen, die ich für diesen Blogpost bemüht habe), auf das Senden, Empfangen und Austauschen von Informationen. (oder Dingen)
Also Senden und Empfangen bezieht sich doch eigentlich auf zwei oder mehr Personen, oder?
(Okay, bitte verurteilt niemanden, der dieses menschliche Werkzeug dazu nutzt mit sich selbst zu sprechen, okay? Wenn ihr das tut, dann erklärt ihr euch im Grunde ja auch nur eure eigenen Gedanken nochmal und das ist meiner Meinung nach vollkommen in Ordnung. Keine Sorge.)
Aber wann und warum ist aus Kommunikation plötzlich ein Verhältnis geworden, das einem Theaterstück gleicht: Ein Gesprächspartner benutzt den anderen als Bühne, auf der er sich selbst und seine Lebenserzählung darstellt?
Ich mein, wo ist der Austausch?
Glaubt mir meine Lieben, ich pendle eindeutig zu oft mit öffentlichen Verkehrsmitteln und wenn man auch nur ein Mal die Ohrstöpsel vergisst, bekommt man eindeutig mehr mit als man möchte. Aber immerhin gibt das Impulse für den Blog, hm?
Aber spielt dieses Spiel mal. Das nächste Mal, wenn ihr irgendwo seid, hört Menschen, die sich im Gespräch befinden, mal zu. Also für eine Weile.
Ist das Austausch? Oder ist es eher so, dass einer von sich erzählt und in Szene setzt und dann ist der nächste in der Runde dran?
Beobachtet mal.

Kommen wir zum Teil mit dem Wollen.
Vernunft und Sprache fließen auch hier mit ein, nur falls ihr euch gerade wundern solltet, weshalb ich vorher so viel davon erzählt habe.
Nehmen wir zunächst mal ein paar Beispiele für nicht unübliche Gespräche, okay?

Situation 1: Zwei Schüler haben gerade ihren Abschluss gemacht.
A: Und was wirst du studieren?
B: Ich will nicht studieren.
A: Was?!
B: Ich möchte eine Ausbildung machen.
A: Ah.

Situation 2: Ein Student (B), der von Minijobs und einem Kredit lebt und ein Auszubildender (A), der gegen Ende seiner Ausbildung schon “richtiges” Geld verdient, unterhalten sich.
A: Und wann ziehst du von Zuhause aus?
B: Also ich überlege nach meinem Abschluss noch einen weiteren zu machen.
A: Also willst du ausziehen, wenn du was bist, 28?!

Situation 3: Eine verlobte oder verheiratete Frau, die grad im Begriff der Familienplanung ist (A) und eine Frau, die auf ihre Karriere fokussiert ist (B), unterhalten sich.
A: Und wann heiratest du?
B: Hm?
A: Na, wann wirst du heiraten und Kinder kriegen?
B: Ehm, keine Ahnung?!
A: Wir werden alle nicht jünger, Schätzchen, hm?

Warum wollen wir, dass alle wollen, was wir wollen?
Und diese Annahme wäre ja noch nicht mal sowas von tragisch.
Das Schlimmere ist das, was oftmals folgt:
Die Verurteilung.
Als wenn unsere Version vom Leben die einzig wahre wäre.

Wenn dein größter Wunsch ist zu studieren und du die Möglichkeit hast, das zu tun, schätze es!
Es gibt genügend Leute, die dies gern tun würden, aber keinen Zugang zu Bildung, ganz zu schweigen von höherer Bildung, haben.
Und wenn deine Freunde beschließen, dass ein Studium nichts für sie ist, beglückwünsche sie zu ihrer Entscheidung und wünsche ihnen alles Gute!

Wenn das, was du als erstrebenswert empfindest, beinhaltet so früh wie möglich von Zuhause auszuziehen und eigene Wohnung zu haben und du die Chance dazu hast, schätze es!
Vielleicht würden deine studierenden Freunde auch gern eine eigene Wohnung haben, aber müssen ihre Prioritäten setzen: Weiterer Abschluss oder eigene Wohnung?
Für wen halten wir uns denn, Menschen zu sagen, ihre Entscheidung sei falsch, nur weil wir eine andere getroffen hätten?

Wenn deine Vision von einem erstrebenswerten und glücklichen Leben Heirat und Kinder beinhaltet und du den richtigen Partner gefunden hast und körperlich dazu in der Lage bist, gesunde Kinder zur Welt zu bringen, dann schätze es!
Und wenn du Erfüllung darin findest und dir denkst “Wow, nun weiß ich, wozu ich hier bin!”, dann ist das großartig, aber das bedeutet nicht, dass du das Recht hast, anderen Frauen zu sagen, dass sie bevor sie Kinder haben ihren Lebenszweck auf Erden nicht gefunden haben. Ist doch eine etwas krasse Behauptung, oder?
Und selbst, wenn sie einfach nicht wollen oder nicht den Partner finden, mit dem sie es gerne würden, wer sind wir denn, die Prioritätenliste eines anderen zu verurteilen?

Ich sag euch was:
Eines Tages stehen wir alle vor einem großen Urteil. Aber das ist weiß Gott nicht unsere Aufgabe!
Für wen halten wir uns, anderen Leuten zu sagen, welche Lebensgeschichten valide sind und welche nicht?
Und wann sind wir so vermessen und arrogant geworden davon auszugehen, dass unsere Entscheidungen die einzig richtigen sind?
Wann haben wir vergessen, uns einen freien Geist und ein offenes Herz zu bewahren und die Welt aus verschiedenen Blickwinkeln zu betrachten?
Wann haben wir vergessen zu kommunizieren?

Und nun etwas zu vernünftiger Kommunikation.
Warum hören wir nicht zu? Warum portraitieren wir unser Leben zunehmend virtuell und mittlerweile auch analog so, als sei es das beste Theaterstück, das jemals geschrieben worden sei und alle anderen Erzählungen seien damit null und nichtig?
Wie wäre es, wenn wir die Erzählung etwas ändern?

Situation 1:
A: Möchtest du studieren oder eine Ausbildung machen?

Situation 2:
A: Was sind deine Wünsche und Ziele für die Zukunft?

Situation 3:
A: Willst du eines Tages heiraten und Kinder kriegen?

Von der Grammatik her sind die meisten Ja-oder-Nein-Fragen oder Fragen, die nicht schon eine Antwort suggerieren, offener und bieten damit mehr Platz für wahre Kommunikation, für Austausch.
Seid offen, seid interessiert, hört zu.
Und zum Willen und Zwecke einer offeneren, weniger oberflächlichen Gesellschaft: Verurteilt nicht!

Wie wäre es, wenn wir anfingen richtig coole und interessante Fragen zu stellen?
Sowas wie:
Wie geht es dir?
Was macht dich glücklich?
Was ist dein Lieblingsessen?

Ich könnte noch ewig zu diesem Thema weiterschreiben, aber ich belasse es nun hierbei. Vorerst.
Wie immer, kommentiert gern hier oder sendet mir eine E-Mail oder besucht mich auf Facebook und Instagram.

Bis dann, meine Lieben.


#socialsaturday: Superficial Society

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#socialsaturday: Superficial Society

Hey my dears,

actually the first idea for a title was “why do we desire that people desire what we desire?”, but then I thought it might be too long. And maybe too confusing.
But seriously, why do we do that?
Okay, okay, I see, I need to put some structure in here, otherwise we will get lost in a hundred topics.
So, give me a sec. And a sip of coffee.

Okay, back to the topic.
What distinguishes us as humans from animals?
I mean despite regular hair cuts, clothes and make-up and hot baths instead of licking ourselves clean like a cat.
Well, philosophers would say reason and language. Homo logos, you know. Which also implies a correlation between language and divine logic or sense.
Can we just wait here a second.
Reason. Well, I don’t know about you, but recently I’ve seen people doing more things that – at least for me – don’t fall under the category of reasonable than I could put in one blog post without boring you.
I mean, take simple things like throwing trash onto the street while walking when the bin is just 2 freaking meters away from you. Does that sound reasonable?
Or pushing your pram into the bus in such a way that no one can get from the front to the end while the bus driver is yelling that everybody should move further to the back and then you shout at the people who kindly ask you if there was a chance they might pass by. Does that sound reasonable?
Other way round, going to the gym to train your biceps so that every girl would fall for your trained body straight away and wants to touch it, but then being at the train station and watching a mother with a toddler and a pram and not helping her get that pretty heavy thing up the stairs, does that sound reasonable?
I think you get what I’m aiming at, but believe me, there are hundreds of millions of examples where I think doubting reason within people is kind of a daily sport.
(Btw: this doesn’t exclude myself, countless times that I kind of watch myself and then wonder “Well, Gina, was that reasonable? Is there any logical thinking left in your head or is it just on top of your neck to look good on a portrait, sheesh, girl, get your shit together!”)

Language. First, let us ask one simple, but very important question: What’s it good for?
Is it just for me to name things and so that I can define things that pop up in my head and explain them to myself?
The keyword is communication. And this means (at least according to various sources I looked up for this post) the sending, receiving and exchanging of information (or things).
But it’s about sending and receiving. Normally this includes two or more people, doesn’t it?
(Don’t judge people, who use this human tool also to communicate with themselves, it’s just you explaining your own thoughts to yourself, which I consider pretty fine, don’t worry.)
So, why and when did communication turn into one interlocutor using the other one as a stage to put their own life narration into the spotlight?
I mean.. where is the exchange?
Believe me, my dears, I commute too often with public transport and even one time forgetting your earphones makes you notice too many things around you. But on the other hand, it’s an impulse for blog posts, huh?
So, please, play this game the next time you’re sitting somewhere and listen to people talking. And I mean, for a while.
Can you find exchange? Like real exchange? Or is it rather everybody just talking about themselves and then it’s the other one’s turn?
Just observe.

Now for the desire part.
Reason and language flow into it, if you are wondering now why I talked about that before.
So, let’s take some pretty common conversation, okay?

Situation 1: Two people graduated from high school.
A: And what are you going to study?
B: I’m not going to study.
A: What?!
B: I want to do an apprenticeship.
A: Ah.

Situation 2: A student (B) living from a part-time job and a credit and someone being at the end of their apprenticeship (A) and already earning “real” money are talking.
A: And when are you going to move out from your parents’ house?
B: Well, actually I’m aiming for higher education and want to do another degree once I finished the first one.
A: So, you don’t want to move out until you’re what? 28?

Situation 3: An engaged or married woman in the process of family planning (A) and a woman focussed on her career (B) are talking.
A: And when are you going to marry?
B: Hm?
A: When are you going to marry and have children?
B: Um, dunno?!
A: Well, darling, we all don’t get younger, do we?

Why is it that we seem to desire that other people desire what we desire?
And this assumption wouldn’t even be the worst thing. The worst thing is the next step that oh so frequently follows:
As if our life narration was the only valid one.

If your greatest desire is to study and you have the privilege of getting a chance to do it, then value it!
There are people who would love to, but that don’t have access to education, let alone higher education.
And if your friend decides that studying isn’t their cup of tea, then congratulate them on their choice and wish them all the best.

If what you define as a desirable life includes moving out as early as possible and having a space of your own and you get the chance to get it, value it!
Maybe your studying friend would love to have a place of their own, too, but they had to decide about their priorities: flat or next degree.
Who are you to tell them they made the wrong choice just because your choice would have been different?

If your vision of a desirable life necessarily includes getting married and having children, and you found the right partner and you were physically able to give birth to healthy children, then guess what, value it!
And if you found fulfilment in that and you think “wow, now I truly know what I’m here for!” than that’s great. But who are you to tell another woman that unless she has children she doesn’t know her purpose here on earth? Isn’t that a bit harsh?
And even if she doesn’t want to, or didn’t find the person with whom she’d love to, who are you to judge someone else’s priority list?

Let me tell you something:
We will all be judged one day. But that’s not our job, believe me.
Who are we to tell other people which desire and life narration is valid and which is not?
And when did we get so presumptuous and arrogant to assume that our choices are the only right ones?
When did we forget to stay open and listen and see the world from different angles?
When did we forget to communicate?

And now for reasonable communication:
Why don’t we listen? Why do we act our lives out on a virtual and now even analogue stage as if it was the best play ever written and any other narration was invalid and less worthy?
Can we maybe change the narration?

How about

Situation 1
A: Are you going to study or do you want to do an apprenticeship?

Situation 2:
A: What are your plans and desires for the future?

Situation 3:
A: Do you want to marry and have children one day?

On a grammatical level, most yes-or-no-questions or questions without suggesting an answer, offer more space for real communication.
Be open, be interested, listen. And for the sake of an open and less superficial society: Don’t judge!

Can we maybe start asking really cool and interesting questions again?
How are you?
What makes you happy?
What’s your favourite dish?

I could go on writing about this subject, but I’ll leave it at that. For now.
As always, feel free to comment here, share your opinion with me via email or Facebook or Instagram.

So long, my dears.


#socialsaturday: Idols vs. Inspiring People

#socialsaturday: Idols vs. Inspiring People

Hey my dears,

there is something that I have had on my mind for quite a while now and I thought it’s about time to tackle the topic.
So, today we’re gonna talk about the concept of idols and inspiring people.

Why? Well, first of all, because I consider it interesting and as this is my virtual space here… but moreover, because I think it’s an up to date topic, especially in times like these, where social media is as popular as it is.

According to the Oxford Dictionary idol has the following meaning:

and according to the same source, inspiration has the following meaning:

As a creative you’re often asked “Who are your idols?” or at least I have the feeling that this question pops up from time to time. Or the other way round, creatives stating who their idols are.
On the flip side, the question “What inspires you?” comes up frequently as well.
And I can’t help myself but feeling the urge to make a distinction between both. (Which is also supported by the fact that the dictionary makes a distinction.)

To go a bit deeper, I personally have a slight rejective feeling towards the word idol, as for me, it has a connotation of wanting to be like one’s idol or even worse, being them.
And now taking the definition into account, it also has this aspect of God and worship, and yes, I know it’s said that humans were build in the image of God, but I don’t know…
Let’s take an example: I love Oscar Wilde’s works. I adore his writing style, his subtle social critique and I read about his personal life as well.
But would I call him my idol? No.
Because that for me would imply that I wanted to write like him, be like him, which for me includes a bit of being a copy cat or neglecting my own potential, talent and not searching for my own voice as a writer.
And sorry, Oscar, but I do not consider you a God. (Although we tend to say things like “Gosh, this man is a GOD.” and yes, colloquially everybody knows what’s meant by that, but in serious terms… no.)

Even if we take someone else as an example, maybe less male and less dead (God bless him), I wouldn’t call Elizabeth Gilbert for instance my idol. Sorry, Liz.
I really loved reading her books, some of her approaches caused a click moment in my brain, made me think and took my thoughts down other roads that I didn’t perceive before.
But that’s what I’d call an inspiration. Not an idol.
Because, with all due respect, I wouldn’t like to swap my life for hers.
And I guess that’s the greatest part within the process of distinction I’d make.

Don’t get me wrong, I loved meeting her on a reading tour in Germany for her book Big Magic* two years ago and I was really touched when my question was one of the last ones and she took her time and even asked a little more to understand my question correctly before answering.

*Hi, Liz, if you read this, I was the girl asking about how to know when it’s fear trying to take over and when it’s your intuition telling you not to do it because it’s better for you. (I took the leap of faith and did it, overcame the weird feelings, put myself through it and the outcome wasn’t as great, so my intuition was right, but I consider it a good lesson in many ways and I’m still more than grateful for your advice and words.)*

Okay, back to the topic, my friends.
I consider her an inspiring person, in terms of writing, in terms of being a person.

But with all the movements I perceive on social media, I get a little worried that these two terms get mixed up a lot and people call youtubers and influencers inspiring when they are actually treating them like idols, not questioning the actions of said person, but tending to follow their example and just do the same.
And this uncritical worshipping is what worries me a lot.

Suddenly, you get up at 5 a.m. because your idol does and you go to the gym because your idol does.
Which is nice. Nothing against early birds and gyms.
But did you question whether it fits your individual body type? Whether it fits your schedule?
Maybe you’re the type of person that is better at working out later, maybe you’re the type of person that needs to sleep 8 hours, but your idol just needs 6. And this doesn’t mean that you’re bad and your idol’s better.
It just means that you’re different. And guess what: That’s okay.

Maybe you start eating like your idol, but your body type is different and within a certain time span you realise that you have low or no energy and wonder why.
And one of the worst things that happens then is the comparison between you and your idol, leading to the assumption that you are weak, worse or incapable of achieving what your idol achieves.
So it leads to a negative self perception.
And isn’t that weird? Odd?
That’s why I say idol for me includes a bit of this aspect of copying.

If the same person I just called your idol, we now call an inspiring person. What would change?
Well, you’d watch your inspiring person get up at 5 and maybe you’d try it too and realise that 5:30 is better for you.
Your inspiring person starts their day off by going to the gym, you try it, too, but you realise you’re slow in the morning, need your breakfast, and working out in the afternoon after finishing work, is much better for you.
You read a book of an inspiring author and this takes your thoughts on different roads, you play with words like they do, but you take the inspiration you got from them and mould them into something that fits your personality, character and nature, instead of just copying.
That way you have a tendency to grow, to find something out about yourself, your body, your time management, your writing voice, which in turn has a high tendency to lead to a positive self perception. And there is no need for comparison between you and the person that inspired you.

Taking the above mentioned definitions into account, inspiration has a divine quality, as the divine influence is mentioned.
But this doesn’t mean that you worship the inspiring person like a God. But that you perceive the divine spark that they were maybe touched by and that they now radiate into the world.
It is also connected to breathing in, inspiration.
But you know what, breathe in. Through the nose.
Do you think you absorb e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g that is included in the air? No.
There are a million little filters, that do their job, before the inhaled air reaches your innermost parts.
And if you apply that onto inspiring people, it’s quite similar.
You inhale this inspiring thought, but it runs through your own little million filters before reaching the spots deep inside of you.
And these filters are your critical approach, your own opinion, your personality, character, tendencies, preferences, etc.

So, don’t get me wrong, I don’t dub anything as good or bad, I just came across this topic and it has been lingering on my mind for quite a while and after having had a conversation about this topic, I decided it was about time to let this be my first #socialsaturday post. Thanks for the inspiration, mate.

As long as you keep your critical perspective, it might be okay to have an idol, I just worry about this copy cat components that I perceive sometimes when scrolling through social media.
I myself am more than grateful for all the inspiring people I was allowed to meet on my way, be it in person as Elizabeth Gilbert, or on paper, like Oscar, be it my closest friends, my creative crew, or just a stranger I had an inspiring conversation with.

As these thoughts are just thoughts and not set in stone perspectives, please let me know your thoughts on this topic!
You already know my creed inspiration through communication, so please delight me with your divine sparks.
Feel free to comment or send an email or slide into my DMs on instagram.

Enjoy your weekend.










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