The Path of Least Resistance Is Only Ever Hidden in Plain Sight.

08.11.02

I'm going to talk about inspiration...

I'd been numb to it & almost forgotten what it felt like until recently. I came to an epiphany about how to work with this website just the other day. When I did, I felt the same excitement and satisfaction I used to feel as an eager art student pursuing my dreams. I'm relearning how to recognize and embrace those inspirations that arrive without warning, stealing up & surprising me. Everything was here & in place, needing only for me to recognize the pattern.

It seems to be a matter of remaining present to the murmurings of my consciousness, deliberately attending to that flash of insight or that fine idea as it occurs. Intellectually, I trust my subconscious to wrestle with and solve creative problems without my oversight - the trick is being able to discern the answers when they're presented. Sometimes it requires placing trust in my deeper aspects, faith in the knowledge that they are at work on the problem. Being patient is quite valuable; my inner being loathes being rushed.

When a good idea surfaces and has that air of essential "rightness" about it, I can usually tell the difference between such ideas and the many pretenders conjured by my desperate ego. I can let those fall away in the face of the emergent elegance that is the good idea. It just feels right, and the emotional metric has no need of further evidence. I may have made elaborate plans and busied myself with complicated mental exercises as preparation for some hoped-for revelation only to find myself unprepared when the unexpected arrives. The inspiration sweeps all before it aside and I have no choice but to switch gears and accept that which a part of me has always known. If I take the time to be with the inspiration, to allow it a full hearing, I usually find that it's so familiar, it was the obvious answer.

Part of the beauty of this arrangement lies in my capacity to be surprised at a new concept, to be given the "aha! moment" without warning or prediction. The feeling is all the sweeter for its arriving unheralded, and for its being shown to have veracity at its core. I feel great love for myself and satisfaction that I have the capacity to know without thinking, to be aware without being surrounded with facts. I see those greater powers of consciousness as they are me, and I fully appreciate what a wonderful being I am.

For example, as I'm preparing this latest iteration of the website, I'm finding that so many pieces are already complete (or nearly so) and ready to be put to use. I'm speaking of both ideas and images - musings that had yet to find a forum but had long been formed and pictures that I had developed casually, perhaps for other purposes, that were just perfect for the needs of the moment. Continuation of this practice is bound to bear succulent fruit. I intend now to author pages and craft visions on a regular basis, adding them as I go, with no fixed agenda or production schedule. This work, through me, will be self-determining

I'm also finding that certain elements of content now have an appointed place, a niche within which they can reside comfortably, able to do as they are meant to do. These are no longer forced or wedged into places they don't quite fit; the site is now more gracious in its embrace of things that were seemingly discordant, awkward or out-of-place. This is all an inspired production, one that gives me pleasure in its growth.

I really have an eagerness for the development of this whole undertaking. I anticipate the unexpected to unfold perfectly as this process moves forward, and I'm free from obligation as to any outcome. What will be, will be. That is the true joy I hold for this - that an expansion will result, and I am privileged to shepherd it along!