Me, The Great Inspiration

Me, The Great Inspiration
5/6/2017 10:30 AM
Written by Donovan L. Green,

We all look for things that inspire us, inspire to not give up, to try harder, to do better, or be a better person. Most everyone looks for inspiration somewhere. Beams of sunshine filtering through clouds inspire some people. Great and beautiful landscapes will inspire some people, perhaps to become a photographer, or an artist. People inspire other people too. We can easily recognize those people who are sources of inspiration to others. They will attract many people to gather around and even follow them. Athletes, actors and actresses, and musicians to just list a few of the most obvious. Then you have me.

I inspire everyone I meet or come in contact with. If you are not in one of the categories of careers that are most notable for attracting both the people who inspire and the those looking for inspiration have you ever wondered what it must be like to be one of those people? You have probably dreamed of having their fame and fortune, but probably not what it must be like to know that the success or failure of so many other people hinge on your every action. Many people watching and studying everything you do hoping to learn how to become just as successful and perhaps famous and wealthy. But what does it truly feel like to be an inspiration for so many other people? Most of the highly inspirational, highly visible people seem to shine being in the spotlight. They will talk about how wonderful life is and how great it is to help other people, but rarely if ever do they share how they feel deep down inside. This is why everyone is always surprised and shocked when one of these people commit suicide; no one really had any idea of the weight inspirational people carry. I am going to offer you a rare glimpse into my private life of what it feels like to be an inspiration to others.

I inspire everyone I come in contact with and I inspire them with every single little thing I do. Think about that for a moment. Don’t think I’m just full of myself. Many of the greatest inspirational people in our society possess the “holier than thou” attitude and yet most people will look past it or just not recognize it. It is not judgement that I want to come to mind, but thought, compassion. What is it like to be one of those very inspirational people? How does it feel from the inside? It can be difficult to explain so I am going to share some simple examples.

When I draw a picture, I inspire people to tell me how I could have drawn it better. When I bake, and share my homemade some cookies, I inspire people to tell the one missing ingredient that would make them taste good. When I paint my house, I inspire my neighbors to tell me vinyl siding would look better. When I plant a tree, I inspire them to tell me that the kind of tree I planted isn’t any good. When I make a jewelry box I inspire people to tell me all their own ideas for a good jewelry box. When I write a poem, I inspire people to tell me about a poem they once wrote back in the third grade. When I spend the weekend trimming the trees in my yard, I inspire people to tell me it is better to let professionals do it. When I cut my hair, I inspire coworkers to tell me about the time they got a really terrible hair cut too. When I walk, I inspire people to tell me that my posture isn’t correct. When I eat, I inspire people to tell me I could be chewing my food better. When I breathe, I inspire someone to tell me how to breathe properly. I don’t know that there is anything I do that doesn’t cause inspiration to someone else. What can I say, I am an inspiration to everyone I meet or come in contact with, even you.

Author: d

i have had a couple of close friends short term, but otherwise i have spent my whole life alone. My parents distanced themselves from me but not my siblings. Loneliness happens when we are not acceptable for who we are. Not being accepted is a thick heavy shroud that is impossible to lift without being accepted. i have come close to giving up a few times but somehow i fight on for the hope that someday i will meet others, like me, and they will accept me like i accept them. has been many things, but now it is another attempt to connect with others that feel the same weight that i do.

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