Where do you gather inspiration?


We all know the feeling of inspiration; the zing of energy, creativity, connection and clarity. Within my yoga class I often read out a poem or powerful message that can inspire reflection, inspiration and meaning just before pranayama (focused breath) or the mindfulness practice. In my own life I read something daily to move me and inspire me to give and live my life on purpose and with passion.

Some reflective questions

  • Where do you find your inspiration?
  • What purpose does it have for you?
  • How do you feel after reading something powerful?
  • Do you feel changed or moved when you hear a quote that resonates?
  • Is there a particular time of the day that you practice feeling inspired?
  • What do you think a regular practice of inspiration would give you?
  • Who inspires you?

Here is a reading to stir the senses and inspire… enjoy!

Reading; by Oriah Dream Weaver

The invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living…  I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivels and closed from fear of further pain.I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine and your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it’s not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon. “YES!” It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

May this beautiful reading inspire you and open you to the fullness of whatever it is you need in your life right now.

Happy whole-hearted living!


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