Today I struggle to write. I look out the window to watch thick soupy fog holding steady to the scene. I can hear the random quack of a duck as it skates across the pond, the sound lets me know the day is moving. I search within myself for inspiration, hoping for a spark to ignite. Like the fog, I am trying to lift. All that greets me outside the window is shades of gray, the outline of leaf-less trees barely visible through the suspended moist air. Nothing moves, it is so still and heavy. On days like this I love to be curled up by the warmth of a wood stove, for the the crackle reminds me that there is life, and the dancing flames bring in color and movement. No wood stove here, I instead welcome the flicker of a nearby candle.

Inspiration, hmmmm… I ponder that for a moment. Today I am a bit perplexed by it, for usually I can find it everywhere. It eludes me, just out of reach. I can hear it in my thoughts of people I admire, the authors that never gave up, the leaders who stood up without fear, the singers who poetically express through sound, the athlete who pounds it out day after day, the parent who gets up to care for their children no matter what – yep, the inspiring people are there in my minds view. Yet, it almost feels like they too are taking a seat today, quietly hidden behind the fog.

Do you remember when you were young how you would play in your imaginary world, often with invisible friends and family. I like that idea for today. A day of pretend. Let’s pretend that my second book is complete and on the shelf. I shall make believe that there are 500 people or more signed up for the Detox journey – that would be FUNl! I will imagine facilitating a big workshop that gives people the experiential journey to practice the teachings from my book series. I will pretend that I have a bunch of friends coming over for dinner and games, oh how I love these times. And in my make believe world, I enjoy the company of a special someone. It is fun to dance in this imaginary world.

I shall cradle the visions of my make believe world. They are my inspirations for today. In addition I will plant in my being the wise words of one my heroes, Henry David Thoreau, for he was one to walk his own path. Many young people reading this will not even know who he is, much less wish to read his works. I relate to Thoreau, his desire to live a simple life, one that is focused on connection with others and nature. A life that does not get caught up in the rat race of “do” with no real meaning. Thus, I shall utilize his quotes and my imaginary world to pull myself up and out of the fog.

We all have days like this, sometimes they are just moments. Like the wise words my great grandma used to say, “this too shall pass”. I know that within a very short time, some bright spark of light will break through the fog to ignite my day with gusto, joy, love and miraculous grace.

As you go forth today, I hope you are inspired from within and without. A.C.T. (always choose truth) with gentleness towards yourself and others, as you step forth into what is forming.