Inspiration...it's a sneaky thing. A shy thing. It hides within book pages, within the notes of a song, or in the glimpse of the sunrise. It can often be hard to find but it is essential to the creativity of life. My soul functions on beauty and creativity. Without inspiration, my soul crashes to the rocks below. I must fly. I must soar. I must find my wings and keep them but they are so fragile. They break when I least expect them to. So, I have discovered that it must be a daily search. I must look every day for inspiration. For only when I look for it, will it know it's welcome in my heart. This is that journey. Won't you join me?
