Lately I have been pondering this word inspiration because it is a word that is full of meaning for me. I often decide to take up a new hobby, or take a class,travel, or read a book because I am inspired to do so.In fact, I think that quite a bit of how, when or why I decide to do something is based upon this very word...inspiration.
I am not entirely sure that this is a good thing, and yet I think it has become my mode of operation, and at this point in my life it would be difficult to change. I admire those who carefully plan and plot, weighing alternatives to decide the best course of action, while trying to address all options equally. Somehow these types of abilities skipped my DNA, or maybe that is just my excuse for not taking the needed time to weigh all options before making a decision.
Even so, I am content with how I arrive at decisions. Thus far in my life I think I have made very good, if not excellent choices. I don't want to leave out the reality that faith has played in my life, and it has been a huge factor on many levels.
There are many people who have inspired me along the way as well. Notable among them are my parents, friends and adopted Grandmother. Patients I have cared for have also taught me so much about life, love, suffering and forgiveness.
My husband has also been influential in how I have made decisions and lived my life. Everyone needs a good listener and sounding board, and he has always been there for me.
Many factors play into the complex feeling of being inspired, whether it be to better oneself, become more knowledgeable, push oneself into uncharted waters, challenge oneself at a higher level, see the world, discover something...it is nearly impossible to pin down just one cause of an inspiration. Relying on self-knowledge helps, as does talking things over with trusted family members and friends. It also helps to consult a higher power.