Why My Napkins are Always Wrinkled (And Other Woes of Following My Inspiration)
In school, we are taught to write by sitting down with a blank piece of paper or a blank Word document, and write. So when I first felt the call toward writing as an adult, I presumed that was the process: Open laptop, grab a coffee, and sit down and write.
What I’ve discovered is that while I do set aside time regularly to grab a coffee and sit down with my laptop, that isn’t when, or even how the majority of my content is created. (I love to write and I love creating videos, and for me the process is the same.)
Most of my writing happens outside of my dedicated writing time: Maybe when I am in the middle of folding napkins, taking a bike ride, or floating in the pool.
Ideas and inspiration sneak up on my when I least expect it. I’m in the middle of doing something that I enjoy, but isn’t demanding. In this state, I’m able to hear the whisper of Source’s inspiration. Source is always whispering in our ears, we just have to allow ourselves to hear it.
I’ll get a flash of inspiration, something that demands to be written. In the moment I receive it, I only get a phrase, or maybe a sentence. But the call to capture it is so strong that I cannot resist it. I’m impelled to either sit down at the keyboard or dictate a voice note.
What I write is paragraphs of exactly what I needed for my project. It may be an entire video script, or it may be that one missing piece from Chapter 3 of my latest book. No thought is required. No effort is required.
The words simply flow through me with such ease that I know they came from Source through me. No wonder so many of us grew up either hating to write, or with the belief that we were bad writers: Inspiration never had a chance to find us.
The more chance we give inspiration to find us, the more fun and ease we have with our lives and our work. That insipiration, that Divine Guidance, is readily accessible to all of us at every moment in time. Our work is to put ourselves in a situation where we are able to receive it.
Aristotle said, “Contemplation is the highest form of activity.” When we allow ourselves dedicated time to contemplate our goals, we tap into Infinite Intelligence for assistance. The genius begins to flow through us. The path unfolds before us.
With this inspiration comes such a sense of joy. A sense of knowing that I am living my purpose. A sense of allowing my life to unfold perfectly before me.
And if the price to pay for this is wrinkled napkins, I’m happy to pay it.