Small Inspirations

Small inspirations: 

until just now, and no idea before what words might come to me, or whatever theme will begin to unfold - it all remains a mystery to the very final word. That's how writing happens, it's how art is ultimately created, small inspirations added towards completion, and our attention to detail is so great that we seldom pause and wonder from where these things come, how a word arrives from absolute absence and ideas then begin to flow, or single motion becomes a perfect stroke of beauty against an empty canvas. Our lives are filled with these small inspirations, subtle and mostly gone unnoticed, given solely by the grace of our existence. 

that's how life happens. 

small inspirations given over time. 

and I do love the word grace, how it offers so little by way of  an actual explanation, and yet it tells exactly how a particular thing happened, or why some event might have occurred . Grace happens. It's gifted at just the right moment for things to be a certain way that best serves in our endeavors. A blessing, really, although we might not know it at the time, or even later as we give ourselves credit for what unfolds. But so much of our lives are blessed by grace, small inspirations that come to us so quickly by surprise and then we fail to give them any notice. 

my writing almost always starts soon after morning meditation, thoughts still slowed in their activity that it's now so easy to track their moment of appearance, how they linger and then begin to fade. This is when I most notice grace, from the first absence of ideas to a sudden inspiration of words and how everything flows from this point of wonder, almost as if my fingers have no need for thoughts and ideas to reach them and have an agenda of their own, typing words at the very instant inspiration inspiration arrives.

it's how writing happens.

and life, too,

 small inspirations given over time. 

~

Peace, Eric