When I was a kid, I spent a lot of time in my room.
This was by choice, not because I was being punished or anything. You see, I am an introvert by nature. Not shy, introverted. Which means I recharge my soul by having a certain amount of alone time. And I don’t necessarily have to be doing anything during that time. Now that I am all grown up, I still crave my personal time. Sometimes I’ll read a book, or take a nap, or mill around Home Depot or Cabela’s. Just time alone with my thoughts. To sort and regroup.
Sometimes I draw and sketch. Or go for a walk.
And it is during these times alone that inspiration joins me. It is during these times that I connect with God and the universe and the infinite source of all things yet to be created.
And they channel and filter through me. Through my experience and perspective. The ideas enter my heart and pass through the semi-permeable membrane of “Me” and what exits is new and unique and totally original.
And so it is for all of us.
When the Song flows through Bruce Springsteen, what comes out is different from when the Song flows through Adele.
When the Painting flows through Jacob Collins, what comes out is different from when the Painting flows through Picasso.
The trick is to stay true to our uniqueness, to not confuse our Song or Painting or Novel or Business with that of someone else. When we do that, when we accept and own our originality, miracles happen.
To your good fortune!