It’s been a while since Ive written a blog, coz it’s been a while since Ive been inspired.
Inspiration is such a strange thing as it’s completely changed momentum or entirely disappeared at certain points in my life.
The last time I got inspired to write a blog post was before I became a mother.
Alhamdhulillahi Ive been blessed with a beautiful daughter this year, my first born, and with this blessing, it’s turned this unbelievably crap year into a wonderful dream. Hubbs and I have been floating on happy clouds since she was born and we can’t say Alhamdhulillahi enough.
Perhaps my daughter is the reason why I’ve suddenly been inspired to write this post, which ironically is about inspiration.
But I’m not yet quite sure what to do with this inspiration. Has anyone else felt this way as well?
So what can I do with it?
I used to run a small business with Hubbs and it was one of the best things we’ve done together. And I do feel an urge to re-ignite that fire to a certain level, yet, maybe, I’m just not inspired enough for that?
I used to be a student in recent years, and those were some of the best years of my life, and I have decided to walk down (or up) this lane again but, Im not quite sure if thats the entirety of my inspiration. Hmm.
While I was sitting and pondering over all this today, with a bit of apprehension about a gloom that may set in its place if I didn’t figure this out sooner, of all the days, I got a random watsapp message from an unknown number asking me if I had given tuition before.
Thats when I remembered that this too was something I enjoyed immensely so maybe I should focus all my inspiration there?
But of coz I wont have time to teach kids while balancing work and taking care of my daughter.
I’ve come across a couple of documentaries or other that Ive watched, where people have said that they’ve always felt like they’re meant to do something great in this world. Something meaningful.
Something impactful.
Haven’t most people, if not all, had this feeling at some point in their lives? Yet most of us go on to live ordinary lives woven around comfortable routines? I wonder just how many among those are happy with their lives, and how many are inspired to do things out of their ordinary.
Is it only me who’s found inspiration to be as much of a nuisance as it is positive, simply because I don’t exactly know where I should direct this inspiration.
Netflix is open in one tab, and on another, here I am writing this blog post, my eyes darting between both tabs. Despite this ball of compressed energy in my belly filled with glorious inspiration, it’ll take me a while to focus it on where it makes the most sense.
One thing that’s proven itself to be the most valuable lesson of all throughout my life is to not rush into things. Countless times, the best rewards have come from practicing patience and only patience. So, I’ll wait and let things take it’s natural course. In Sha Allah, clarity will come soon.
Till then however, it really does feels great to once again be back in my blog, writing the ramblings in my mind that will probably neither inspire me, nor any other reader.