I live in a small country town in the middle of the Prairies where Jell-O and Dream Whip are in the same food group as salads and dusty rose color and duck ornaments are still big selling items. Sometimes, I yearn to be in a place where artistic inspiration is plenty. The busyness of the big city with the most current and 'trendy' goods. Museums and murals. Fresh food market and live music. I can't deny that when I have been to those places, I would just start scribbling away all the inspiring ideas. I get energized and ready to go home and start creating again.
But a few years ago, I had this thought. This particular thought gave me peace and contentment. I realized that I cannot live my life wishing for something that is not mine to have. Always looking too far and forgetting the rich blessings of where I am. When I do that, I am miserable. When I realized that the inspiration can be right here where I am, I started to look within. I realized that in the quietness and simplicity of the life here on the prairies, I don't have the distractions of the busy city. In my heart and mind, there is space to just explore and be inspired. A blank Canvas--what a gift! I am an artist.....so it is within me. When I get inspired from all the 'new and trendy', I also realized that I am just a copy cat of what's already out there. I love it when I can just sit and be myself and start creating something only I can make. Those moments are sacred and rare and need to be treasured.
So, I go outside to the wide open prairies and breathe the clean air......and start creating again.