I have always found inspiration through beautiful pictures. I am the type of girl who bought way too many magazines and never threw any of them away. I still love magazines, but they just take up too much space. I have narrowed my magazine subscriptions down to five and I force myself to toss them every month.
Luckily, I can add as many photos to my blog as I want and it doesn't take up any space in my house! That is really how my blog started. I used it as a filing cabinet for all of the great ideas I found online.
So most of my inspiration comes from online, and most of that inspiration comes from YOU!
I find inspiration in paper. Scrapbook paper. I do. I love it. I would make clothes out of the scrapbook paper aisle at Jo-Ann’s if I thought it would hold up.
I find inspiration in movie sets. Can I live in a movie set? Can I make my house look like the houses that they film movies in? Or maybe I could get a film crew to film in MY HOUSE. Would that automatically make me love my house more and want to live here?
I find fitness inspiration from skinny women. Their skinny thighs and cute butts . I hate them. Especially if they have kids. But then, they are nice and I can’t hate them. So I love them despite themselves and tell myself, that “If they can do it, I can too.” Then I eat a handful of chocolate chips from the freezer.
I find inspiration for my life from other women. Bloggers that I meet in real life. Women who own the moment and steal the room. I want to admire myself the way I admire them.
There are a few women in my personal life that, though I don’t see them very often, I think of them daily. I want to call them and tell them how their goodness is reaching me and nudging me to be a better mom, better wife, better baker, better neighbor, and better friend. I would call them every day to tell them that, but then they would be scared of me and I would get sick of my own voice.
Actually, that’s the case with just about anything I’ve wanted in my life. When I see a woman who is doing something great, their accomplishment not only gives me permission to succeed, but challenges me to match it or beat it.
I got engaged, because a dear friend had the courage to fall head over heels for her best friend. And they called it a marriage! If them, why not us? So I looked at the guy who had my heart and said, “Ok, let’s do this!” And we did. And 10 years later we are still happy. Is that lame? Unromantic?
Same thing with deciding to start a family. I saw other intelligent, young women and their husbands fearlessly taking the dive. If they could handle it, why not me? And I could. I am. Four kids later and I’ve got a good thing going. They call me mom and I answer. Most of the time.
Is it weird that I want to do things just because somebody else is doing them? Let’s not call it copycatting. Or competing. Let’s call it inspiration. You inspire me.
BTW, if anybody out there is doing something really hard that I am not currently doing, please don’t tell me about it. I don’t have time to want it. Unless it is winning sweepstakes and taking tropical vacations.