Inspiration is the catalyst to change gear, out of a state if inertia. Which I had found myself in recently.
Thus causing a kind of imobilising frustration, in my mind. A consequence of inertia for me was constant mild anxiety. Life isn’t meant to leave you with a feeling, that everything all nebulae or cavalier/carefree. But deeply at balance, which is something to constantly discover. It doesn’t matter if your 20-70 in age or what your culture is, it’s something we all discovering throughout life.
For me the gear change comes/came from the heart. I think for those of us, who find themselves stuck in inertia. It’s usually I’ve found when, I’ve been presented with too many options. As I was considering if I undertook a study or not.
It’s common in society for people to have a social outlet, outside of their work or study. E.g. To be a member of a sports club, or perhaps a music group, crafts group.
In 1997-1998 I had two poems published in a magazine called Giveway, and in 1999. In a magazine called Transmission I had one poem published (which sadly both aren’t in publication any longer).
I’ve done both. Between 1999-2002 I was a member of the NZ Alpine Club. Between 2004-2006 some of the amateur (semi-professional) paintings I did, I had displayed at three seperate exhibitions. Between 2006-2009 I was an active member of NZ Land Search and Rescue. NZLSAR is a voluntary organisation, which is contracted by the NZ Police.