Delayed Inspiration
The other day, I was reading a Blog - Nothing new about this, I read Blogs everyday. I search for them much like a pirate searches for buried treasure…and I found it. Buried Treasure for my Soul. This particular blog really spoke to me and my life. It inspired me. I read on through the archives (maybe 5 or 6 blogs total in there, not many). When I went to the "most recent" which sent me to the latest blog, I was dismayed to find that this person had decided to quit posting. "No one ever reads or cares about what I write anyway" is the reason they gave. It wasn't true. I cared. I had been reading and enjoying everything that had been written. I had been inspired by the writing! When I went to email the owner of this blog….an email address was no longer available as the final blog had been posted back in 2001 . Sigh. I wanted to let them know how I felt, but I could not.
I reflected on this event and came to a conclusion. We all have the ability to move, inspire and touch other lives. We just might not be around when it happens. Sometimes I feel I have no real effect on the world in general and maybe I don't….at this present time. Maybe I'll be an inspiration for my grandchildren or someone I was once kind to or maybe I'll inspire someone long after I'm dead. Someone I never knew or who never knew me might be inspired by something that was started by me. Delayed Inspiration. I love the music of Jimi Hendrix, Cab Calloway, Billie Holiday, Louis Jordan. They will never know how much they mean to me and I have no way of telling them either. Michelangelo, Thomas Edison and Martin Luther King Jr. have taught me to keep striving for beauty and follow my dreams and goals regardless of how things may look today or regardless of how many times I have failed. They are an inspiration to my life.
Our lives, like a stone thrown into a pond, begins a ripple-like effect. We touch others and move others (sometimes positively and sad but true, sometimes negatively) and without our knowledge, a lot of times.
A kind word, a friendly gesture or sometimes even a smile from a stranger can steer me in a different path for the day, without the stranger even realizing what has taken place. Never think that the things you do in life have no effect or purpose, just because you cannot See the difference in your present state of mind or on your current path….you just may be creating a Delayed Inspiration.

2 Comments:
I totally agree with what you wrote about Delayed inspiration. My rolemodel and biggest inspiration is Albert Einstein, but he will never know it. Sometimes, people want to feel important, and if there is no result straight away, they give up. Sometimes, I get angry when I do not manage to do something, but I am rather strong-willed. I have read somewhere that it is also called "bulldog tenacity". I just want to say that I think it is a very great post.
Just a small remark on your post on Rosemary Kennedy and lobotomy. The portuguese doctor that 1st performed it (and won the Nobel Prixe) was named Egas Moniz. That procedure was not created to treat this kind of cases and he only used in very severe cases of schizophrenia in which the patient might put his own life in risk.Freeman was the one who started using it freely.Egas Moniz stood against that till his death (1955). It wasn't even performed the same way.
That's why it was hardly ever used in Portugal and widely popular in the United States.
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