Here I am at 730am on Monday morning and I’ve been awake since 230am. Why? Well, some of you will understand that the creative impulse knows no time!
Surprisingly, it’s quite a lovely part of the day; watching the changing light is so beautiful. And as I look out the window from my desk, the sun is already stretching well into the morning sky.
What have I been doing for the past few hours? I’ve been writing to my ideal reader… And I wonder if that person is you?
It’s such a precious process coming to write for my reader. I closed my eyes and there she was… her life unfolding before me. A character who is leading me to answer her questions, help her overcome her fears, guide her in her spiritual unfoldment, and reassure her that she is not alone.
And as the creative juices flowed, I reflected on the people who have helped me along the way; a number of whom were schoolteachers.
When I was home in Adelaide recently, I went through all my books, passing on hundreds to charity and retaining custodian of many. I brought a few back with me too. One of these you may be surprised to hear, was Spike Milligan’s ‘Puckoon’.
For those of you who have never heard of Spike, he was a British-Irish comedian, and I have to say, I would not have thought to buy one of his novels. But, this wee gem came my way in the mid-1980s from a temp English teacher who had a gentle, caring way about him, and it gave me succour in a year of teenage angst.
That blessed teacher wrote in the front of the book, and his words remained with me throughout the years:
‘Dear Karolyne, All the best for your future – remember anything you want to do you can do. This book should make you laugh – I hope so. Love… ‘
I had thought the book was lost so imagine my delight when I found it at the bottom of a box in my parents’ garage.
Reading the teacher’s message again, I wondered about all the ways the Universe conspires to help us.
Small and large moments come along to help us navigate the oft times tricky matter of life. Sometimes the inspiration, guidance, kindness, compassion or generosity that comes to us counters dominant themes in our life that may not serve us best.
I’m sure if you had a think back, you’ll remember at least one person who gave you a precious gem to hold to at a time you needed.
Of course, we may not have seen it as the gift it was then; hindsight can make rich something that once seemed everyday.
Considering the words, gestures, books, guidance I’ve had along the way, I’m inclined to make a scrap-book or a memory-inspiration board out of them.
We’re exposed to so many quotes, inspiring sayings or motivating words from complete strangers, given credence because of their fame and popularity. But what of the everyday person – the parent, friend, employer, shop-keeper, taxi-driver, florist, bartender, librarian, dog walker, person on the street… schoolteacher… What of the wee gems that the average person passes onto us…
Let us remember them today. Let us remember the gift they gave, and how we were brightened for it…
Social media is not the only repository of best inspiration…
We find that the Great Spirit works its magic through all beings…