I have been struggling with my inspirations lately and I thought the best way to overcome the writers block would be to just .. well .. write. So here I am.
I had an interesting thought while I was at the gym today. Who knew that the treadmill could be such a wonderful source of inspiration? If you happened to check out my Instagram today, you would have seen that I was having a challenging morning. I have been feeling so worried lately. Worried about money, about time, about relationships, about decisions, and about careers. These feelings go round and round in my head, and it makes it hard for me to focus on making choices. Boy oh boy, I was having one of those mornings. So in a fit of fear, I made a post and then I went to the gym to sweat it out. What a blessing that turned out to be.
You see, while I was running I had a moment. I finally had a moment where my mind was clear of every single thought other than music blasting in my ear, and then it hit me. I realized that our lives are made up of small moments. I have had this thought before, but this time it was different. It was so clear to me. The grand scheme of things, of life, is just one giant picture comprised of teeny tiny pixels. I realized that when you zoom in really close, it turns out to just be our day to day lives. So I had a small moment of satisfaction realizing that going to the gym everyday is a small victory for me. I gave myself a (really) sweaty pat on the back and kept it moving. But when I sat down on my couch this afternoon, and stared at this blank page, closed my laptop, and opened it up again, I realized that I just had to put something down on the “paper”.
I really only have control over these tiny moments. In one moment, we’re working out and eating healthy and blogging. In another moment were slaving away at work, saving money, and planning trips. In another, we’re crying, alone, we’re sad and lonely, we’re feeling discouraged. All of these moments, we combined them and they become us. The only thing we have power over, are the decisions that we make in these times of choice. When you’re having a hard morning, do you skip the gym? Do you decide not to write? Well … no. If I keep writing, I will get better. If I keep traveling, I will find what I’m looking for. If I keep posting, more people will read. If you keep at it, something will eventually come of it. And although I may not know what the big picture will one day look like, I have an idea in my head about what I want to create. So with that in mind I will keep writing, and I will keep going to the gym. If I’m going to travel the world eating and blogging … I’ll also need be really fit.
So, this is my pixel for the day. I’ll see you all back here tomorrow, bright and early for the next picture.