The Inspiration Bug Bite
Let's play a game.
Step One: Choose a bug, an insect- your favorite bug.
Pause. You must understand how difficult this game is for me, I don't like bugs at all. I choose the Ladybug. Muhaha. I chose the best, huh? I'm willing to share though. Anything with a thorax and more than four legs is just too much. Ok, so Ladybug, with a glossy, dome-shaped red back and black polka dots, perfectly rounded. That's me. Have you chosen yours?
Step Two: Think about the last time you inspired someone. Before you say you've never inspired anyone before, you have. We all have. According to the Cambridge dictionary, the verb "inspire" means
"To fill someone with the confidence and the desire to do something!"
When was the last time you knowingly encouraged somebody to do something; when last did you fill someone with the confidence to do something they've been terrified of, something they thought they were poor at? When was the last time you pumped somebody's chest by the ascertaining their abilities? When was the last time you buzzed around their ears and whispered words of encouragement and then bit them with a fine dose of inspiration! Hehe.
Still don't think you've inspired anyone before? Dear reader, the fact that you read this blog inspires me. The fact that you hit that URL or that link, it encourages and fills me with confidence and the desire to keep doing this! That's inspiration for you there! Bam!
Step Three: Say to yourself, "I Inspire. I am an inspiration, to be more specific, I am an inspirational *insert your fave insect's name*"
For me, I'm an inspirational Ladybug! Now on my way to bite someone. You need to bite someone, guys!
What type of inspirational bug are you? Who are you going to bite today?
Wait, can I choose a fairy? Do fairies count? Who chose the butterfly? Who chose the praying Mantis? The roach is too deep. Cringe. Thanks for reading!
Made for Grey
The sky was overcast, as I walked down to the library about noon today. I was off to return some books. It was beyond grey and the clouds had that stormy, purple tinge to them. As I walked along, I realized a man with a red baseball cap had stopped by the door of his car, his hand on the handle and was staring at me.
It was then I realized that he had caught me smiling to myself, and also that I was walking with a leap in my step. "How odd", he must have thought, in a Victorian accent. "For who is happy on a day such as this? The weather couldn't be less satisfactory!" *Reading too much Jane Austen* (Too much Jane Austen, bah! Like that's possible!)
During this walk, I would come to intensify my delighted gait and the man would continue to twist his neck awkwardly in its rigid axis. I had realized something: I was made for grey days, WE were made for grey days; all of us- we were made for days of gloom, for purple tinges and howling winds! We are the rays on that overcast day, the beam through the clouds, the bubbly in the hushed! We are so lit that we really don't know what to do with ourselves!
We were made for grey! No silly clouds will get us down. We shine bright even on a gloomy day!
Say it with me!
We were made for grey! No silly clouds will get us down! We shine bright even on a gloomy day!
If you could use some rays yourself, try encouraging someone else. You'd be amazed at how suddenly your world would light up! Also try a good book and some milo or hot choc! Goosebumps, baby!
Are you a fan of grey days or sunny days? Not a trick question! Lol. Have you read any Jane Austen's? Don't the characters just come alive and show up in your day? *crazy-book-lover talk*
Fiction-faith in the red-haired woman
Warning: If you haven't watched any season of Game of Thrones and you hope to, note that the contents of this post may contain notable spoilers. Proceed to the last paragraph.
I'm a GOT fan. I make sure I harass my friends on social media with not-so-subtle declarations of this often enough, until their thumbs hover dangerously over the "unfriend" button but still they put up with me. Love you guys! Haha!
For anyone who is not following GOT closely and doesn’t care about spoilers. Here are some quick facts needed to understand this post:
1) Jon Snow is a brave, noble man who we all love; yes, even the male viewers love him
2) Jon Snow got stabbed in the back(metaphorically) and also in the chest (literarily) with the swords of several of his men (He was the Lord Commander of the Night's watch, a group of trained fighters who guard the realm from a mean, zombie army)
3) Jon Snow was pronounced dead last season. Very dead.
4) We love Jon Snow
5) The creators will lose all their watchers if Jon remains dead (or gets cremated)
6) I mean ALL. We forgave them for killing many, many cool characters off (Khal Drogo, Ned Stark, Daddy Lannister, the White walkers' General, Rob Stark, Mum Stark, Direwolf Grey Wind Stark) but not Jon
Now, on the show, is a red-haired sorceress called Melisandre, who led Stanis Baratheon (a prince who staged a coup) in winning many wars and kept feeding him with hope and promises based on visions she claimed to receive from some mystical being she believed in.
I have believed that this fictional character, Melisandre, was able to raise our beloved Jon Snow for over a year, since the last season. Over 365 days. The belief has sat for so long that it has coagulated into something very, very potent. In fact, whenever people came around and wailed,"Boohoo, Jon is dead." I responded rapidly and assertively,"Melisandre WILL raise him." The only reason I believed she wouldn't raise him was if she chose not to.
Here's the catch, I've never actually seen Melisandre raise a person up from the dead but I still believe she can. She has done some pretty neat tricks with her powers. You don’t even want to know. Lol.
You see that I take my fiction a little too serious. This was why I always thought I was a member of the X-men and the 4th member of the Power puff girls.
In reality though, I have a few Jon Snow situations in my life, maybe not so dire but still in need of a miracle. There's only one person that can help me and i know. God. Even though i've never actually seen him do these particular things, i'm certain, without an iota of doubt that he can. I've seen him do very, very neat tricks incessantly in my life and in the lives of others. Already, creating a universe so diverse and yet so wholesome is a pretty neat trick! He is a creative problem solver and let's just say we all have a few problems scattered here and there. God is eager to help us through the diciest situations, he just needs our belief in his ability to sit until it coagulates into something dangerously potent!
When people ask about our "Jon Snows", we must reply assertively, "God has some neat tricks up his gold-hemmed sleeves! I'm very confident he will do it."
How often do you remind yourself that God has your back? Are you a GOT fan? Did you watch the last episode? Who is your favorite character?
This is a letter about being the bigger man. Earlier today*, someone responded to a question I had asked on a social media platform with a remarkably snide remark. Instantly, I took off my earrings, and took my Taekwondo butterfly kick stance. I was ready to attack. I couldn’t believe the number of sarcastic, so-in-context retorts that flooded my head. They were so good, I think I shivered a little.
So good....