Eric's Sunday Sermon; That Which Is Inspiration
It seems it is time to talk about inspiration. Many people never allow themselves to be inspired. Creativity is like a religion to them. If it is not straight up provable and what they consider logical then it is faith based and no good. This author is incredibly well read and knowledgeable about logic. You do not get degrees both undergraduate and graduate in philosophy and jurisprudence without getting logic, including mathematics and evolution notions.
Now that just above seems braggadocios possibly. It is not meant that way. But I will not care if you so take it. Perhaps and maybe that is a good way to figure it. Point is that my education and continuing education like licenses and certificates puts me in about the top .5 educated people in the whole world. The fact that the psyche docs call me a genius is more of a handicap than blessing. Shouldn’t I use that to make money?
There is a teacher that I have. Maybe a preacher or maybe a guru or maybe a medicine man. He does not label himself. “I do not want to be rich, they are unhappy.” Strange but that is logical.
It is as a teacher he tells to stop thinking so hard. Seems he is suggesting that he thinks money and fancy pantsy logical and fancy pantsy degrees and such need to be put into a bag in the closet. I ask if I just stop relying on it but keep it in my knapsack on my back. Without question of time or thought the answer is clear. “carry it on your back?” (This is embellished a bit for the words were more strange)
Yes that Rabbi was a young child not an old person. That was kind of a point of the reference to “degrees” above. Learn from an old person and you get opinions. Learn from a child and get questions. Better questions than achievement.
Writing right now is sour. Time to quit and close eyes and breath well for a once upon a time. 10-10-10-10-10. Breath in for ten, hold for 10, Breath out for 10 and then hold that. Once more. And repeat 10 times. Then do it fully through your nose. Then rotate blocking either side of the nose. And then smile for 10 and relax for ten and repeat.
I Just Like It
I was getting some advertisement about something call Grammerly I think. Wow! To my mind writing is an expression of thinking. Anyone who reads my dribble knows I bastardize out English language. (note it is not “our” it is “out” a point to be made by misspeaking or maybe not?) But a machine corrects your thoughts? Go figure. I understand it helps people advance at work and get better grades in schooling. (note again I use “schooling” instead of “school”.) You simply are not being schooled if an AI writes for you. This struck me as funny. A poet or song writer using this Grammerly thing. LoL.
Now if you are a normal kind of folk you will find this odd. On Friday and Saturday I write a sermon. The one I finished yesterday was about Bowing. Good stuff including the notion of the Viennese Waltz. To damned cerebral. I don’t do cerebral in or on sermons. It screws them up.
My teacher and I were talking all funny yesterday. He related what he had learned which is so right. “Think before you do.” Of course and yes and yes. So I queried of him if I was all wrong in “doing before I think?” The answer was quick and direct as he took off to ride his bike. “Depends on what you are doing.” Of course his humor ruined the moment. “Depends, like diapers.” And yet it did not. Yet it raised the issue of a safety net when you do without thinking first.
Rabbi people can really piss me off.
Inspiration is not so cool all the time. Take my word for it. In the kitchen making a simple dinner and the thought strikes you cold and hard not warm and fuzzy. You have no choice but to rush off to pen and paper. 3 O’clock in the morning and a solution to an issue comes to you. Sure just roll over and go back to sleep?
Lack of inspiration when you write inspirational stuff is just as crappy. Not writer’s block just a lack of orange juice on a Sunday brunch. Personally I do not really do inspiration much. Strange but inspiration does me. Who am I to argue with the grand scheme of things? Well not today or yesterday at least.
“He was inspired”? Can inspiration be in the past tense? I think not. Either you live in love or not. Either you allow inspiration in or you do not. Just think of it “I was ‘in love’ yesterday but not today.”
Close Your Eyes
Peace Be Upon You
True inspiration is thought of as an outside to inside deal. Well love and inspiration do not work that way. They are inside to outside deals. Growing inside. I get out there and think too much. My inspiration come from blocking the brain. Perhaps now you see that the beginning here was more about a handicap than a blessing. My son’s brain races sometimes. Poor him. But if we talk through it, it works out. We, inside change who we are. You properly say that we cannot change who we are. But is that true?
All you have is 50-100 trillion cells (that´s 100,000,000,000,000). Now it is thought that about 300 million cells die every minute in our bodies. And someone tells me that inspiration and love cannot change within us. Admit it that is laughable. 100 billion brain cells probably up or down a bit and we lose or gain some. I do not change? Inspiration and love change those factors. Most brain function is like senses of which there probably about 15 (not our 6 as referred to, for example, like a dog I can sense your fear)
I have been told that because I stimulate my brain functions in creativity, prayer, meditation and intellectual search that unlike a normal 60’ish I am not losing brain cells but still growing them. That stuff is trippy like cray cray. Let’s get our inspiration!
I am one lazy SOB. I “work” in my garden and lay in the dirt to smell it and “stare” at the son with my eyes closed. (Oops I used “son” instead of sun. The Sun is a son of God, she inspires me) I asked my elder teacher if I was inspired to be lazy. He who holds degrees including philosophy and art told me that either I was a giver or a taker. Not a real good answer I thought. 33 year old sons/suns act as such. I reckon I hope I am a giver here rather than just taking your time. Maybe we cannot give to all and so we should settle for the few. My wife loves my contribution. That inspires me from her inside my love. I wonder if I mean “my” love in the possessive or otherwise. Don’t look at me for an answer there.
So we “break-down” a shotgun. Mossberg is mine of choice. We also break-down our heart and inspiration. We take the danged thing apart and become inspired by love’s beauty within us and never with out us.
Yet love from others inspires us to love others more deeply.
Life is really good.