When inspiration is hard to find

I think of “inspiration” as positive energy or experience – finding something which can motivate one’s soul into action, creativity, sharing or meaningful encounters. Whether preparing a new recipe, writing a note on someone’s birthday card, participating in a meeting, or choosing a shirt to wear, I reach down into my heart every day hoping to find a little inspiration to fuel my routine. Doesn’t everyone?

But what happens when inspiration is hard to find? When the mystique of daily life seems hidden behind the clouds and a pall of terror hangs in the air? Or when the plight of many shakes us to the core as people – neighbors – endure violence and disaster, both natural and man-made? I don’t know about you, but my very worn, go-to black clothing speaks subliminal volumes as I muster a smile to disguise my perpetual mourning in a chaotic, often distressing world.

Solidarity. Prayer. Charity. I wonder if inspiration can be found in these natural human responses.

I think so. When we step out beyond ourselves, the chemistry of inspiration tends to flow wildly downriver, encouraging us and those around us.

Pope Francis used a phrase that I like – a revolution of tenderness. (Evangelii Gaudium 2013)

It is inspiring, isn’t it? Well, I suppose there can be all kinds of interpretations, but I view it as a call to transform our hearts – to think with our hearts, and love with our brains.
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Notice my more positive view of the noun “revolution.”  Sure, the list of synonyms for revolution threatens any sense of peace but because revolution is paired here with tenderness, I think it’s a signal to stir a revolution in one’s own heart, accepting a challenge to find a little love and let it inspire you. Then, mystique returns.