hi... divaltor here

the source within

Every person in life has a passion for some activity - painting, music, programming, embroidery, woodcarving, writing, and so on. Many began their life's journey by relying on others, observing their work, being inspired by them, adopting their love and enthusiasm.

But gradually, our aspirations, dreams, and interests fade in the endless stream of routine. While living - there are no adventures. Days merge with each other meaninglessly in an endless monotonous flow. From time to time, you take stock, telling yourself: "It's been a year and a half since I've been doing this, a year and a half since I moved to San Diego." And there's no end to it - days and months rush by, leaving only blurred memories.

From time to time, we must return to that moment when we first felt this flame inside. Remember how our hands trembled with delight when we first picked up a brush, a guitar, or sat down at the keyboard. Is this truly the thing that makes our heart beat faster? Forgetting about our inner light, we throw ourselves into the huge bonfire of others' desires, losing ourselves. But it takes just a moment to stop, close our eyes, and remember that very first moment of inspiration - and the flame ignites again, lighting the way forward.

SCR-20241227-tuxr Frieren: Beyond Journey's End

#thoughts