I find that walks tend to be one of the best ways to reflect at the days end. They are a meditative activity that allows my mind to rest. My best ideas seem to come to me while on a day’s end stroll. Almost as if the space I’ve made for my mind to relax gives me a small gift; a little seed of inspiration.
The small offerings a restful walk gives me are often overlooked. I think of the little scents in the air that draws out a well of rich memories. Or the way that the sky looks, or the way that the wind moves. When I allow myself to be human and rest, I find that the world tends to be a bit more magical and mysterious. This allurement will often lead to me bursting into song which in turn will lead to a brand new piece of art (take my song Mutineer for example).
Perhaps the lesson for myself is simple, inspiration is everywhere when I allow my mind to declutter and relax. When distracted by too many things, I end up choking my creativity, like weeds surrounding a young flower. Perhaps the lesson is more complex. Maybe the mental clarity and joy that I get on a stroll affects more than just my creative state but also touches at the very core of what it means to be human; I’m revelling in the creation around me.
In all honesty, I don’t really know. I think I’ll go for a stroll.