Whenever I get a bit of TV time I find myself being bombarded with cookery shows, including Jamie Oliver, Gordon Ramsay and Hugh Fearlessly Eats It All, to Master Chef and a plethora of cookery competitions. Then if I try to turn over and widen my viewing choice I’m depressed to the point of giving up by the news of (so many) UK riots and foreign wars, nuclear fallout, devastation, tsunamis, politicians and our failing economy. Even though I rarely watch TV I’m finding myself exhausted by it. So I thought I would look at things through a different window, and get some food for my soul. Basically I’ve decided that for a while I want to think only about those people who inspire me, and use it as food to replenish my soul and help cure my fatigue of what’s going on outside my little bubble.
For me there are the usual inspirations like Helen Keller, Katie Piper, Richard Branson, Winston Churchill, Nelson Mandela, Dalai Lama, John Lennon, Audrey Hepburn, Anita Roddick and mumpreneurs (to name only a few).
Then sometimes I realise I don’t need to look any further than amongst my friends and family. There are my best friend, Roy, my father-in-law Beardy, my very successful friend Martin, the ‘campervan man’, my sisters who have moved to very different places to make their mark on the world, and my other friends and family who keep me inspired on a daily basis.
Of course my safest place, love, passion and inspiration is my garden. If things get on top of me then all I have to do is sit in a quiet corner and take it all in or get my boots on and make my muscles ache by working the land. It’s a great feeling that’s inspired by a great place. When I was pregnant I would find interesting things to do in the garden to help balance those hormones and let off some steam!
Then there’s the Beach and the people who visit it, and seeing how happy it makes them. The fresh air, open spaces, sounds, smells and treasures we often find there, like a meal, wood for the fire, something to add to the garden, a new friend, a memorable moment, surfing a great wave, or just realising I’ve been laughing and smiling ever since I arrived.
My other place of inspiration is our van. I stay in it with my family, socialise in it, go camping and hang out at the beach in it. I’m giving it a bit of well deserved love and attention at the moment, after all it is 24 years old, and for a van that’s old! It’s a bit of a thank you for boosting my inspiration enough to finish my book. To me it’s truly a treasure, a bit of a rusty retro one, but a treasure none the less.
If I’m really in need of inspiration and life allows it I might travel a bit or revisit my pictures of past trips. I’ve got some particularly amazing scenes of New Zealand which are hugely inspiring to me.
Oh and I mustn’t forget music. I don’t listen to it enough. It has the ability to morph and change shape to fit around any mood I might be in and wrap me up in a warm hug, get me feeling creative and productive or simply gives me a kick up the butt to get me moving when I really need it. Me and the kids are dancing to a lot of Eliza Doolittle at the moment.
So I suppose with all this in mind I’m going to make sure I don’t turn the TV on as often, and if someone else does then I’m going to make sure I turn it off and get them to take a trip with me to my places of inspiration or to meet some of the people I love to be with, playing a little soundtrack as we go. Lets look at it from the point of view of John Lennon.
“If everyone demanded peace instead of another television set, then there’d be peace.”