There are times in life when we feel dull, when all the inspiration seems to be gone…

I miss myself in those moments. Yet, I know that I’m never alone. Maybe those are the times when it’s most important to remind ourselves of that.

Even if I sometimes don’t seem to have words at hand to describe myself, my life, how I feel deeply inside or what makes me who I am, I still have an ocean of inspiration around me.

On those days, I have to remember that a small piece of me is in the soft guitar chords and tender voices of the “Kings of Convenience”.

A whole lot of me is in the diaries of Anaïs Nin, my greatest Muse in this lifetime.

I find myself along the pages of Cambra Skadé’s books, that are full of playfulness, magic, sensuality and shamanic wisdom, and in the deeply poetic words written by someone who walks their path humbly and devotedly as part of the “Escola Místican Andina”, but doesn’t want to reveal their name.

I smilingly think of Amélie Poulain and her unique world, in which I feel so much at home, too.

Heidi, the beautiful protagonist in my favourite childhood book, is reminding me that I should never lose sight of the mountains of my dreams, even if they seem far away.

Something of me is in the smoke of sandalwood incense, and in the sensual scent of my Ylang Ylang massage oil from Polynesia.

It’s in the warmth and smoothness of a glass of the Cognac my father gave me one Christmas Eve, and that I sometimes like to share with the part of myself that I call “Uschita Bukowski”. ツ

Even if, at one point in time, I wouldn’t have a single word to describe who I am in my own words, I feel that I live in so many other realms that already exist that I can only feel humble, grateful and blessed, because life has brought me in touch with so many aspects of what feels “just like me”.

I am never alone. We are never alone.

If inspiration seems far, gently remind yourself of what already surrounds you. Not everything has to come always from you. There’s so much manifested already… Let it touch you, and be grateful for that gift of connection.

Where do you find yourself in times you feel lost?

Who or what is mirroring you, fostering you, giving your soul a sense of home until you feel settled within yourself again?

If you could speak to the part of yourself that feels uninspired, what would you say? How could you lovingly soothe or encourage it?