It was pretty funny when Chris and I were first talking about me coming over to write a guest blog, because we were trying to pinpoint a topic together.
I didn’t have anything to pitch and he was open to anything. It’s not that we’re the wishy-washy types, we’re just excited to write about so many things.
The world is a vast playground and choosing something inspiring can be difficult for people like us who are easily romanced by our surroundings.
I started this monthly series last November called “The Life Enthusiast Chronicles” where incredible humans from all corners of the globe talk about what makes them feel alive.
I’m excited to have Chris as my guest in March, because his spirit and energy exude Life Enthusiast.
Luckily, he reeled my crazy enthusiastic self in when he said: “Maybe you can discuss how being a life enthusiast has influenced your writing.”
And, I said: “Heck, yes!”
Phew! So, here we go.
A lot of my time is spent in awe of the world we live in. So much that it can be overwhelming at times and I have to calm down to avoid exploding with emotion.
Everywhere I look, I see a story.
One day I was walking through downtown on my usual commute to work. The chaotic morning — the cars and the buses, the honking and the shouting — all seemed to be in slow motion as a blind man with a cane approached me.
Though the holidays were a ways off, he was whistling one of the most beautifully haunting renditions of “Silent Night” I’ve ever heard. As he passed me, I was privileged to feel his wonderful energy that he carried with him down the street.
And, it changed me for the better somehow.
I know I’ll never forget him, this stranger that couldn’t physically see but saw something the rest of us didn’t.
We live in a busy world, where everything moves rapidly and half the time we’re just trying our best to keep up. But when we pause to breathe it all in, we finally see the magnificence we often forget to look for.
When I write, I take everything I’ve seen, heard, and felt and try to create a symphony of life.
There is laughter
There is music
There is movement
There is humor
There is art
There is nature
There is love
How can we not be enthusiastic about all of that? My only hope as a writer is to capture as much of this exquisiteness as I can…and share it.
Thanks so much, Britt! I’m glad to have had you here, and I hope you all enjoyed her post!
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