Do you feel it?

Why is it that the simplest things can make me so happy?

Don't get me wrong, the more complex things in our world are wonderful [internet, iPods, microwave ovens, etc.], but they can't seem to make me as happy as a daisy, or a smooth piece of chocolate, or a lovely print on a piece of fabric, or even smiling at a stranger.

It's so easy for everyone to get caught up in "the rush" of life, and never slow down and look around. How many times have you looked back and wished you had done something differently? I know I can't even count that high. So I decided to make a change in my life and begin to stop and notice my surroundings, to appreciate things for the way they are.

Anything around me could be the inspiration I'm starving for.

Inspiration is my everything.

So why not keep looking for it?

Looking out my window, the sun is halfway down in the sky, ready to begin setting. It's so bright that I can't even look out for long without hurting my eyes, but it's so beautiful. That's what I feel like when I've been inspired. Like a giant ray of sunshine is radiating through me, and I have to find some way to let it out. I like to let that inspiration swirl around in my head for a while, then turn it into something beautiful.

For example, I've been inspired by looking at some beautiful photographs of simple displays that just make my heart soar. Such as this one:

[I don't own it, I got it off of Flickr]

But it makes me want to go reorganize some of my pretty things into a display like this.

And so with that, I think i will.

Birthday cakes and snowflakes,
Just another girl.