ORIGINAL AUTHENTIC YOU
Monday, April 5, 2021 - daily column #6719
An ingenious idea need not be new nor hold potential for saving the world.
Squeaky-fresh ideas are rarely earth-changing, helpful, or even amusing – their only requisite distinction is uniqueness, that is to say – one person’s original thought. Someone else might have had that idea the day before, or a century earlier, halfway around the world. Or next door.
Original work is most often derived from other work. Original ideas are children and grandchildren of previous ideas. Rarely our own, more often, borrowed from somewhere …
While you can patent an idea, you can’t restrict a thought or any process or recipe for weaving words and whimsy. Any original idea we have today is likely one someone else already had. The more complex or sophisticated our concept, the likelihood someone else already has that idea is high. The question is not who is first, but that original ideas are unique and new – and the newness of that fresh idea in my brain. What I do with it is more important than the idea itself.
The idea, it would seem, matters less than the action taken from that notion. Some days our heads are empty. Some days they are far too full.
Finding an original idea – like finding the proverbial needle in a haystack is rare and random, may poke us hard when we see it. We might suffer pain or injury, frustration and loss, but that’s the price of an original idea. It might be worthless, or it might be the most valuable thing we’ve ever encountered.
There is magic in this process, but it masquerades as fear, there is a healthy elixir in it, but it tastes foul or foreign – but we need it, now more than ever.
This week.
Next week.
We can put it off.
But most things put off are eventually labeled ‘unimportant,’ or ‘too late.’
Writers write. Painters paint. Speakers speak. Words paint pictures, and a voice gives them life. Which leaves me with a conundrum: write words, or read them?
It seems I cannot live without words …
Reader feedback:
Thank you for an Incredible read this morning. So much to garner and learn from your musing today. I never looked at this way before. For years I fought internally with myself with wanting to be alone but yet have some interaction. In the past year and a half since an accident I have really understood what being alone for me was like, but never looked at what it did or how it affected others. Being an Introvert has made it easier for me during the pandemic because I seldom socialized prior to it. I miss the one on one time with people but not group get togethers. I now feel for those Extroverts who are forced to be alone and I can now see from a different set of eyes what they must be going through. Mark today we hope that everyone who needs someone to reach out receives it and that their day is filled with Love and Hope. Happy Easter Mark. May you be blessed today, the same way you do for others. - MJ, Calgary, AB
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