Day 6. This was a fun assignment: Find a quote or a painting or some form of inspiration — and steal it. Make it your own. Attribute it — give credit where it’s due — but don’t be afraid to use it. Let someone else’s work springboard you into your own.
One of my favorite quotes is Goethe’s On Commitment, so I used that to inspire some creative writing. I wish I had more time this morning to continue this; I only had time to knock out one paragraph.
First the quote, then the writing:
On Commitment – by Goethe
Until one is committed there is always hesitancy,
the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness,
there is one elementary truth,
the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans:
the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help that would never otherwise have occurred.
A whole stream of events issues from the decision,
Raising to one’s favor all manner of unforeseen accidents and meetings
And material assistance which no man could have dreamed
Would come his way.
Whatever you can do or dream you can begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
It felt like an impossible situation: leave the mother of his child and risk damaging his relationship with his daughter, or stay with her and risk losing the love of his life. He felt like he was treading water in the middle of a lake that was becoming deeper and more turbulent. Fearing he might drown in the indecision, he closed his eyes, listened to his heart and finally picked a shore and started advancing toward it, slowly and with great effort, as if swimming his way through tar. He still felt like he might drown. Every time he raised his hand out of the water and swung it forward over his head to pull himself forward, he’d turn his head to the side to breathe in and catch a glimpse of the other shore, shrinking in the distance behind him, but if he stopped he knew he would start sinking. Onward he swam. His sorrow from saying goodbye to the other possibility faded as he began to focus on reaching the shore he had chosen. As he moved closer and closer to land, he realized the strokes were easier, the lake calmer, the shoreline welcoming. The universe was abiding and putting his plan into motion.