The fact of being influenced by a person comes into existence of a belief of the inability of the influenced mind to accept its own personality, to accept the way he or she was born and the way through which he or she is experiencing growth. Diverting towards a personality other than yours reveals a certain weakness in the person who has chosen to live his life by emulating and by taking refuge into his supposedly ‘role model’ personality. We have all in our life being influenced once or several times by not only persons, but by trends and by beliefs as well, but is it that indoctrinating these things which have a magnetised effect on us proves that we are only moulding ourselves in such a way that we ought to reach the summit of our happiness and satisfaction. Another school of thinking could also hypothesise on the fact that influence is not but only an opportunity to discard our own characteristics and qualities in quest of a new more or less imposing character, which not ours, but ‘leased’ from what we can call as our ‘idol’, our ‘icon’.
Nevertheless, since influence is more or less of the same taste to inspiration, there is a reason to believe that they must be of the same DNA, which is something acceptable. However, the degree of perception seems to be quite reasonable if one take into consideration of the literal meaning. Inspiration is more about accepting oneself, but by reworking our psychological traits, by ‘injecting’ new approaches to create an innovative, holistic and substantial personality which derives from our expectation of renewing oneself; growing from a smaller perspective to a greater one, without sacrificing our existing qualities and without hibernating our initial personality. Inspiration is all about driving oneself to the temple of excellence, to liberate oneself from the lethargic state and to create stimuli for a better growth in the future, but as well as to make the distinction between the black and the white. Inspiration is more about creating a synergy, rather than neutralising the inner self in us, which is referred as a driver of our philosophy, actions, conduct and perception.
Besides, inspiration is sine-qua-non to aspiration. It is very the vital condition for both personal and collective growth, may it be in team at school or at work. Influence is more of a bond, which is of an adhesive nature as compared to inspiration which is of a reflective state and which does not shelter and which does not take the upper hand of our conviction and our identity. The very reason of the existence of inspiration resides in the development of our identity, but not in the extinction of our own personality to the expense of that borrowed from another person. Comparatively, influence is the tip of an iceberg which tries to beget domination thanks to its grandeur, whereas inspiration is more like the newly semi crystallised sea water in the rock which appears to be visible through the granular state, yet wet, hence giving us an overview of the progress which took place, without the dissolving its very origin. Therefore, it is profitable to be inspired rather than influenced so as to aspire in reaching the stars. Accepting oneself in line with our traits is the greatest challenge ever. Speaking of originality, make it a must to be in love with yourselves through adaptation, instead of loving and adopting other’s character.
vendredi 18 mai 2012
The Odyssey, The Adventurer and The Labyrinth, (The business of knowledge; a win-win situation case scenario)
Some years back, on my way to the greatest journey on Earth, which is life, I noted that I have penetrated in a labyrinth. I kept on treading round and round. Everytime and then, after walking for some time, I saw the very same bonsai, without even realising for a moment that I was trapped in a viscous circle.
Doubts invaded me, which in turn gave a golden card invitation to fear. Without any sense of orientation, I failed to find the way out. The walls of the labyrinth were made of thorny plants, whereas the path was that of a treated green glass, which is as soft as cotton. I looked into the sky as a sign of a call and plea to GOD.
My misfortune was that the sun never set, but on the contrary, it was very dark, like the obscurity on a night when the moon has taken leave of the sky. I could barely see the sun, because of the thick cloud. Not even could a single ray of light could pity me and stealthily bring some light at the end of the tunnel, a ray of hope.
Forget about the Polar star, forget about the compass, my only way to get out of this nightmare was to pray GOD. Crying for help! I was all alone, like in a vast desert with only cactus here and there and my only companion was darkness. Giving up was not the solution to my problem. I closed my eyes, trying to recall the way out.
All of a sudden, coming from nowhere, a man appeared. He was shaved-head and was wearing a white cloth with a thin yellow border, like a Monk. His face was gleaming and he appeared to be living for 100 years, yet his face was wrinkleless. He came towards me and like a Leader he only said 3 words 'Follow Me Son'.
P.S Whatever situation you are today, you will not stay in this very position all your life; provided that you never give up and you believe in yourself and you cultivate a positive and calm mind. Being a blessing in disguised, darkness is the only way to help you in seeing light and this is the nature of life.
Be a source of your own motivation, bury negation and give birth to solution and welcome satisfaction. Never surrender yourself to abandonment! A constant cultivation of the land makes the soil fertile and productive, which will in turn gives the planter juicy fruits or fresh vegetables. You nourish the mind and the enlightened mind contribute to your success.
It is the business of knowledge, where only a win-win situation exists!
Doubts invaded me, which in turn gave a golden card invitation to fear. Without any sense of orientation, I failed to find the way out. The walls of the labyrinth were made of thorny plants, whereas the path was that of a treated green glass, which is as soft as cotton. I looked into the sky as a sign of a call and plea to GOD.
My misfortune was that the sun never set, but on the contrary, it was very dark, like the obscurity on a night when the moon has taken leave of the sky. I could barely see the sun, because of the thick cloud. Not even could a single ray of light could pity me and stealthily bring some light at the end of the tunnel, a ray of hope.
Forget about the Polar star, forget about the compass, my only way to get out of this nightmare was to pray GOD. Crying for help! I was all alone, like in a vast desert with only cactus here and there and my only companion was darkness. Giving up was not the solution to my problem. I closed my eyes, trying to recall the way out.
All of a sudden, coming from nowhere, a man appeared. He was shaved-head and was wearing a white cloth with a thin yellow border, like a Monk. His face was gleaming and he appeared to be living for 100 years, yet his face was wrinkleless. He came towards me and like a Leader he only said 3 words 'Follow Me Son'.
P.S Whatever situation you are today, you will not stay in this very position all your life; provided that you never give up and you believe in yourself and you cultivate a positive and calm mind. Being a blessing in disguised, darkness is the only way to help you in seeing light and this is the nature of life.
Be a source of your own motivation, bury negation and give birth to solution and welcome satisfaction. Never surrender yourself to abandonment! A constant cultivation of the land makes the soil fertile and productive, which will in turn gives the planter juicy fruits or fresh vegetables. You nourish the mind and the enlightened mind contribute to your success.
It is the business of knowledge, where only a win-win situation exists!