A Moment of Inspiration

Its a mystery alright...

2009-02-07T12:00:00.002+08:00

I am happy.

I have not much idea on how or why though. But I am tying my best to understand it.

All my life, I've been the type to know what is the right thing to do (guided by God of course) and I always chose that path of doing what is right though it be more difficult.

It would seem that by doing so, one would go through many challenges but at the end of the day would be able to sleep at night in peace and serenity.

But I did not get that for the many early years of my life.

Day in day out it was tests and challenges, sort of like testing my Faith. I often ask myself, if these acts of service I do (spreading the Word of love and joy, assisting youths to be spiritually empowered etc..) will bring joy to my heart, why is it that the tests always seem so much bigger than the joy of doing it?

I could not answer this question for years. But I did not do what was right for the reward but I did it because...there's nothing worse than not listening to your heart..and the heart always speaks what is right.

But as of late..I am starting to feel that joy...that simple heartfelt warmness when I am serving. To see the smile on young ones as they look to you with so much hope and almost no defilement of this modern world. Something within just melts.

I am also currently serving closely together with a number of young individuals who are on the same page as I am. It's great!

Nothing beats doing what you think is right...than doing it with others who also think so.

It's a mystery I tell you. This act of doing what is right.

I prescribe it to everyone. It is the greatest experience of soulful joy one can ever have.

I dare you to experience it.

ps. leave me a comment if you want to know my ongoing commitments to service

To inspire when your down

2009-01-25T23:23:00.003+08:00

I was originally going to write a post full of conflict and very stress inducing to the reader.

Thankfully, I've gone above my lower natures and have chosen to to tell my dear readers, that the sweetness of life, is up to us and does not depend on the things which happen to us.

Here is a story I have come across in the course of my travels in life, enjoy.

There once lived a lady who lead a simple and complete life. She was blissfully married and had a job which was not too demanding. It was complete.

Till one day, her husband passed away due to an accident. Then, her life just started to crumble before her eyes. She was no longer complete.

She had been mourning for months and it had dawned on her that she needed to do something to cure her depression. So she chose to seek out an elderly lady whom was known for her good advice and answers about life.

As she seeked her out, the widow asked the elder how she could overcome her depression. The elder replied that she needed to go and find a certain bean and plant it in her house. The only condition is that that very bean had to come from a house which was purely happy and free from conflicts and problems. The widow agreed and started her quest.

The first house she visited was a huge and lavish mansion. As she stood at the gates, she thought to herself, "This place had to be a home to a very happy family." She entered and had a chat with the family. She soon found out that in spite of their family riches, their children were beginning to become nasty corporate people and the parents were very worried and clueless on what to do. The widow then shared her insight and her own experience to try and help the family. The family thanked her and ask her to come again.

Time for another house.

The second house, looked pretty simple and well to do and so the widow tried her luck yet again. This time the family in the house was actually facing a monetary problem due to bad luck in the family business and the future seemed very uncertain. The widow knew she did not have the anwers but comforted them in any way she could as that was the least she could do. The family thanked her for being so supportive and that said that she was God-sent. An angel.

Maybe third time's a charm?

The widow attempted a suburbian home. Simple life usually have little problems. As she made her acquaintances with the woman of the house, she could notice her sadness almost immediately. The widow had found out that this woman had also lost her husband not too long ago. Being able to relate entirely, she helped this woman to calm her worries and sorrows and just blessing her with a presence of hope.

The widow ended her quest and went back to the elder to seek more advice. She told the elder of the impossibility of finding such a bean for there is no such thing as a home free from troubles. The elder however avoided the question and asked about her journeys. The widow told it with such passion and fulfillment for being able to be of service. The elder then said that therein lies the cure to your depression. That by helping others with their troubles, the widow had soon forgotten her own.

It's a real mysterious thing this...act of helping others. It somehow just brings us joy.

Maybe our problems are not really about us going through a hard time but a hint to us that we have stopped being God-sent to others?

The jurisdiction above...

2009-01-02T01:51:00.004+08:00

"The bounties of God are not bound by our limitations"

I got this quotation when I was attending a talk. I think it is brilliant.

To me, it attests to the awesome power of the Almighty and emphasizes that we mere mortals are on a whole different plane altogether. And I think sometimes if not most, we forget that.

It explains how humans can have inspirational stories and superhuman endeavours. It is sort of like our little peek to this jurisdiction above us.

I'd like to share with you a personal account on one of my tests and there is not much climax to it but bear with me here alright?

My STPM examination was the exam which would determine a big chunk of my life, my further studies. But not the main course of my life, let that be said. So you would figure that I would study extremely hard day and night and drop off all other commitments in order that I may ace this exam.

But I did the opposite.

Instead I became more and more involved in the service opportunities which were coming at me. Such opportunities would be to coordinate human resources in a social development programe in a largely formidable area..all big words..my point is, it was not community service such as 'gotong-royong' but these were serious responsibilities which required serious attention. And to top that off, I joined a group study with a bunch of friends and though some of my smarter friends told me not to because they viewed this bunch as a little less intelligent. I'm sorry but friendship bonds are not formed on academic studies as a base.

Sounds like a recipe for my disastrous future eh?

So let's just skip all the drama and jump to the end. I did considerably average for my exams but at this very moment I am in one of the creme faculties in the longest standing university in my country. And I now have even more chances to serve as a catalyst to development in a community. And last but most certainly not least, I have found the girl of my life whom I know has done so much good in my life that I now know I am a better person because God had granted me her.

It's a true story alright. Not such a bad ending eh?

My dear friends, I credit all of this to the Jurisdiction Above, lest ye underestimate it.

Good day!

May I know your weight please?

2008-12-12T13:29:00.002+08:00

Well, this has been on my mind for some time now. Not the literal weight of course.

How does one weigh maturity? Is it on the job he has? The things he does in life? His age? His sex? His physique? Or merely his thinking?

I think we live in a world where we get distracted...vainly distracted. Especially in an Asian community where one is only an adult when he starts working, where before that, he is just an obedient child who does not know enough to go about this 'world'.

I have a question, does a teacher carry as much weight as a corporate financier in this world if not more? Who has more maturity or are both of them as mature because they both have careers? Now just bear with me a little here.

I serve as a facilitator to a youth program and I tell you its something that is on the rise. More and more young people who have not finish their educations are beginning to arise to help the even younger generation develope their capacities to serve the community.

Now tell me this, can an individual who is involved so very much in the education and development of the young be as mature, if not more, than the corporate officer who handles millions in a day?

Yeah sure, the corporate mogul gives many jobs and he is so well versed with the way the world works in cash flow and businesses which in most time literally keeps families alive. But let me advocate a little about what the teacher does, or what the youth who helps the younger ones do.

An individual who helps another in his or her education since young gives hope to the future, he slowly but determinedly forges the sword which will battle its way through a toughened world but if that sword is tough enough and great enough in numbers, then there will not be a need to use that sword. And that is when we know that the next generation is paving a new and more importantly, a bright future in times ahead.

So mayb this serving youth does not know how best to pay bills or cash flows around the market..but he gives a commitment to the world to make it a better place. Can an immature individual think that and certainly decide on it?

Please comment, I'd like to know how you percieve your weight in the world. =)

Just checking

2008-12-10T22:58:00.001+08:00

This is not really a post.

I just added this hits counter on my right. I don't believe that my blog has got so many hits. And can I control the size of gadgets on blogspot blogs? Please someone comment to help me...

Here's to you

2008-12-10T16:52:00.002+08:00

Okay okay, so I was quite bored at work today because dad took all his engineers with him for an offshore job and left me to take care of the errands and site visits..so when I'm not doing that, it's pretty mundane at work.

So I thought why not blog a little and this time I felt a gesture should go out to all my readers, few or many I really do not know.

You are a lamp which has illumined
many a soul to hopeful smiles,
and I say you must be examined,
for few can go those miles.

You are as the gentle breeze,
on a hot and humid monday,
simple and easy to miss
but takes away the blue'sy grey.

As far as I'm concerned,
you're great from our view,
so would you just stop and listen!
when I tell you to be that great you.

That was just a little something from me to you. Many of us have fallen into this bad habit of NOT lookin at the goodness in people. So why not do a good deed today and tell a friend how much you appreciate him or her? Don't just forward him one of those peachy and rosy mails sugar coated wit teddy bears. Give him a call, just out of the blue and tell him why he is so special to you and how great life is because he is in this world.

Would you not like it if someone gave you that call?

Lest ye forget...

2008-12-02T12:40:00.001+08:00

I have a friend who blogs about people who inspire him, I read a few posts from there and I was like wow, I hope my blog sounds nearly as good as this.

But what hit me more is how out of all the people whom he writes about, he writes about how great they are and how great they can be. What? No juicy gossips at all about them?

I have had some experiences lately which has brought me to a rather sad theory and I am wishing so hard that it will not become a norm.

They say the future always lies with the young. And mostly the common train of thought behind it is because the young have more energy, more spirit and perhaps less commitments....

But I think it's because the young still have sight of a brighter future.

Don't get me wrong, I am not saying that all elderly people are to be blamed for. Try putting ourselves in their shoes, how can they trust a community which harbours killers and rapists or even corporate covetuous stakeholders? It really looks that the world we live in is not exactly the utopia that we have in our minds.

Okay, I am sorry to all my dear readers for bringing you into that glimpse of unhappiness. But sometimes we have to see the other end to appreciate this one. But my next question is,

How can we strive for a better world when in our minds we are perpetuating the old one?

And that is why I think the youths have it better, because the youths have not 'lived' long enough to fall into that 'acceptance' of this world being such a horrid place. The acceptance and even God forbid, the expectance of the grave imperfections of peoples around. Some may call it naive to believe in the nobility of others but I say if we do not start hoping and trusting and bringing out this noble side of men in men, are we ever going to make this world a better place?

Lest ye forget, my dear friends, each one on this good earth was given a chance to serve his fellow men and when you think your friend, your neighbour, your teacher or your children are incapable of rendering that service, you deprive them of that chance. Would you not think that is injustice? to let your fellow brother and sister NOT be able to do the right thing?

I am not saying each of us should let a shady character walk our daughters to school but I'm saying if we see virtues in an individual, let us focus on that and not his lack of it.

Let us not punish the good for their mishaps but let us magnify their innate perfections.

To

2008-10-25T23:46:00.003+08:00

This an attempt to honour Kipling's 'If' (with my own twist of course)

To help your fellow man because it brings him ease and joy,
to smile at a cleaning lady and say thank you to acknowledge her sublime station,
to tell a friend you are grateful to have him as a friend for the sake of saying it out loud,
to listen to your parents because they are responsible for the becoming of you,
to wake up each morning and feel blessed to have another chance at helping better this world,
to take in loud voices and unsettled minds because you can and because they need but not want,
to find that the only way to my happiness is when I see yours,
to know that what I do or say DOES make a difference,
to make ends meet and know that's all you need,
to read the news and find reason to live to persist, not exist,
to eat like yesterday's was enough and today's enough for another,
to look at someone and feel them not see them for who they are,
to speak as if words are not enough as deeds replace,
to know your purpose in life, and to strive to know if you don't,
to say thank you to God, family and friends, strangers and enemies, because they deserve it,
to stand up in what you believe in and remain..for nothing less,
to read this poem not to be a fan but to take all that you can.

Where was I?

2008-10-24T20:22:00.002+08:00

I think I was suppose to let my dear readers know what I find to be the meaning of my life...

I find meaning when things are not routine,
I find meaning when days don't just pass by,
I find meaning when each moment is worth living,
I find meaning when I've learnt the will to fly.

Still seems a little vague eh?...well that's what poetry usually does, shortened and sweetened things..

Just the other day as I was walking back to my residential college, I started thinking about how routine a life of a varsity student is. That you attend classes, participate in college activities to either stay in or just for the experience and mix around. My residential college supplies food at certain times of the day, hence all the students will eat at the same time. What perplexes me the most, is how everyone can do that for an entire semester. Maybe there is spontaneity in their daily routines when some big activities are up. It's like a drug shot, you take a hit and it will last you for a few moments, only thing here is that a shot here will last you to the next one (which is not too far away). Quite a system I see has been inculcated to make the varsity student life a little worth living. For me, there's no meaning to it, if there's no high purpose to it.

Often times, my seniors ask me why am I so busy since I do not participate in much college activities and they ask whether my coursework is so loadful. I say no and explain that I'm involved in social programmes outside of the university. And that's where I find my purpose and meaning in life..

The other day I was having a chat with my working friend and he said its usual for almost every individual to go through that phase in life, where one questions his purpose or just simply put, his priorities.

Mine lie in striving to make this world a better place. Sounds cheesy eh? Well, the difference between the beauty pageant queen and workers for a cause, is that the latter have an entire framework of action to abide by. But so complicating right? When you can look to the end of things, it can be as simple as saying, "Hi, how's your day? Let me buy you a cup of coffee and you can tell me all about it. =)".

I'm very grateful to have come across this framework of action and rest assured I did not come up with it by myself or was it just conceptualized by some guru who sat isolated at the top of a mountain. It came from years of learning and experience in social and spiritual development of communities and I for one truly believe it is the remedy for what humanity is going through today.

Hmm, looks like I've become too verbose again, perhaps this framework of action i believe in shall come in the next post...

Have a great day ahead guys!

It's been a while, and time to reconcile...

2008-10-24T01:22:00.002+08:00

So since I've taken such a long time to post here, I've got to get back to my rhythm of penning down my 'lightbulb' moments or lessons in life.

Therefore, I shall just be writing this post from whatever it is that comes off the top of my head just to get into groove again.

I've caught a flu these past few days and it really has impaired me from being me so to speak. Today my lecturer (YES, I'm in UNI now!..that's how long I have not posted here) asked me to present one of my written assignments in class today...impromptu!...Apparently mine was one of the few worth mentioning to him and the others, so happen that their authors were absent, so I was the only one available...and I think he kinda likes me because I not as withdrawn as the other students...hehe. but that's another story altogether.

So up I went to present, though I presented something totally different and was not too satisfied with myself because of the lack of preparation and my voice not sounding fluent (maybe not even coherent?). But of course the lecturer appreciated it and my coursemates clapped because it's a pretty big deal for someone in my course to present in class which I think is real sad.

Then I started thinking to myself, why am I not captivating when giving a presentation?...then I remembered what my girlfriend said to me some time back...qouting off someone else...

"Every master was once a disaster"

Cool quote but you just got to hate the truthfullness of it eh? So when am I get going on my way to become a master? Because I do see myself with things to tell and I do have a way with words but it doesn't come out just as nice in my speech as in my writing. Maybe it's in the tone, facial expression and overall facade or manner?...I hope to start rectifying any of this soon as possible, it will do wonders to my confidence, though I think that doesn't need much boosting, maybe a little toning down though..hehe

But all in all, all these thought provoking thought trains has made me feel that life is worth living, that life is worth exploring,worth venturing, an adventure you make it to be.

Earlier today also I was telling one of my coursemates my other plans to make money while I am studying and gaining working experience in the related field as well, she was impressed but I just said that I have to do it, because studying for 4 years straight is a bit of a drag to me.

And lastly, what meaning is there to all this?...striving day and night, falling sick for these reasons,...are they reasons of grandeur?...how long can that make you go on?..Surely there is a real reason behind it, one worth holding on to, one worth saying it to others and more importantly...to yourself...I think I have found that meaning....

Alright guys, seems that I've got my groove back!...Tune in soon for the next post..then I shall pen down my 2 cents of the meaning I want my life to carry...

Drop a comment before you go yeah...Have a great day ahead guys...to 'lightbulb' moments as they often come and left unsung!...

Good, gracious me

2008-07-20T19:11:00.003+08:00

Ah well, it has been more than a month since i've last posted!

Been real busy with all this settling down with varsity matters, (especially gnawing at you when you have to switch between universities and with the uncertainties of what degree programme you will be offered).

But I am not going to post here about how hard and tumultous (emotionally) a time I had in those few weeks. Rather it has given me an increasing sense of gratitude and love and respect for God and my loved ones.

Each morning I try to do some meditations to clear my mind and see who I am today and who I shall be in the future (It really helps, message me if you want to know how). And in the course of these meditations my sense of gratitude is so overwhelming. I am a very blessed individual - till its humbling, but not a sense of unworthiness.

Just the other day my girl said to me, "I think you have very good karma". And of course i queried why and she of course pointed out the obvious but to me it was ever so elusive.

So here is a list of things I am grateful for :

1. Being a Baha'i - knowing God and being able to serve in His name.
2. Spiritual education since I was young
3. My family
4. My girlfriend (much emphasis here as my life is sharply on the rise because of her)
5. Friends of many sorts
6. The challenges I have faced and yet to overcome
7. Those divine interventions (ask me personally for what they are and you will be amazed)
8. My future victories
9. The chance for being taught many a lesson

Of course the list is almost endless if I go into details so I decided to end at the last single digit number.

I sincerely hope it does not come out as me sounding proud (or unworthy) but me sounding ever thankful for all that has happened and is to come. Perhaps it may seem trivial to few that I do such listings...all I have to say to them is - being grateful is the acceptance which draws more blessings.

I bid you all farewell and a blessed feeling for the person you are today. I feel it my solemn duty now to share my life experiences here as a statement of my gratitude.

God bless all of you.

The one thing...

2008-05-13T22:38:00.002+08:00

What makes something special?

What makes someone special?

The other day my very dear friend sorta mentioned that I am abit of a perfectionist which I quite disagree with at first because a perfectionist to me is someone who is never satisfied with what they do and expects others to be of the ilk. However, she clarified to me that she did not mean that and was trying to say that I always strive to do things which are of my own standard. And further mentioned that it is great when it is inspired from the heart but sometimes because I want too much from myself, it sometimes gets translated more from the mind than the heart.

So I then started to tell her about that 'one thing' (it's just too hard to describe in words)

Since my younger days as a child I was very much (and still am very much) influenced by the Baha'i teachings (that's my religion by the way, look it up at www.bahai.org if you are interested). And what really struck me the most was how in every principle mentioned in this faith, it had that one thing, that one defining thing that made it unique. Such as a unique solution to one of the world's problem and that's what I love best from the teachings of this religion of God.

However, my point is not to preach here. So I guess from then I too imposed this 'one thing' in my life. It is not exactly the 'X factor' because this one thing can come from anywhere. Call it a recognition of beauty perhaps. It may come from the pieces of art I make or from anything I listen to or from anyone I see or meet or just hear of. It is that feeling...that 'one thing' where once u come across it you know its right and that it is special and unique.

So whenever I endeavour to create something I have this gut feeling which tells me whether it has the 'one thing' or not and I will always try and try again and not be satisfied untill I see that that 'one thing'. If I do not see it, I won't like it.

And somehow I believe everyone has their own 'one thing'.

Maybe it is that connection we have with God or just our innate ability to appreciate beauty when we see it.

The 'one thing' is my standard of excellence. What's yours?

Taking that extra step

2008-05-05T21:52:00.004+08:00

I noticed some time ago that athletic runners (for the not too short and not too long distance lengths) have a pace when they run and one would figure that by the time they reach towards the end, they would be dead tired. But it is only towards the end that they begin to sprint and that final burst of energy just seems to manifest out of pure human spirit.

I guess in some abstract way I have been living my life in that sense.

I most of the time have that urge to go that extra mile when I can just stay put. But it's more than just that too I suppose. Take for example a good deed such as giving way to an old woman who is balancing her shopping bags and making her way out of the bus. Yes, stepping aside is good. But would not helping her with her bags be even better?

Ok, maybe that is a very simple one-off example and is hard to come by....or so we would think.

See, that's exactly what taking the 'extra' step is, you have to think about it because its extra-ordinary.

Maybe when you practice doing 'extra' good deeds it gets easier to do so. But then the question arises whether it is enough? Somehow within us there is that feeling of wanting to do good things and the sincerely great deeds.

We've just lost touch with it.

The other day I attended a conference in which they had showed a talk from TED.com (a good site to find great talks) and the speaker put forth one very interesting question.

Are we existing or living?

I notice that in our politically correct essays on how to make the world a better place, there will always be one very general point...to launch awareness campaigns. To make one aware means to just let one know of something and leave it as that. For matters like global warming, so many parties are speaking of awareness campaigns to battle this crisis. And so the public is aware of it.

Is that enough?

One of Al Gore's consequent talks after The Inconvenient Truth is regarding consciousness. Mere awareness is not enough anymore, we as humans must be conscious of what our responsiblities are and do something about a problem which urgently needs attention. Not just be aware of it and agree to it.

Still thinking that a chance for taking the extra step is hard to come by?

To know of a problem and not do anything about it. Is it enough?

On a lighter note...

2008-05-02T20:08:00.003+08:00

So my last post was on a rather subdued and solemn note so I guess I shall be writing of sunshine this time around.

Is it possible for one to always see sunshine? To always have a smile on one's face in trying times? Or just to keep your head levelled while others about you are losing theirs? (yes, I paraphrase Kipling here)

Well, I live by a principle where if one is always serving or just choosing to do what is right...then he shall be a happy person. When I say serve, I do not just refer to community service like examples but from minute deeds of good faith like holding the door for a lady whose hands are occupied with shopping bags to more meaningful endeavours like joining the fight against global warming. If one is always doing such things which make he feels is the right thing to do, how can one not be happy? An idealist question way up in the clouds perhaps but of recent days even I am beginning to doubt it.

However, I am also a strong believer in the will of man.

It is almost too true that life is full of ups and downs and that usually implies that a person too will have to follow that pattern in leading his life...But not if his will can help it!

What happens to us and how we react to what happens to us are two very separate things. What happens to us has already happened and there is nothing we can do about it. So be it good or bad, it is already out of our control. But how we react to it is totally within our power and choice. A bad situation may dawn upon us, but that does not mean we cant reply it with a smile.

Maybe sometimes its just too hard to smile for just too many things are bogging us down. My dear friends, choose to smile and you will. And if you can't do that either, go in front of a mirror and just force yourself to smile at yourself. Just the thought of you smiling will make you whole again.

A smile is a curve that sets everything straight.

Sunshine may not be our favour each day but it is ever potent within us to cause it to rise forth.

So is it possible to be sunshine 24/7? Your answer to this question will determine that possibility.

Can you give me some advice?

2008-04-30T20:42:00.003+08:00

Today a friend of mine asked me for advice on how to give advice to someone else.

At first I looked at the situation in a wholly objective manner such as the problem itself and who is the person being advised and all. Then my thoughts started to go on the negative as if I was sort of judging the party which is to be advised (in my head that is). So I did not like where my thoughts were leading me and I chose to follow another train of thought...I told myself that I would advise as if I did not know the person who was to be advised.

I told my friend that the advice can be what one thinks best but it is only as effective as it can be if it comes from the heart of a caring friend and not the mind of an intellectual moral police.

Usually I have given advice before and at times when I was not even asked for it (and of course I learnt the hard way not to do that anymore) but usually I get what I deserved because i had unconsciously cultivated an attitude called 'holier than thou'. This term plainly means that I give advice on the terms that I think I am a more holier person than the advised.

And I think every now and then each one of us falls into this trap.

Nowadays I think twice whenever I give advice and whenever I do I try my very best to let only one thing be my beacon of guidance - my care and compassion for the other.

Perhaps there would be no point in advising when you are doing it half-heartedly or merely because it just seems to be the right thing to do at the time. Only do it when you mean it. People are more susceptible to the heart and soul rather than the mere words from a practical mind. And once the heart is in the game, you can see that it influences everything being said and done in order for that very same advice to be effective. Perhaps I should end this post with the last thing I told my friend.

Let him hear it from your heart as a caring friend and not from the words in which you speak.

Of a welcome and a polite urge

2008-04-29T21:51:00.000+08:00

When I was first asked if i were into blogging some years back when it was a catching-on trend, I gave a neutral reply saying that blogs did not show forth proper use of English and was merely a diary or journal of someone pouring out their negativities...I was of such ignorance back then.

Well thank God I am more mature these days. But I did not mention the short anecdote above for dramatic purposes. It is a sign or rather an introduction (which I hope won't be forgotten) to my future posts in this blog.

My dear fellow readers, this is my blog but I would not like to attribute it to my name. But rather let it be that instrument which serves to inspire all its readers.

Does that mean that I think I am worthy of inspiring others? Hopefully it did not come off that way for I see it rather differently. As you can see from the first paragraph up there, I too am a rather fallible human being and if there is anything in which I would take pride in (God forbid), it would be that posture of learning which I am trying to cultivate in myself.

I have this feeling that when a person undergoes certain trials or challenges, there is always something to take out of it, hence it is ever so important to have a posture of learning within us so we can take the most out of our everyday lives.

And would it be so wrong for those lessons to serve as inspirations to others?

Therefore, here is my solemn vow to you that this blog is where I shall translate my life's lessons (be they from trials or moments of epiphanies) into becoming an inspiration to all those who set their eyes here...or at least this is me trying.

However, I also must note that I hope there are others like me who blog to inspire and for those of you who think you can't...you can.

Inspiration does not linger on the elite or downtrodden but rather in all of our hearts when we listen to it.