Who inspires you?

San Jordi car boot sale is my faourite stock hunting ground but after spending four hours dragging myself and my bootie around the racetrack today, I was sun burnt, thirsty, heat struck and lacerated in various areas. I was also a bit peed off due to losing my prescription sunglasses.

On leaving the grounds, I stopped dead in my tracks. There, sitting on a sheet on the ground, was a man with no legs playing the flute. His music was accompanied by a backing track and amplified by speakers. He had his equipment laid out on the sheet alongside a large brolly and his wheelchair. He had just enough leg length to keep himself in a sitting position.

I gave him fifty cents and got back to my car as soon as I could. It took me a few minutes to compose myself so I didn't start crying. I didn't feel sorry for him; I was amazed by him and it really choked me. I was amazed he'd managed to get himself and his equipment there, amazed at his professionalism, amazed by his calm composure, amazed he'd found a way to be independent, amazed by his smiling face....

I've realised that some people are amazed by what I have done and maybe people will continue to find this blog and be amazed. Not everyone will but not everyone would be amazed by the flautist. Some people are amazingly unimpressionable!

Maybe 'amazed' is the wrong word. Maybe 'inspired' is better. If I can inspire people to do things differently to positively affect their lives, my blog has value no matter what anyone else says. Both I and my life are far from perfect but my story could make a perfect motivator to some. Besides, I like writing and even while the blog was on hold I continued to write stories in my mind.

Here is a very useful tool I discovered recently...

http://toolator.com/

Oh.....and my glasses were in my bag ;)