Turn It Off To Get It On
Each day I try to stay inspired.
Ironically, in order to do this I have to turn certain things off in my life. At home I turn the tv off and during the day I turn the radio in my truck off. Both of them sap the life right out of me.
I remember when I was a kid my dad would come home from work and the first thing on the tv would be the 6 o’clock news. He would rant and rave and go off his chump at the state of the world. Which, in some respects is fair enough. My last glimpse at any current affairs was hardly a cheery affair.
Back then I never thought anything of it. Most households were, and still are the same.
These days I couldn’t think of anything worse. The thought of coming home after a long day at work to turn on the tv and be subjected to the evening news would send me screaming out the front door. No thanks.
Instead I turn on hand picked programmes which have content that I’m after.
Whats the difference between me and my dad? He only had four of five tv channels to pick from back then. Today I have the internet.
I get to pick what informs my life. Some folks may criticise me and say I’m living in a bubble; that I don’t know what’s going on in the world. And you know what? They would be right. I live in the most remote city on the planet. I’ve deliberately turned off to the majority and tuned into the few. It feels good.
Podcasts like The Good Life Project, Marc Maron’s WTF?, The Lively Show and Off Camera with Sam Jones. I even gave Desert Island Discs a go because I wanted to hear what the coolest guy on planet earth, David Attenborough listens to.
When Attenborough was asked what it was like to be a cultural icon and the most travelled person EVER his answer was simple and stunning. I may be paraphrasing a little but it went something like this. “Charles Darwin travelled for only four years. The rest of his life he sat and thought.”
Who needs the 6 O’clock news with wisdom like that?
Netflix gives me straight up tv shows, movies, documentaries and indie films all without having to go through the time suck that is channel flicking or paying a ridiculous monthly subscription for 745 channels of…. what exactly? (I would love to see the results of an app that records the amount of time people spend channel flicking.)
All of this with minimal adverts, zero celebrity or agenda. Instead I find out what creative people get up to and how they do it. I try and copy their methods and strategies and adopt it in my daily life. I steal from everything and anything I can get my hands on. I’m now slowly building up a healthy list of inspirational figures from all different walks of life.
Yet tonight, I simply wasn’t up for writing this piece. Inspiration was thin on the ground. The trucking life has been difficult the last few days and I wasn’t feeling like writing at all. I had a few ideas knocking around but nothing was sticking.
Then inspiration arrived from the smallest and most unlikely source. My son, Ethan. A couple of hours ago he took his first steps. Little wobbly steps across the kitchen floor.
If he can learn to walk, I can write this post.