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The Inspiration Project

Attention! Attention!

I’m announcing this project again, and I’m calling it The Inspiration Project. This project cannot succeed without YOUR help, devoted readers! Considering the numbers I get on a consistent basis, I know quite a few of you out there like what I do. What I want now is for you to help me do what I do.

What I’m looking for is this: your inspiration. What inspires you? What are you passionate about? What touches your heart, your soul, your mind? Share an image of that with me and explain how it touches you and I’ll write something about it in a respectful way. If I get enough participation in this project I may do something bigger with it so everyone can enjoy it. But I need your help!

Send an email to shilravi(at)yahoo(dot)com with the subject line “Inspiration” and let’s do this! I’d like to thank the three of you who’ve already participated, but I’d like to think more of you are out there waiting in the wings for the perfect time. That time is now!


What Reputation? – The Inspiration Project

One of my oldest friends writes to me about her inspiration for just being who she is:

“I really admire women in books and movies and reality that are not afraid to be who they are. One great example is the character, Lisbeth Salander, in “The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo”. People were kinda wary about her because of the way she looked, but it never phased her. Another great example is Joan Jett. Not only do I love her music, but she’s really confident in who she is. My favorite lyric in “Bad Reputation” is “and I don’t really care if you think I’m strange, I ain’t gonna change. And I’m never gonna care about my bad reputation”. I try really hard to just be who I am and not worry about what people think of me.”


And now, What Reputation?

Feel free to judge me
Even though you don’t know me
You can also love me
Once you get to know me

What you think doesn’t bother me
What you hear doesn’t frighten me
What I do doesn’t affect you
I’ll be me and you can be you

The beauty of life is that we’re all unique
From the soles of our shoes to the fuzz on our cheeks
Why do we judge and make snide remarks
When we all have done something to be pointed out?

For my friend Desi Olson, who is comfortable in her own skin. Why can’t we all be?

Un Poema por Andrés – The Inspiration Project

My cousin Andy writes me about our late grandfather, Andres. Here is what he has to say:

“Our grandfather has always been a great inspiration for me, as a young boy I remember watching him work and being in awe of how tireless he always was. I remember him walking every where he went everyday!! I’m a dreamer and a lover, I wear my heart on my sleeve, I’ll be the best friend you’ll ever have but of you ever fuck with me or mine I’ll be your worst nightmare. I only wish I had a tenth of his will and drive, imagine what I could be……wouldn’t that be a beautiful sight to see?”


And now, Un Poema por Andrés

You came to this world with nothing
Everything you had you earned
You picked their crops and sang our songs
You cooked beans and tortillas for your children

You stood in line for milk and cheese
You gave the sweat of your brow but stood on your feet
You walked miles uncounted to stay fit and so strong
You always had time to let us sit on your knee

Hard work and music filled up all of your years
Your children love and miss you more every year
Now you walk in green fields, guitar in hand
Gracing all heaven with your musician’s soul

There right beside you your wife Sara stands
Our abuela, our madre, holding your hand
Viendo sus niños con puro amor
Alla en el cielo, juntos por siempre

– A very special thank you to my primo, Andy Santos for sharing his inspiration with me. I wept as I wrote this. I’d like to dedicate this poem to all of my tios, tias, primos and primas, as well as my mother and sister.

Sing, Dolly, Sing – The Inspiration Project

So my first taker is my cousin Shelby. Shelby is a HUGE fan of Dolly Parton, and this is what she writes:

It should probably be no surprise as to who my inspiration is.
I can’t find the original image I made, but the first picture in the black and white row.
Now, I don’t know if it will inspire you, and if it does. I don’t know what you will write.
Either way I feel like someone has to know.

Contrary to popular belief, Dolly Parton is not just a pair of tits. I’m sure you know that, I know that but sadly, a lot of people do not.
Our poor president only ranks in 400,000 a year (according to my Government class) while Mrs. Dolly brings in anywhere from 425-600 mil.

See she’s a genius, and I’d really like to know what her IQ is. She only lets us know what she wants us to know about her. She can pick fun at herself, and despite what is dished at her she is still an all around chipper person. Often she’ll say, “I may look like a woman, but I think like a man.” Which works for her. Well, obviously.

Like myself she’s an Artist. A different one of course, hers is vocal and mine is crafts and paints. She’s bold and daring. Some of the music she writes, some of the things she says. (Traveling Thru: A song written by Dolly for the movie Transamerica, which she got protested and hated for.)

I suppose back to my point.. The image the one that is probably my absolute favorite of her. She looks, serious..or saddened. A side of her the public does not see, or rarely gets to see. It’s more than meets the eye, and that image could mean a lot of things.

It makes me feel… well like what I said earlier. More than meets the eye. What I interpret of the photo is probably not what it is at all. She looks exhausted, maybe disappointed… It makes me think of Backwoods Barbie (though the song is younger than the picture). Or, “I hope people realize there is a brain beneath the wig, and a heart beneath the boobs.”

Well, maybe this isn’t what you wanted at all. But, I gave it a shot anyways. If this does not meet the criteria than…you know a little more ._.


And now: Sing, Dolly, Sing

Boobs and butt
Blonde not dumb
Voice and song
Lost in thought

Watch her weep
Watch her sing
Watch her laugh
Watch her win

So much more than you can see
Dolly sing your songs for me
Beauty inside and brains much stronger
Sing out loud with all your power

– for my cousin, Shelby Castro. Thanks for participating!

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