Category: the world in my eyes

Das Inspirationsloch. /The Inspiration Disaster

Kennt ihr diese Tage wo einfach alles was ihr an Ideen habt furchtbar ist?
Ja. Die kenne ich auch. Noch gestern Nacht fand ich meine zahlreichen Ideen so umwerfend, dass ich aus dem Bett hüpfen und direkt in die Tasten schlagen wollte. Auch am Tag davor und dem davor fand ich die Ideen noch gut.
Jetzt aber eben nicht mehr.
Wahrscheinlich finde ich sie morgen wieder gut.
Aber nicht nur das, es fühlt sich auch an, als hätte ein schwarzes Loch alle meine Erinnerungen an meine Reisen und an gesammelten Erfahrungen geschluckt.

Wenn ich so darüber nachdenke, könnte es daran liegen, dass ich mir gestern auf YouTube den Trailer von “Keeping up with the Kardashians” angeschaut habe. Nur den Trailer und trotzdem hatte ich schon das Gefühl, dass zahlreiche Gehirnzellen just in diesem Moment einen qualvollen Tod erlitten haben.
Die blöde Anfangsmelodie habe ich immer noch im Kopf und hält mich davon ab mir wichtige Dinge zu merken.
So  verzweifelt habe ich heute schon nach einem anderen Thema als dem geplantem gesucht, dass ich kurz davor war eine Ode an die Jogginghose zu schreiben.
Die reinste Katastrophe.

Also beschreibe ich heute einfach mal mein Inspirationsloch, in der Hoffnung, es damit zu überwinden.
Genau genommen brauche ich nur einen guten Einstieg in das Thema, das ich für heute angedacht hatte. Aber der Kreativbereich meines Gehirns streikt.
Nagut, das akzeptiere ich. Als ich gestern den Schreibfluss unterdrückt habe, war es gar nicht happy-dafür kriege ich jetzt wohl die Quittung.

 

Damit ihr einen Weg aus diesem Loch findet habe ich hier ein paar Tips für euch, hoffentlich habt ihr dann bahnbrechende Ideen!

1.Falls ihr nach einer neuen Überschrift für einen Artikel o.ä. sucht empfehle ich:
https://www.portent.com/tools/title-maker

2.In einem Lexikon blättern und die Beschreibung von willkürlich ausgewählten Wörtern zu lesen.
Die meisten von euch, haben wahrscheinlich kein Lexikon mehr, aber einen ganzen Wikipedia-Eintrag lesen ist auch ein bisschen viel verlangt.

3.Durch sein Telefonbuch scrollen um sich an Menschen zu erinnern mit denen man schon eeeeewig mal wieder Kontakt aufnehmen wollte, weil man damals unvergessliches zusammen erlebt hat. (Unvergesslich nur im Normalfall,also wenn man gerade nicht ganz tief in einem Inspirationsloch sitzt).

4.Mit Menschen sprechen.
Für manche scheint das nach einer doch eher radikalen Lösung zu klingen, aber ich schwöre es funktioniert! Sich mit Wohnbenachteiligten (ist das jetzt endlich politisch korrekt genug?), Künstlern oder Reisenden zu unterhalten, kann einem ein Feuerwerk an Ideen bescheren.
Die light Variante davon sind Bücher, Museen, Parks, “Peoplewatching” und natürlich Musik.

5.Das Problem ignorieren. ( Mein persönliche Favorit)

 

Obwohl ich nicht sicher war, ob ich heute was Zustande bringen würde, scheint das ja doch irgendwie der Fall zu sein.
Es ist jetzt kein Meisterwerk, aber auch nicht jede von Da Vincis’ Arbeiten war eine “Mona Lisa”.
Ich hoffe meine kleine Liste kann euch vor einem Inspirationsloch retten oder aus einem rausholen.

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Das wars dann jetzt für heute!
Ihr hört bald von mir!

 

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Do you also have these days when you think that all your ideas are horrible?
Yeah. Me too.
Only yesterday I was thrilled, thinking that my ideas for the next articles were great.
I was so excited about them, that I wanted to get out of my bed (which I usually never want) and start writing.
Also the day before yesterday and the day before, I was enthusiastic about my plans.
Well, NOT ANYMORE.
Maybe, tomorrow, after I have overcome my inspirational low point I will find my old enthusiasm again.
But not only am I suffering from an inspirational low point, I also have the feeling that I have forgotten all of my memories and experiences I have made.

The longer I try to find a reason for the black hole in my head I am beginning to believe it is the fault of the internet. I don’t even remember why, but for some reason I watched the “Keeping up with the Kardashians”-trailer on YouTube.
Only the trailer. But still, I almost felt how lots of my brain cells were suffering from a slow and painful death.
I am still having this bloody melody in my head, blocking up everything interesting and keeping me from reminding important information.

 

I was so desperate that I started writing an ode to sweatpants…
Do I even have to say it? A total disaster.

So that’s when I decided to write about my lack of ideas and enthusiasm.
Hoping that this will finally lead to better ideas or at least a good introduction for my planned topic. That’s all I’m asking for. 
But I accept that the creative part of my brain took a day off.  
I should have done this yesterday, then everything would have worked out as planned. So this is what I get from ignoring the need to write. 
I wouldn’t say I deserve it, but I will deal with it. 

Hoping to be able to save you from this horrible situation. 
So I made a short list for you. My top 5 to find inspiration.

1.My firts point is especially for writers, that are looking for new topics they could write about:
https://www.portent.com/tools/title-maker

2.Go and look for your old lexicon. By looking up random words and their descriptions it is easy to find something one can write about.

3.Scroll through your contact list. Remembering people that you wanted to talk to for soooo long, and remembering the good old times, can wash some of your part-time amnesia away.

4.Talking to people.
That might sound a little radical, but I swear it helps!
Talking to homeless people, artists and traveler is like an inspiration boost.
If that is too much for you, then museums, books, “people watching” and music is the softer version of this idea.

5.And finally my personal favorite: Ignoring the problem!

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Though I thought randomly starting to write, won’t lead to anything much. But it seems that I somehow managed to write something that is not totally awful.
I mean I can’t expect that all of my works are outstanding, or good. Not all of Da Vincis’ pieces were like the “Mona Lisa”.
 I hope my small list will help you out of this unbelievable annoying phase of no-inspiration paired with no-enthusiasm.

Well, that’s it for today.
You will hear from me soon!

 

Books on The Road…

“The world is a book, and those who do not travel, only read one page”
-Aurelius Augustinus-

Today I have a list for you guys.
My Top 10 books to read when you’re traveling or feeling that sense of  wanderlust.
Personally, I would never go on a trip without taking a book. Never. I’d rather leave without shoes.
I admit, that it happens to me that I take too many books, but I prefer it that way. And also I want real books, I don’t like e-books, it’s just not the same feeling.
But what I take on every of my trips and what I strongly recommend will be the topic of one of my next articles.
So here we go now:

 

1.The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry -by Rachel Joyce

2. Das Reisetagebuch eines Philosophen (The Travel Diary of A Philosopher)-by Graf Hermann Keyserling

3.Alice in Wonderland-by Lewis Carroll

4. In 80 days around the world-by Jules Vernes

5.Eat,Pray,Love- by Elizabeth Gilbert

6.Tschick- by Wolfgang Herrndorf

7.Stoppt die Welt, ich will aussteigen! -by Martin Krengel

8.Couch-Surfing in Iran-by Stephan Orth

9.Die beste Entscheidung unsere Lebens: Wie wir einfach loszogen und um die halbe Welt          reisten-by Philipp Dusch und Friederike Achilles

10.Gebrauchsanweisung für die Welt- by Andreas Altmann

Some of these books aren’t available in English yet.
But I am sure they will be translated, as every traveller would appreciate to have them in their backpack.

 

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“Die Welt ist ein Buch. Wer nicht reist, der liest nur eine Seite davon.”
-Aurelius Augustinus-

 

Hallo ihr Lieben!
Wie ihr sicherlich schon Oben gesehen habt, gibt es heute eine Bücherliste für euch.
Meine Top 10 Bücher fürs Reisen oder wenn einen das Fernweh packt.
Ich persönlich würde niemals ohne ein Buch verreisen. Niemals. Dann lieber ohne Schuhe. Aber was ich auf jede Reise mitnehme und auch weiterempfehle werdet ihr in einem der nächsten Artikel erfahren.

Und dann geht’s jetzt auch schon los:

1.Die unwahrscheinliche Pilgerreise des Harold Fry -von Rachel Joyce

2. Das Reisetagebuch eines Philosophen -von Graf Hermann Keyserling

3.Alice im Wunderland-von Lewis Carroll

4.In 80 Tagen um die Welt -von Jules Vernes

5.Eat,Pray,Love- von Elizabeth Gilbert

6.Tschick- von Wolfgang Herrndorf

7.Stoppt die Welt, ich will aussteigen! -von Martin Krengel

8.Couchsurfing im Iran -von Stephan Orth

9.Die beste Entscheidung unsere Lebens: Wie wir einfach loszogen und um die halbe Welt reisten-von Philipp Dusch und Friederike Achilles

10.Gebrauchsanweisung für die Welt- von Andreas Altmann

Tamy talks to…Alejandro

 

“One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.”

-Bob Marley-

 

Hey there!
I have decided that my blog should be available in both, German and English, so right now I am still working on the translation of my first articles.

Today I want to tell the story of Alejandro.
I met him in Havanna.
Or actually it wasn’t meeting someone, like you meet people in Europe. He just appeared from somewhere.
David, Pablo and I were strolling around the streets looking for something to do. We had just finished Dinner and didn’t have any plans for the evening yet.
As always in the streets of Havanna we met some Amigos.
I don’t really know how it always comes down to this, but we ended up being quite a big group, singing together -Cuba.

Someone with a guitar joined us and soon we also had some rappers and salsa dancers.
Then I saw someone walking towards to our group. He wore a shirt with a jamaican flag and had dread locks.
He actually caught my attention, because he had a funny way to move.
The man walked like Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp as a pirate). Also the way he looked at us, was so much like Jack Sparrow, that I couldn’t believe it. His facial expressions were so strong that I first thought he made fun of himself.
It turned out he didn’t.
He just moved different than all the other Cubans that I’ve seen.
Then he started to sing. But he didn’t join the song that we sang at that moment, he started to sing “Get Up, Stand Up”.

And honestly I have never heard a better Bob Marley imitation.
To me it sounded even better than Marley himself.
Maybe it was the warm Cuban night and all of us together making music that made it so special.
At some point he grabbed the shirt he had around his hip and explained proudly that this was the uniform he had to wear for work.
Alejandro works for some company that provides Cuba with electricity, and he believes that he has been given a great power being able to provide the people with light.
He passed his shirt around and everyone had to touch the old grey material.
I have never seen a person that was so happy about the own job.
When he talked about it, it sounded like he was having the perfect job.
That he didn’t get paid very well (which he admitted), didn’t really bother him.
I don’t know if that was because he drank already a whole lot of “El material ” (Rum, that is in small cans, called “planchidos” and stronger than Tequila) or if he was just a happy soul.
I like to believe that he is happy.

  

The whole time he kept on explaining how much he admired Bob Marley and proud he was that the T-Shirt he was wearing showed the Jamaican flag.
Then he told us about his biggest dream.

Alejandro, 40 years old, dreams about writing Bob Marleys mother an email.

He wanted to thank her for raising a man such as Bob Marley and he wanted to wish her all the best and tell her that he was praying for her. That she had given the world so much no one could even come close. He wanted to explain her how much his music and his talent had saved his life and made it so much better.
He had already planned the last sentence: God bless you.
That was the cutest thing that I have ever heard.
And suddenly I felt a bit weird. I think it was shame. I was ashamed of being so ignorant and wanting too much, instead of being very thankful for the small things.

When we dream, we dream very big.
We dream of being the best at something, of earning good money and maybe also the perfect family life. We dream of spending a luxurious holiday in a 5-star- resort in Hawaii, but for none of us an email is a dream.

Surprisingly I never saw Alejandro again.
Which I thought was impossible in Havana.
But I will never forget him and I hope I can manage to dream more the way he does.
I know for him the email is a big deal, as he doesn’t have anything like a laptop- but still I think it’s dreaming in small steps and we could all learn from that sort of thinking.
Being happier would be easier, I believe.
Moreover his dream isn’t about him becoming anything more, but thanking someone else. Giving someone else a good feeling, making someone smile.
The sparkle in his eyes when he thought about his dream really touched my heart, and not only me but also my european friends still think about him a lot. Not because of his outstanding way of moving and acting, or his talent. But because of his way of thinking.

That was it for today.
I will translate this article into German very soon.
You will hear from me!