I learned...that inspiration does not come like a bolt, nor is it kinetic, energetic striving, but it comes into us slowly and quietly and all the time, though we must regularly and every day give it a little chance to start flowing, prime it with a little solitude and idleness.
So you see, imagination needs moodling - long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering.
Think of yourself as an incandescent power, illuminated and perhaps forever talked to by God and his messengers.
Since you are like no other being ever created since the beginning of time, you are incomparable.
Listening is a magnetic and strange thing, a creative force. When we really listen to people there is an alternating current, and this recharges us so that we never get tired of each other. We are constantly being re-created.