The Wonder of Wondering

I sit here typing this, wondering who will read it, wondering who I will inspire, wondering how I will inspire them.

I have a mild case of insomnia. Some people would consider insmonia a horrible thing, I know I do at times. Right now though, I consider it a blessing. I have received many different thoughts and promptings tonight.

I love the guitar. I spent a good three hours playing, writing, and goofing around on it, and I will tell you, it is one of the most fun instruments I have ever played. (And I've played quite a few)

When I sit awake at night, I wonder what other people think about when they can't sleep. I find it depressing that I already know the answer to that. Most cases of insomnia are caused by emotional/relationship stress. I went through something similar, so I know how that feels.


 I wish there was some way I could influence every single person in this world. I'm so sick of all the depression, anger, Etc. that rules the world.


I'm sure whoever is reading this will know or already knows I'm a musician. My biggest dream as an artist is to praise Him in every way that I can, and maybe, just maybe, have the honor and privilige of Him saying to me, that it was good, that I helped Him help others.

In the night, around three-four-ish I receive some of the most profound lyrics for my songs, and I have no doubt that the lyrics were intended for that song.

Finding the right lyrics for a song is like putting together a puzzle, but not really. It's had to describe. Somehow you think something might work somewhere in a phrase and it turns out you use it in a song you were working on two weeks ago, and you bring the phrase from the song you just re-wrote into what you are working on now and the pieces fit so well together that you know you had help.

I never used to consider myself a creative person. Always I was logical. Always I would stick to the course of events, never changing a thing, but here I am now, opening up to a mindset that was never really my own and yet, it was. Another part of my personality entirely. I knew I had a creative side, but next to that of my father's or my sister's, I didn't consider myself very creative. In the past short while, I've come to realize several things, the first of which being "The only person that can keep you in a box is yourself". People who are afraid to get up and dance because they are afraid people will see them and judge them because they weren't "good" enough set their own limits on themselves that don't allow them to express or open up. This is how I was with my creativity. I was afraid they would think (because their creative works were better than mine) I had little potential because my first steps were small.

Now though, I have taken those steps. I have begun to walk the path of a creator who is unashamed at his "... one-thousand ways not to make a lightbulb", and I will stay on that path.



Your friend and brother,
Dallin Hughes