A week or so ago, I was so flooded with blog topics that I had to open a Word document to keep track of them.
Today, all of those topics are crossed off, and the day was so quiet (I spent a lot of time sleeping again) that I didn't get inspired by anything I saw or heard.
And yet, as a writer, I need to write something, anything, no matter how banal, simply to maintain my sanity and my purpose.
Yes, we do, but we also share another quality.
Writers get writers block.
We all have days when the ideas don't flow, when the words won't come and the page remains blank. At times, it feels like we've completely lost our mojo, even though we know that it's only temporary.
Think of a baseball pitcher who has a record for striking out batters. One day, he steps up to the mound and can't even get the ball across the plate! He knows he did it yesterday and the day before and 100 days before, so why not now?
Like the pitcher, our writer's block doesn't last. It may have a reason, but most often, it doesn't. The part of our minds which comes up with witty, interesting stories does what all creative minds do. It goes off wandering. When it wanders close by, we reap the benefits of our imagination. When it decides to wander further afield, we experience difficulties in reeling it back in so we can dig through those mental files to find something we can write about.
So, tonight, my creative mind has taken a bit of a vacation, leaving my physical and logical sides behind to cope with what's left.
It left me needing extra rest again, and making up dreams about house parties on the beach in magnificent many-roomed mansions with secret passageways, a family of cats who knew how to get in and out of any room in the house and the eccentric owner who was trying to avoid a woman who stalked him because of what he was rather than who he was.
Of course, I cast myself in the role of the innocent guest who didn't even know who our host was, much less, that this man was our host. When friends offered me a chance to spend a few days in a luxurious house on the beach, who was I to say no?
Anyway, my mind wandered, I slept and dreamed and cuddled with my cats, and once again, put off doing the floors. <sigh> Maybe my creative mind is just telling me that until I get my chores done, I don't get to play?
However, I'm always one to focus on what I did get done rather than what I didn't, I'm happy to say that I was able to check a few things off of my To Do list, nonetheless. (and added a couple as well!)
Writer's block or no, here's to the things I did accomplish today, and those I've been able to check off this week. I know that more will be gone by the time Sunday rolls around, and just need to remember my favorite saying.
Don't sweat the small stuff.
And everything is small stuff.
My gratitudes tonight are:
1. I am grateful that I have the luxury of listening to my body.
2. I am grateful that the rash of illnesses June gave birth to are dying a natural death in July.
3. I am grateful that I can focus my attention and energy on things which fulfill my purpose rather than on things which would just make me angry or upset, but unable to fix anyway.
4. I am grateful for the lessons I've learned, those which I have to keep repeating, and those still to come.
5. I am grateful for my ability to hold onto my faith in myself even during times when I'm not making much progress.
Love and light.
Welcome to my Journey
Hello, and welcome to my Journey. Over the last few years I have been learning more about my personal journey, my Path and my Soul Purpose. The further I travel, the easier I find it to share my journey with others, and to learn from their journeys as well. The most recent evolution has caused me to expand my Universe and allow more people access to my travels, as well as allowing me access to more people, their travels and what they have learned as they walk their own paths. Feel free to share your journey here as we all have much to learn in our lives as Divine Beings having a Human experience.
Love and Light.
Love and Light.