Hi Everyone. Well I took some advice that I frequently give to others. “Take some time off! You need a break!”
Yes I did and I gave myself 2 months! Time flew. I cannot believe how quickly the days and weeks slipped by. Although I wasn’t blogging, I harvested a crop of new material that I will be publishing for the next while from 2 journals that I managed to fill.
Summer out here has been wonderful and I have made the most of it by spending as little time as possible indoors. We’ve had plenty of summer showers and I managed to be out splashing through most of them. Each and every shower/downpour still gives me that taste of heaven when I’m in it. As much as I love it, I have to remember that it isn’t for everyone and they do not all share my exuberance about deliberately going out walking in it if there wasn’t a valid reason.
This last week was an eye opener for me! Literally! I called this a 9 day week because for two nights…I never slept at all! I had too much on my mind, serious decisions to make and upcoming forks in the road! At 3 A.M. one morning I found myself worrying about finding time for my Lilly Garden before it got swallowed by the weeds! Really! It was time to get a grip. When I went out at daybreak, they were alive and well. Yes there were weeds but not nearly as life threatening to the Lilies as I was imagining and anyways the Lilies were the least of my concerns. Why is it the weird things seem like giant obstacles in the middle of the night? I thought all of that happened when I was eight, or six!
What it finally boiled down to was the fact that I was in withdrawal. I needed to be writing. I needed to come up with a plan because my writing time was suffering and I was rapidly becoming an unhappy camper. Yes, everything is scrambled in my journals but I was losing something a little more each day and I couldn’t figure out what it actually was! Thoughts of giving up writing began to whirl around in my mind and it scared me. I didn’t have writer’s block because the words were filling the pages and my mind was on course. What I didn’t have was the time to myself to polish my drafts but I also didn’t want to miss anything going on around me either. I’d lost my balance somewhere.
I had never thought of myself as a creature of habit or that I needed some sort of routine to make my life run smoother. All my life I’ve fought routines, tried to avoid them like the plague whenever possible. I promised myself when I retired, I would be able to forget the 9 to 5 day week! I’d be free at last!
Well I can honestly say that some of that has come to pass. I haven’t completely retired but I have a job with flexible hours and that suits me to a ‘T’. My time is very much my own but I do have to make choices…STILL! As long as I breathe there will be choices. I have to discern and prioritize a little more, that’s all.
This has come down to my writing. I always ‘squeezed’ time in somewhere and I liked my spontaneous way of getting my stories done. But around the 8th day of last week (my second night of not sleeping) I discovered and actually proved my whole theory about myself as a writer was wrong! I know I won’t give it up and I know myself well enough to not settle for half-ass work. When I am not writing…I find myself thinking, wishing I was writing. This has been my retirement dream and it is within my grasp. I have proof that I can do it. And if I did … then I can do it again….and better! I need to follow my own advice. I will rest when I need to. I won’t allow myself to think like a ‘quitter’. I will let my phone go to ‘Auto answer’ (once in awhile) and I will go back to my source of inspiration, which for me is ‘beside the still waters that always refreshes and restores my soul. It is never busy there. This is my writing routine and it has always worked. I made the mistake of believing I could take shortcuts. I need the one on one time with my Lord. The solace and comfort I seek for the loved ones recently gone, is here whenever I write their names in the sand. With peace and patience I wait until the waves gently claim them and in my mind sets them free. Eventually the sun sinks, day is over and I walk home, sorting out the pages already drafted in my mind.
My home is also my sanctuary and often filled with happy distractions and I wouldn’t change a minute of that. Family, friends, gardening, pets, hobbies make up the kaleidoscope of my life which cheerfully blends into my writing. I need this too. It’s all part of who I am….the reason I write.
I am thankful for the 9 day week because it led me to the revelation that I didn’t have to factor in a routine, I just have to pick up where I left off with the old one.
AND….Here is my book: 101 BLESSINGS…The website is up & secured with pay pal for anyone who is interested in ordering. It is an easy read that you can open randomly and begin.
The response has been more of a Blessing than I could have predicted.
Thank you for the local interest and support. A special thank you to Robins for your help in promoting it here in my home town of Gimli, Manitoba. And most of all, thanks to all my valuable family & friends who are advertising it for me. You are too awesome! My loyal fans!
101 BLESSINGS is only the beginning for me. I will be sharing on my blog from time to time and hopefully you will see how easy it is to find your own blessings. Thanks for reading. It’s good to be back!
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