In the fading light
London, ON, September 2011
It's been an odd few days around here, the upshot being that I haven't had a whole lot to say. Sometimes, life just does that. It tosses you an unseen curve and you're left standing there wondering what the hell just happened. And when the answers don't come, the little voices inside my head sometimes decide to take a bit of a siesta.
All of this leaves me staring at cursors on blank screens for extended periods of time. And wondering when the muse will kick back into gear and turn me once again into a writer. Or at least a wannabe-writer. Because sometimes it's okay to wobble a little bit. I'm lucky enough that every time that seems to happen, things snap back into place soon enough.
It's when that loop doesn't get closed - for me or for anyone who matters to me - that I begin to worry. But for now I can't control any of that. It is what it is, and I'm glad I'm still here to ponder it.
Your turn: How do you get back on your game after you've been thrown off of it?
One more thing: I'm not feeling particularly Thematic right about now. In case you are, however, it continues here.
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I've learned over the years to be patient and wait, and to trust that all is well.
Not feeling thematic? Its the holidays, C. believe me... I don't do well during Nov.-Dec....too memories that I wished could still repeat during this time...and can't be done...
I've never been thrown out of a game, but if I was, I'd find a bar next to the stadium, there's always one and... Serious, wait and enjoy your new surroundings.
Could think of it this way. In meditation, one needs to quiet the surface thoughts in order to see the deeper truth.
Just as written in Ecclesiastes, "..a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance"
There are experiences in life that touch us so deeply that its meaning may remain quite unclear to us to put down in words, til much later.
Carmi - The (fortunately) few times my life has been thrown far off it's axis the only thing I've done is wait it out. Accept the down time as a healing time, feel confident that your mojo will return. It usually does and what I've seen of you, you're strong, optimistic, talented and surrounded by people who help bring it out in you. You'll be ok!
Great picture too, I love sunsets. Sunrises too, but whenever I see them I'm usually busy getting ready to teach.
Perfectly normal, Carmi. For me, I try to write a different blog each time. Looking back, I need to widen my proverbial brush and inject some humorous anecdotes to lighten things up with some laughter! I suggest this as a way to get things percolating again--and they will--rest assured.
Have a nice weekend!
I write a sentence here and there, scribbled into an old notebook. I wait until 'inspiration' hits to sit and write something coherent out of it all. That sometimes takes months, and I'm learning to be okay with that.
In the interim, I bake. A LOT. Then I give it all (or most) of it away. That seems to 'calm the savage beast'.
Rest. Inhale. Exhale. Inspiration and creativity will hit when you least expect it.
Take refuge in the Silence, in the quiet, in the Void. There's no filling it, there's no amount of words that will conjure the Muse.
Words will find you when you weary of looking for them. Inspiration will return on feather-light wings when you no longer require it.
One step at a time, one foot in front of the other. When I get thrown off my game, I stop to evaluate whether or not the game was meant to continue.
Find a new normal. You cannot have the old one back, no matter how greatly it is desired and needed.
The grieving process has no time limit, no defined order of progress. Be where you are, start where you are.
Sending healing thoughts to you and yours...
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