I was sitting here this evening getting a late start on tonight’s blog. My daughter, who is visiting for the weekend asked me, “So how’s that blog coming along, Mom?” I turn to her and give her, “the look,” and turn my attention back to the keyboard. I started writing a while ago and she noted my slow progress in getting words onto the screen. This has been one of those weeks when my writing has run hot and cold, some days I’ve had a lot to say and others I stared at the screen and the blinking cursor. Today is one of those days.
Today started calmly and got a little more frenzied as the day went on. The dog woke me up early, but that turned out fine as I was ready to get up and do my morning writing. I’ve been getting a lot out of doing a kind of stream of consciousness writing as one of the first things I engage with in the morning. It’s a different kind of writing and serves a different purpose than my evening gratitude writing. I do it longhand, for one thing, using pen and paper, tools I used back in the olden days before setting a writing machine on my lap had emerged off the pages of science fiction and into reality. And I try to write first thing in the morning before I’ve done much more than gone to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I sit in my bed with a lap desk and start writing. It appears I have a lot to say and am grateful for making the space in my life to start doing it. The writing my way to clarity campaign continues.
I am signing off now. I am waving the white flag of surrender on tonight’s blog. I am grateful for many things this evening–a long interesting conversation with my daughter about faith and religious beliefs and spiritual matters, an interview with a potential client for some short-term contract work, and a handful of requests for help with a very wide variety of activities. This went from being a somewhat quiet weekend during which I would do some housecleaning and laundry and perhaps finish my taxes to working on a variety of projects and such and hope I get to the cleaning and laundry. Still, it’s all good and all leading me in important directions. I still don’t see the details but definitely feel the momentum building. Who knows what’s going to happen next? I continue to be grateful for this wild ride that I’m on. Although I still feel like I know little for certain about what’s ahead for me, I still feel like I’m moving in the right direction. For now, that’s good enough. I’ve had my share of the fluttery panicky feelings earlier in the week; yet here I am again at the end of the week feeling alright about where things stand. Gratitude rules!
May we be peaceful and happy. May we be safe and protected from harm wherever we go in this world. May we be healthy and strong in our bodies. May we live with joy, ease, and wellbeing. Let it be so!
