I’m slowly coming to understand why writing these blog posts and poetry are more difficult some days than they are others. It’s hard to share what you think and feel when your mental bucket and heart are just completely empty. If I haven’t been reading, listening to music, participating in life in some way, It will be very difficult for me to find something I care enough to write about.I’ve been trying to up the amount I read, but I’m still dealing with brain fog and tiredness from the surgery, which limits the way I can nourish myself so that I have more to share. I participate in two online writing groups, and the days when I can read things my friends and colleagues have written do nourish me. They make me feel full. When I feel full, I have abundance that can come out on paper and make stories.
It’s not writer’s block, per se, or at least I don’t believe it is. Sharing is much easier when you have more than enough for someone else to enjoy. I used to believe that it wasn’t my fault that the words weren’t coming. Now I know I just haven’t filled myself full of others’ words, images,and music. I’m not implying stealing other people’s work and trying to make it mine, but letting their work take me to another place, another interpretation, another way of viewing the world.
“Sometimes your only available transportation is a leap of faith.”
You can’t get free from fear of moving forward
By just standing still and praying for it.
You have to move one foot before the other
Until you realize that you’re moving faster and faster.
Suddenly you realize what you want to do
Take a leap of faith! So you do!
Now you can do or go anyway you want.
Truer words yet to be spoken (written). I feel the same way at times. Hence the huge lapses in my posting.