So this blog has fallen by the wayside a bit. But I promise I've been writing...other things. My focus has shifted as I've been given a gift - the opportunity to start and teach my own Mind, Body, Soul program for kids, Bright Soul Kids. This is my Purpose and my Dream. I'm still pinching myself. And I'm diving in heart first. Soon I will be launching my Bright Soul Kids blog. I will be focusing, but not limiting, myself. Sacred Communication has been a period of growth and exploration for me. For that I am grateful. But I assure you that by no means am I done growing and exploring! There are cycles within and without cycles for all of us. The beginning of one often means the ending of another. I'm ok with that. As a farewell gift, here's a poem I wrote about perhaps one of our greatest cycles-life/death. <3 <3 <3 Brightest blessings to all you beautiful souls! I'll catch you on my new blog. Stay tuned for details! In the meantime, enjoy!
There
is a revolution
against decay rot dust We
are refusing this natural order Not
botox not pilates no war on free radicals Our
rebellion is an embrace
Nourished
we grow
we nurture until we only have enough for ourselves until
our skin is so thinwe don’t
even have enough for that
By
then, it’s been so long
since we’ve given we decide to make nourishment our last
act of love
We
lay our bodies down
and offer what we have left to the
Earth to
grow a tree to
grow a ship to
grow a home to
grow a breath to
become the whisper of the
Divine
There
is a revolution
of
our planet of
our planet around our Star Freedom
is found in transformation of our turning to a twirl of
our spinning to a spiral Our
rebellion is a surrendering an act of Trust in Perfect
Love
No one ever said to me, “Santa isn’t real,” so I still
believe in him.I didn’t even question
his veracity until I was 11.And that’s
when my parents told me the truth about Santa Claus: he was much bigger than
one jolly, old man.
“Well
no.There isn’t one man who goes around
delivering presents to everyone all in one night,” my mom began in answer to my
question.
“No
duh.That’s impossible,” even I knew
that.I was 11 and not just a kid after
all!
My dad
continued, “Santa is the spirit of Christmas.He represents giving, surprise, anticipation, and cheer.You can find him lots of places.”
My mind
raced back to all the Santa Clauses I had met in my lifetime.I remembered all the times during Christmas
seasons past when my dad excitedly said to me, “Now that was a real Santa!”
after an encounter with a white-bearded man.In my youth, I glanced over this slightly odd grammar, noticing it but
not giving it much attention.Shouldn’t
it be “the real Santa?” I barely
thought, happily sucking on a candy cane.Now it all made sense.
It wasn’t
just a real, yankable, snowy white beard that made a Santa “real”.A real Santa was the package deal.Round.With a twinkle in his eye.Deep,
happy laugh.And a story.
Every
year was a quest to find a “real” Santa.My favorite one was a storyteller. He spoke with a lyrical Scottish accent.Instead of his formal red and white suit, he
wore a green and yellow flannel shirt under dark blue overalls.I didn’t mind one bit that I had to stand
outside in the freezing cold to listen to his stories.They were so warm.And afterward he handed out lollipops.I think my mom and dad were as enchanted as I
was on that evening of shopping.
Although
I didn’t know it back then, this was a turning point in my own awakening.I was beginning to see that magic was real,
even if it wasn’t exactly as it’s written about in books.No, it’s much more powerful and present than
that.Being aware of the Santa Spirit of
Christmas allowed me to tap into it.I
am now an active participant, a co-creator, of the beautiful light that shines
during this time of year.And so are
you.Let’s celebrate!
UPDATE (12/14/12): REAL SANTA SPOTTED! Today I called my mom to wish her a happy birthday. Before I got a chance to tell her about this blog post, she asked, "Have you seen the Santa at Bridgewater mall?" I haven't. "He's a real Santa," she excitedly started to tell me, raving about him. He had the prerequisite real beard, but as you know it takes more than that to be a real Santa. When I inquired further she joyfully recounted how patient this jolly old elf was. My mom marveled at how he took his time with each kid that walked up to sit on his lap. Even those who seemed the most timid, this Santa took his time with each one until he got them to talk and smile. Patient and kind sure sounds like the Santa Spirit to me. My dad couldn't resist chiming in excitedly from the background either, "And he had real rosy cheeks too!" Both were as excited as kids themselves. The ability to bring forth one's inner child is what makes real Santas truly special. Have you seen any real Santas lately?
Have you ever heard someone say the phrase, “I’m afraid of
success?”Well it’s baloney.It’s not success people are afraid of,
because to achieve success and to maintain
success are 2 different goals entirely.What we really fear is the loss of energy.When we take inspired action, we transform
potential energy into kinetic energy.And that kinetic energy eventually gets burned up.
I haven’t really tried to lose weight since giving birth 8
months ago.Oh I’ve moaned and groaned
about it with a fair amount of self-loathing.But I haven’t made a sincere effort to start an exercise routine or
change my diet.In not doing so, I held
onto the potential of having any body I wanted.Yes, some of it was fear of failure or of it being harder than I
thought.But I also knew that once I
reached my target weight, I’d have to maintain it.This meant long-term lifestyle changes.And what if, somewhere down the road, I stop
and gain the weight back?Even if it’s
20 years from now, was it all a failure?In other words, where can I possibly get the energy to keep doing this?
The truth is that I don’t know.I want to say something like the Source, God,
the Divine.But I don’t know the
future.I can say I believe.I believe that calling on the help of or
tapping into the Divine will always be a source of great energy.That’s just me though.I know not everybody thinks or feels that
way.
Then I thought, what if we shifted within?Instead of having goals with an end date,
something limited and finite, what if we broadened our perspective?My goals in life used to be getting a job as
a teacher, writing a book, and taking at least one vacation every year.More and more my goals are becoming to be
happy, to love my family through my actions as well as my words and feelings, and
to feel fulfilled.
Will it work?It
seems to be so far.Overall, I’m more
content.Sure I like to dream about
having a bigger house with a big, warm kitchen.But ask me at any given moment, and I’ll usually say I’m happy and am
creating happy memories daily.Instead
of experiencing the happiness of reaching success in pops and sizzles surrounding
moments of achievement, I experience it steadily.And that goes a long way toward energizing
me.What energizes you?
At 7 months, my chill, calm, happy baby has reached his cry-if-I-can’t-see-Mommy phase. He’s still happy, as long as I’m in the same room. If my life comprised only of eating, playing, cuddling, and napping, we’d be okay. Don’t get me wrong, a significant portion of my life is taken up by those things, more than most I’m lucky to say, but there are other chores, the labor of life, that I must attend to. And therein lies my baby’s beef with me. The beautiful thing is that this means he is really starting to relate with his fellow humans. If I’m not there, who is? To him, he’s all alone in the world, usually imprisoned in his crib, and that makes him sad. And rightfully so. If I’m not there feeding him, changing him, bathing him, playing with him, singing to him, cuddling with him, or simply observing him, where could I be? He has no concept of washing machines or vacuum cleaners. It’ll be years before he can begin to grasp germ theory so there’s no way I can tell him these are other things I do because I love him. He doesn’t understand that even if I’m not in his view, I’m still here loving him. Not today at least. This morning, I hurried to sweep the floor, vacuum the rug, and throw another load in the wash, my heart breaking with his every wail, the stress of hearing my baby cry piling on. He sounded so betrayed, alone, and desperate. So I asked our Angels to go comfort him. Go give him a hug while I can finish up here. To my surprise, I got a hug too! I was gently reminded to call on the Angels for myself as well. It’s hard to listen to my baby cry. I love him so much that my every action, even the writing of this, is infused with a mother’s love. And still I sometimes fear I fall short. The hug of compassionate self-love I received from my Angels reminded me that I never fall short. Neither do you. Angels aren’t around us only to move mountains. Remember, you can call on them just for a comforting embrace or a supportive pat on the back. Believe me, even this simple act does wonders. When I came back to the room, the crying stopped instantly. My baby flashed me a big smile. Isn’t it wonderful how babies simply cannot hold grudges? Then we went into the living room and had a dance party, the freshly vacuumed carpet beneath our bare feet.
So I just read the Introduction to
your new book, Mrs B’s Guide to Household
Witchery: Everyday Magic, Spells and Recipes.Just so you know, I don’t do that.I avoid introductions, forwards and prologues
like teenagers avoid their parents.I
know I'm tired and the crazy hormone time of the month but I legit teared
up.I think it's a combination of
things.
For one I am so very very proud of
you.You know how many people I know who
say they want to or are writing a book?Myself included.Do you know how
many people I know actually did it?1.You.
Moreover, I am inspired by you.In awe.You live a courageous and happy life.That's my plan as well.I'm just
learning how much courage it takes to decide to be a stay-at-home mom.I must make this decision on what seems like
a daily basis.But I'm happier than I
think I've ever been (the Girl Tribe factors into this greatly).I’m happy because I’ve chosen to focus on
what matters most to me - my family and
home.
It’s more than that though.For the first time in my life, I am filling
an identity that fits me like a tailored suit.I walk my Spiritual Path every day.The magic is finally seeping into the mundane.And the blend is beautiful.I’ve donned the apron of the domestic witch
and it feels good.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that
this book feels like it was written for
me.I’ve never picked up a book that
felt so completely written for someone in my identity suit.And I’ve picked up lots of books.“[This book] will hopefully lead you to some
ideas on creating a house filled with magic and give you a broader view of what
it means to be domestic,” (xi).YES
PLEASE.“[Domestic witches] are
attempting to restore things that have started to get put on the back burner in
this busy, often chaotic world.However,
being a domestic witch is still about being a modern witch who works as an
equal to their partner and with their chosen deity to make a warm, welcoming
environment in their home.For those who
choose to be parents, it’s also about brining up healthy, happy children who
are self-sufficient, self-assured, and who have a well-rounded spiritual
upbringing,” (xii).Yup that sounds like
who I am and who I want to be!
So of course this books speaks to
me.You shown me, Mrs. B, that being a
stay-at-home mom and domestic mini-goddess is
something to be proud of.You’ve shown me that it can be so much
more.It is a true opportunity for one
to get to know herself, come into her own, and follow her dreams.And for that I thank you.Now that the purging and organizing I started
when going through the nesting phase of late pregnancy is finally complete, I
can’t wait to infuse magic into each room, each chore and each meal.Luckily I’ve got the manual.
I’ve been guided to share something I’ve been working on
recently, a lifestyle change that has dramatically decreased my stress,
particularly as a new mom: I’m learning to live in flow.
First let me explain what this doesn’t mean.Flowing freely
doesn’t mean giving up your goals and dreams.Though you may loosen your grip a bit, it doesn’t mean you aren’t still
moving and working toward your aspirations.It doesn’t mean throwing in the towel and ignoring your daily chores and
duties.And when it comes to dealing
with kids, while remaining flexible makes things easier, it doesn’t mean giving
in to their every whim and letting them completely dictate your day.Even babies.Because when you live in flow, you let Spirit guide your day.
Living in flow is all about using and strengthening your internal
compass each moment of every day.It is
about surrendering your control and letting Spirit guide you.It’s about recognizing that every step you
take is moving you forward, even if you don’t understand how just yet.It is about Being Present, not just during meditation,
but for most, if not all, of your day.
It can be a scary thing to let go of your to-do lists.Conventional wisdom has taught us that
accomplishments can only come to fruition through careful, sometimes
painstaking planning.Routine and
structure can be comforting and, for some individuals, a necessity.
But is it for you?How
much have you ever dared stray from it to find out?
When I started practicing living in flow, I stopped
hyperventilating at night if I hadn’t gotten to vacuuming during the day.Guess what?The rug was still there the next day. So was the cat hair. On days when
the baby was fussy, I found that if I let go of my worries about getting all my
errands done and focused on calming him down, everything that needed to get done would.A more efficient way of doing things would
come to me in a stroke of inspiration or I’d find later on that I never really
needed to do that chore at all!Instead
of having a schedule that tells me vacuuming gets done on Mondays, Wednesdays
and Fridays, laundry on Tuesday and the bathroom on Thursday, I vacuum when the
cat hair has accumulated, do the laundry when the hamper is full, and delegate the
cleaning of the bathroom to my husband.It’s a much more grounded approach to housekeeping.
But that’s just the beginning.I found another stressor was the plethora of ideas I had regarding
writing, crafts, research, learning, exercise, decorating, music, creating, the
list goes on.I’d make lists everywhere: in journals, on the fridge,
on my computer, on my cell phone.Moreover,
I felt overwhelmed when I tried to prioritize them.So I wrote them down on little pieces of
paper, crumpled them up, and put them in a jar.Now each day, I take out a little piece of paper and go with it. If I finish it, I choose another one.If I feel moved to focus on something for
longer until it’s done, I do.For that
too is living in flow.I find that
things come up exactly as they need to in perfect timing.
I’ll be honest.There are
still times I get overwhelmed and anxious.I still have moments where I worry I’ve gone too far.I have doubts.Have I neglected something important?I still have nights where I try and make a
mental to-do list for the following day before drifting off to sleep.But this is reasonable.I have totally changed my way of life.I’ve rebelled almost completely against the
way I was told to go about my day and make use of my time.
It is because of this that I take time everyday to consciously surrender
myself and my day to Spirit.To set the
intention aloud.I usually do this in
the shower but that’s just where it feels right to me.You could do this anywhere at any time:
before you get out of bed in the morning, on your way to work, in traffic, at
night before you go to sleep, whenever you remember it.Begin by closing your eyes and focusing on
your breath.Let your hands rest on your
heart or down out your sides, palms facing out. Take a moment to center
yourself.
I surrender this day I surrender this day to the
Divine May I live in Spirit May I flow freely I let go of all yesterdays
regrets I release all tomorrows
worries May I be fully present
today In perfect love And perfect trust I surrender today
Just start with that affirmation daily.Don’t worry about making a jar or letting go
completely.Just simply say “I
surrender,” and then see what happens.It’s all about following your truth.Flow free.
Not too long ago, I posted about receiving signs from the Divine and noticing what you notice (http://sacredcommunication.blogspot.com/2012/07/sacred-choice-choosing-what-we-notice.html). I used the example of the 11:11 phenomena (http://www.december212012.com/articles/11-11/The_11_11_phenomenon.htm) (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/11:11_(numerology) to explain that even though there is a logical explanation for our brains going "Whoa I noticed the time at 11:11 AGAIN. Must mean something," it doesn't mean it's NOT a sign. We, in fact, have the power to choose our own signs. So everytime I notice that it's 11:11, as has been happening to me every day, sometimes twice in one day, for over a week, I simply see it as a cue, a reminder for me to thank the Angels. I just say to myself, "Thanks Angels for being around!"
This week I received some insight. They said the reason we notice this time is that it's when they "Change shifts." Then they sort of chuckled in their way and urged me to pay attention to the wording: Change shifts. We humans can sense the shift-change. There's lots to think about. What do you think?
This post
is not about me or my experience.And
yet it is just that.This week I choose to step
aside and shine the spotlight on another very Sacred Communicator.Months ago, my dear friend Heather Krulewski
sent me this poem she wrote.I wasted no
time in printing it out and putting it into my binder of inspiration.Today the poem wished to be heard by you.
Heather is a true being of Love.Her Light shines brightly and is felt by all
who are blessed with her presence.Even
by those, I suspect, who merely pass her in the street.I am grateful for my connection with
Heather.Without further gushing, here
is her poetry, a gift, for you to experience.May it inspire you!
Doreen Virtue stayed in my peripheral for years
before I ever read any of her work.I’d
always see her on the backs of books and oracle card decks in the New Age shops
I’ve frequented since I was a teenager.I’ll admit I had my doubts.Doreen Virtue.Is that name for
real?And what about that PhD?Just a marketing ploy?Did she claim to have her Doctorate in Angels
or something?
I quickly
learned this wasn’t the case.Virtue has
a legitimate background in Psychology.The first book I read by her was Goddesses
and Angels, which I bought on a whim after it showed up on the list of
books Amazon thought I might like.I
read it at the beginning of my personal spiritual revolution.Wait.No.Scratch that.This book was an important catalyst for my
personal spiritual revolution.As I read
it, I outwardly joked about some of the ideas with my husband.Mer-angels?Haha.What lunacy!
But I
couldn’t put the book down.I was drawn
to Virtue and her writing style.It was
so infused with love.She wasn’t trying
to sell me something.She was
humble.She was special but she wasn’t.It was clear that she encouraged all of us to
do exactly what she does in communicating with Angels, spirits, and the
Divine.It was clear that this was
something we could all do.And though I
found some of her ideas radical and hard to swallow at the time, it sparked my
curiosity and desire to learn more.So I
did.And that’s when I started having
experiences of my own.
Since then
I’ve read many of Virtue’s books.I’ve
listened to her Hay House radio show.I
even got through as a caller once!I’ve
seen her at spiritual expos.In that
first book I read, Virtue told her story.However, in recent years, she’s used her voice, which now has many
listeners, to tell OUR stories.That’s
precisely what she does in one of her most recent books Mary, Queen of Angels.
Mary, Queen of Angels follows the same format as
some of her more recent books where Virtue acts less as “author” and more as “editor”
and “collector.”Or, to put it more
poetically, she is a weaver of anecdotes which she collected from believers all
over the world.At first, I wasn’t sure
I wanted to read what “Ros Booth’s” or “Danielle Smutek’s” connection with Mary
was.No, I wanted to read this book to
learn about Doreen Virtue’s connection of course!But as I kept on reading, I began to
understand the value in connecting with and being validated by people just like
me.
Before this
book was compiled, Virtue put out a call for Mary experiences. If I had seen
it, I’m sure I would have felt I had nothing to contribute.But after reading this book, I realize just
how strong my connection with Mother Mary is.For example, while I was pregnant I had a dream of a statue of Mary who
opened her eyes and looked at me as I prayed to her.Little did I know that dreaming of a Mary
statue coming to life is a common experience!
Although
those who come from Christian backgrounds (as Virtue does herself) may have an
easier time feeling a communion with Mary, the book includes stories from
people of all sorts of religious backgrounds.I’m a firm believer, and always have been, that anybody can experience
Mary as the Divine Mother, no matter what Path they walk.The book even includes an appendix chock
full of useful information such as prayers you can use to work with Mary.If you feel drawn to Mary for healing,
protection, mothering, working with children, or a myriad of other reasons,
this is a wonderful place to start!
You can
purchase Mary, Queen of Angels here:
*FTC
Disclosure: I was not financially compensated for this post. I received the
book from Hay House for review purposes. The opinions are completely my own
based on my experience.*
Have you recently asked your Angels, Guides, Higher Self, the
Universe to give you a sign?Did you
receive it or do you seem to still be waiting for a response?You’ve asked for a sign, now make sure you
don’t miss it.The results could be
disastrous.Or humorous, as seen in this
clip from Bruce Almighty:
All kidding aside, when you’re waiting for a Divine message, it
helps to know what you’re looking for.There are endless ways the Divine can communicate with you, here is just
a short list to get you going.
7) Overheard
Conversations: To be clear, I am not suggesting you eavesdrop.But it has happened to all of us: two people
have been conversing and we couldn’t help but overhear.Something stuck out to get our
attention.I’m not necessarily talking
about those people who feel the need to practically shout when engaged in
public conversations on private matters.I’m
speaking about when you’re out somewhere, going merrily about your business,
but then a sound catches your ear.It
could be a name, a word, a phrase, a title, something familiar, something
intriguing.There’s a reason why you
noticed it.Now find out why.
6) Pop Culture Trends: These
can be easy to dismiss because there is usually a clearreason why trends happen.Take fantasy characters for example.There was a big surge of pirates being
awesome due to the Pirates of the Caribbean franchise. Then Twilight hit (along
with True Blood) and behold, vampires everywhere.Zombies are in vogue now.While
there are clear paths that explain how trends come into being, it does not
dismiss their usefulness as a form of inspired guidance.It’s not so important how the sign presents
itself, but why you noticed it.Why did
it catch your attention?
5) Bookshelf Gazing: Here’s
a technique I’m pretty sure I invented.Go to a library or a bookstore (for bibliophiles like myself, the
library is a bit safer), get lost in the stacks, ask a question or hold an
intention, and notice what titles jump out at you.You can do it in any section so don’t limit
yourself to the more “soul-searching” genres.Fiction is a great place to start since it has a wide range of subjects
within it.You can also try this with
movies or music.Even flip through a
magazine and see what headlines grab you.Again, yes you might be attracted to a title because of the color of the
book jacket or thesize of the
book.That doesn’t lessen the value of
the sign.Also the content of the book
doesn’t necessarily hold the sign.It
could just be the title,the author’s name, or even the image on the cover.Notice what you notice.This is one occasion where I recommend
judging a book by its cover!
4) Cards: Tarot and
other oracle cards can be intimidating.You
may think you need tons ofexperience
reading or that you need to pay the big bucks to go to an experienced
reader.But you can just play!The best thing is that the more you play, the
more you learn!You will be gaining
valuable experience!It’s true that
Tarot cards are steeped in symbolism and it does take quite awhile to master
the deck.But start by pulling one card
a day and look up the meaning.Before
you know it you won’t need to check the book.Additionally, there are many types of oracle card decks.Doreen Virtue has put out countless decks
that help you work with Angels, Faeries, Mermaids, Ascended Masters, etc.Although they each include a little booklet
so you can examine each card’s meaning more in depth, the meanings are often
clear just by looking at the card itself.Start with a deck such as “Messages from your Angels.”Each card has a detailed message written
on it.Don’t forget to spend some
time gazing at the picture.What pops
out at you?Does the character on the
card resemble somebody in you life?If
you’re waiting for a sign or some Divine guidance, don’t be afraid to actively
go looking for it in a card deck!
3) Cloud Gazing: One
of the more enjoyable ways to receive messages from the Universe.There is a reason why there exists that
romantic, day-dreamy image of lying in a field picking out shapes in the
clouds.The clouds can hold powerful
messages.What do they look like?Have fun with it!
2) Pet Behavior: Notice
how your pets are behaving.Animals
often act as messengers.Has there been
a change in your pets’ behavior?As long
as it’s nothing that would be of concern (like a decrease in appetite for
example), pay attention.Is there a new
spot your furry kid likes to sleep?Do
they keep knocking the same book off your shelf?Go ahead and ask your pet directly for help
in getting the messages you’ve asked to receive.
1) Synchronicity: This
is a fancy word for coincidence.Have
there been any coincidences in your life lately?These aren’t difficult to notice.Coincidences, by nature, grab your
attention.It is when we ask, “Why?What’s the meaning?” that we can get
confused.Don’t let that discourage
you.Now that the Universe has your attention,
don’t be afraid to ask it to elaborate!
Have you noticed a common theme?Notice what you notice.It’s all
about being aware of what you are observing.What catches your attention?Take
it a step further.Ask yourself why.
Of course, you can always request the form you want the messages
to take.This can help you gain
confidence if you’re finding it hard to trust the guidance you receive or even
trusting that it is indeed guidance.However, this can also be limiting.How do you receive your guidance?
I missed a week of posting to this baby of a blog. No good reason. And it’s haunting me. Like the one or two zeros I received when I decided not to do my homework as a kid. You see, for someone who usually did her homework, that one zero would follow me throughout the marking period, inducing nightmares. If I never did my homework I wouldn’t care. Instead there are semesters in my past I vividly remember walking around under self-inflicted torture.
But I did write last week. I started 2 posts and thought about at least 3 more. Why couldn’t I just commit to a post? Was it laziness? Perhaps in part, but why then did I feel like stewing in self-loathing. Is this part of my creative process? Why does it seem that every creative endeavor requires a degree of suffering to maintain?
There are always those glorious moments of spontaneous creativity, when an idea strikes and you get so excited about it you act before your brain has a chance to naysay and slow you down. Many times this happily results in brilliance. But to do anything with any sort of regularity and routine, it takes discipline. It means working, in my case writing, though the candle may be burning low and the fire of inspiration may be reduced to just wisps.
I got to thinking, always a dangerous endeavor. There are 7 stages of grief. Are there 7 stages of the creative process? When I looked up the stages of grief, I found they are eerily similar to my process.
Shock & Denial: You mean I just have to come up with something genius? Oh yeah I can totally do that. This is also the stage at which I am in denial about having reasonable expectations of myself and suffer from delusions of grandeur.
Pain & Guilt: I should have never signed up for this. Woe is me. I don’t deserve to even have a blog even though it’s free and almost nobody reads it (yet).
Anger & Bargaining: Okay blog gods. You don’t own me. I write whenever I want to. And for my own satisfaction. I don’t need to answer to anybody! I just won’t watch TV, go on Facebook, eat dinner, or shower until I’ve written something. (5 episodes of Law and Order: SVU, 15 status updates, the most elaborate feast I’ve ever cooked, and 2 showers and a bubble bath later.....)
Depression, Reflection, Loneliness: This is where I find myself alone with my thoughts, a white screen, and a flickering cursor. I’m waiting for the sea of negative self-thoughts to part so that I can discover the substance below. I also give into my reclusive proclivity at this point.
The Upward Turn: Eureka! A coherent thought. My fingers start dancing across the keyboard.
Reconstruction & Working Through: I’m pounding out paragraphs. Sure they might not be perfect. I might spend 10 minutes on a single sentence. But it’s flowing. And even if the flow slows, I am patient enough to wait for the trickle to fill my cup.
Acceptance & Hope: Complete surrender. I’m done! There that wasn’t so bad. I can do this again. Maybe next time I can even start at #5. Yep, that’s what I’ll do. I can’t wait until next week! Now for some more Law & Order.....
So what’s you’re creative process like? Less tortured? Share and give me hope!
