Why has this been so difficult? Why is it that all the “writing” has been in my head these many months? It’s turned into some sort of phobia I tell ya! You think I’m joking (and most of me is) but when I look at Dictionary.com’s definition of phobia, “
There is a term that once was popular to describe tuberculosis, consumption. I’ve allowed all that which culminated in my developing writeaphobia, to consume me. Wholely and completely. So, having been consumed, I’m left to untangle the not rinsed nearly enough spaghetti strings of thoughts and fears and worries and self recriminations. Oh, and to make matters worse? Yup, the spaghetti is way, way over cooked. Blech!!
How does one parse each string? Coincidence I use that term, for the parsing comes with employing the 3 String Theory. It’s a bit abstract I suppose, and no, there are no sudden light bulbs of self discovery, but there is a, how shall I describe it, a sense of “calm” after using it. I suppose it’s kind of like a forced “take a step back and reflect”. How does it work? Well, whatever is “grabbing” you at the moment, whatever has you in the clutches of angst or worry or extreme emotion of the not welcome kind, stop. Stop and break it down into 3 components. To everything there is a feeling, there is a thought, there is an action.
Isolate, observe. See where it leads. Identify the emotion. Extrapolate the thought. Confront the action. I don’t know, maybe it’s nothing but maybe it’s something. All I know is that there are moments I find myself overwhelmed and in those moments I’m “somewhere not in the present“. Let’s face it. We can’t do anything about the past. The future? It’s promise to no one. All there is, is now. The here and now, today. Why allow the residue of the past to color over the possibility of today?
Thank you Lizzi, still no relation, Lewis for planting the seed of the Ten Things of Thankful Bloghop.
Thank you all for your continued creative contributions, for your participation that is the conversation.
Thank you Ivywalker for sharing a very personal part of your world. Doug, the Skipmeister himself. You and he shared a most special bond.
Thank you Mother Nature for weather, while oppressive at times, is surely seasonally appropriate😀
Thanks are in huge order for the SBOR/BOSR. If you don’t know. Go find out!
Thank you RTX Records. An excellent, inexpensive resource for aquiring music and movies. While already in the Girlie film library (does me no good in Fl), I picked up a copy of Collateral, one of my favorite movies of all time, for $2. Cool.
Thank you little, growing up too quickly, Virginia nephews just for being you.
Thanks to my own self for being open to “listening to” and being “guided by” my body. Sometimes, the doing is way more rewarding than the thinking about doing.
Thanks, as always for this, another day, another opportunity to try and get it right….