I’ve done it again. I meant to write but I didn’t.
I meant to write about the time I was driving to work, was stopped in traffic and through the hazy early morning sunshine saw a rabbit munching on grass by the side of the road. I meant to write about how in that moment I admired that rabbit for having no fear whatsoever, for nonchalantly ignoring all the cars, lorries and loud motorcycles that were driving past and for merely getting on with the task in hand, breakfast. Continue reading
Today I blew away some cobwebs in more ways than one.
I haven’t written for a long time and it’s been even longer than that since I’ve written with any kind of regularity. In that time a few things have changed. Well, actually a lot has changed. I’ve changed my car, added to my shoe collection and bought a coffee machine, all of which have brought no end of happiness and new experiences to my life. It’s true to say there have been some other changes too but we don’t need to talk about those. Continue reading
It’s been a long time. A long long time. I’ve been in the writing void. And the longer you’re there, the harder it is to get out. You find a cosy place to hide and switch off, you source good coffee, you sit down, determined to finally write and … nothing comes. You tell yourself you are going to stay and not move until you’ve written something … and still nothing comes. So you procrastinate. Your mind wanders and thoughts take over, things you should have done, things you should be doing, things you need to do, mindless random thoughts. Continue reading
I love feeling inspired. Actually, no. I love BEING inspired.
There is a key difference between ‘feeling’ and ‘being’. So often I will say ‘I feel this way …’ or ‘I feel that way …‘ What I’ve realised is that my feelings change all the time according to the things around me – my personal mood, the weather, how people treat me, good things happening in life, less good things happening in life. And I often let those things infiltrate my whole being and allow them to dictate how I ‘feel’.
Long time, no blog. Correct. The reason? No time! Which ironically hinges the gap from my last blog!
The last few weeks have been filled with a trip to Northampton, an escape to Wales, four birthdays, my Dad disappearing to Ghana for ten days on a mission trip, a week of navigating my class of children through their SATs tests, our 21st century women’s conference, two ridiculously early mornings, an early morning walk to see the Olympic torch and a million and one other things; marking, paperwork, emails, phone calls and meetings at work and housework, washing, cleaning, more school work and other chores and tasks at home.
Ever had one of THOSE days?! Where you just feel grumpy?! And no matter how hard you try, you just can’t pull yourself out?! I’m not talking about days where you’re under very real stress and pressure and are genuinely feeling weighed down by the world. I’m talking about those days when nothing is really wrong, the odd niggle or frustration might rear its unwanted head here or there but for the most part, life is pretty good, it’s just that grumpiness seems to tap you on the shoulder and settle in for the ride.
Over the last few days I have had so many people tell me to write, write, write!! I’ve been so totally blown away by the number of people that have read my blogs so far and the positive comments, feedback, encouragement and support I have received. Thank you all!
I made a promise to myself when I started that I would only write when inspired and when led to and I am determined to stay true to this. However, what I have realised is that there is always something to write about. Every single day, life goes on and the world keeps spinning. And every day has its little moments that need to be caught hold of, treasured and woven into memories, not to be forgotten. So often, we can easily find ourselves swept into the pace of life; hustle, bustle, schedules, meetings, phone calls, emails, deadlines and pressure. And in the midst of that, we can miss so much.