Dear friends, as I write, it is Thursday morning. After a week of warm weather, the air is cool again but not too cold. The sun is out and there’s a gentle breeze blowing through the trees.
I plan to get outdoors later today, which is why I'm here now, attempting to drum up a blog post from thin air. Some days I sit down at my desk and find it easy to put words on paper, or type them onto a blank screen, as is usually the case. Other days, the well seems dry, nothing bubbles up. On such days, I stare at my office walls, covered with framed articles from the past—representing just a fraction of the thousands of words that have come out of me through the years—and I wonder how on earth I wrote all of those words and sentences. Just how?
In the past, when I sometimes wrote on a deadline, a blank screen could bring a panic attack, but these days, life is simpler and I find a certain value in having nothing to say. It's usually a sign that I've been drowned out by other voices, that I need to turn down the volume and clear out the cobwebs.
If you think about it, there’s something chaotic about exposing your mind to a continuous dialogue, whether it be via radio, television, blogs, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, or even engaging with people in the real world. My brain needs frequent breaks, else it hits an overload status, accompanied by a deer-in-the-headlights expression. That's why Facebook—which I enjoy sparingly—and blogs are the only social media platforms that I use, and why I’ve never opened the can of worms called Pinterest, Twitter, or Instagram. Well, I tried Instagram for about a day and could see right away that wasn’t the forum for me. Frankly, I can’t even comprehend that people actually have time to be active in so many places at once, or that they have the fortitude to keep it up, day in and day out.
For me, there are times when every outside voice has to be shut off—radio, television, blogs, Facebook, people—in order for me to find my own voice again. It may be only for a day or an hour, but I find such rituals are essential in living a balanced life.
Well, well ... that richness (wink, wink) will have to do it for this time. I hear my granddaughter stirring in her bed, awake from her nap, and I must go smother her with kisses. In the meantime, I leave you with some favorite images from the last few weeks.
But first, if you need to smile, and who doesn't, this 22-second video of cupcake playing a fun game with Memaw should do the trick. Is there anything more delightful than the pure laughter of a baby, or the appearance of three teeth?
Until next time, sweet friends, have a happy weekend and may the sun find you, wherever you are.
Note: There were video issues with certain browsers, so I uploaded to YouTube and it should be visible to all. If not, let me know.