possible-chaos

Do you journal? Do you carry a note book with you everywhere? Logging all those bits of thought that pass through your mind?

Once the words are on the page, do you ever go back and re-read what you have written over the last few days, few weeks, months, year?

One should. It could reveal a lot about you. Why do are doing what you do. What you have or haven’t done. The pattern is there. With words being repeated. Ways being repeated. It’s there.  Words such as, happy, sad, creative, stuck, fear…

What are you trying to bury? What are you moving foreword with? 

Repeated words, familiar phrases, are clues. 

Clues to something that we should dig deeper into, it’s showing us something that our soul is yelling for us to hear. 

Stop, play with that for a while, live there for a moment allow those bruised words show you what your soul is yelling for you to see. 

The hidden meaning to that place you want to rush away from. The next time those familiar words start to repeat them self, stop and ask, “what do I really mean? What do you want of me?”

Be so very honest! It’s yourself that you are lie or are truthful with. No one else. Just you. It’s just you and your soul. 

It will set you free

To all the mom’s out there, hope you had an amazing day. 

Ever thought of writing a story about a mom on Mother’s Day? Would it be a happy ever after? Would it be a mystery? A thriller? 

Ah, the ideas… 

Do you write everyday?

Do you do morning pages to kick it into action?

Do you do a prompt? 

I’m still not the best at my writing, so many things seem to block my path. Just as I think “yes, it’s my turn” some monster jumps into my path. So then you begin to wonder, am I suppose to write? Or am I to write, even thou the monsters are fighting for all my time?

An obsession with making things perfect. 

Perfectionism, so crippling that it stops us from being who we should be…no one is perfect. And once we realize this, that’s what sets us free to be who we dream to be…a writer, a painter, a mother, a father, a friend, creative. 

It takes lots of practice to learn to let go of perfectionism. One must practice trust. 

Trust yourself to know that what you do is good enough. 

Perfectionism at its core is fear, a need to control. Once we learn to trust ourself, perfectionism fades away. 

Once we lose the need to ALWAYS control, to make it perfect, we can relax, we can create. 

Get uncomfortable and grow. 

Comfort is control, is perfectionism. 

Get uncomfortable and grow. 

Learn to enjoy those feelings, fear, uncomfortable, uncertainty, and trust the process as you practice growing. Brake the rules you have set for yourself. You know you have them. 

Brainstorm them out, journal them out, morning pages them out. 

No writing with blue ink, no writing with a pencil, no art in my writing journal, no messing up when journaling, etc

Come on, get honest with yourself. The real truth,

A done something is far better then a perfect nothing. 

There should never to rule to creativity. Brainstorm those rules, those thoughts of protectionism. Be honest. 

How do you allow your rules to control your creativity?

What could be the worse thing that happens if you let them go?

It’s hard work, but we can over come our perfectionism. 

I’ve had the flu. I never get sick. And this has taken me down. Its been over a week and I still am down. 

Hope others are well and write like a fire storm. 

  We went to an old fort. Beautiful place on a river. Even though the weather was 47, it was a beautiful day. 
Daughter is getting better. I’ll be heading home soon. And may be back to setting up goals and moving toward my writing. 

Best of luck writers out there 

This last week and the next to come, are a challenge too me. I’m in DC while my daughter has her wisdom teeth pulled. 

The writing has been off. While I watch her kiddos 3 and 2 full of energy ( wishing I had a tiny bit from them), nothing writing wise happens. 

So, best of luck to those who have the time. 

A walk in the woods here. Beautiful in winter as well as in summer. 

Til next week

I have started working at this cafe, and I’m rethinking that thought. 

This lady that owns the place is always saying how God gave her the place and how God has place people in her path to make it work and so on…

It really piss me off, when a young guy, dirty as can be, smelled a bit, and had a service dog with him. They walked in and he took his huge backpack and the dogs pack off, took a booth closest to the door as he could, and then came up to order. He wanted a hamburger, and coffee. I said you want cheese on the burger. With a sight smile he said no, unless it’s free, I only have ten dollars. 

I said, put that back in your pocket and I’ll buy your lunch with cheese on the burger. 

The owner came out and told him he couldn’t have that dog in there. He showed that it was a service dog. The dog stayed under the table, no one even knew it was there til he left. 

Later that day, after we closed. The owner asked, do we have to allow those dogs in and people that smell. Can’t we keep them out? I was texting my daughter and she said, are you looking that up? 

I looked up and said no, I’m not. The cook said you have to allow them in. 

It just really piss me off that someone who SAYS God gave me, can think or says things like that. No wonder people have a hard time with some who say they are Christens. 

Elliot is in my thoughts daily, in hoping that he founds amazing people in this path. And not the hateful ones. 

I have been playing around with new ways to keep up with my writing, tracking  all things. 

And I’ve been trying to clean out my soul, making what important to me first. And I want my writing to become first. 

I’ve been doing this Organize Your Soul challenge. She is doing a free month this Jan. and Feb. Oooooooo! If you can do it, go for it. It really is a good one. 

I’ve found this cool little note book, that I’m tracking in. It’s a Midori Travelers Note book. Google or Pinterest them. They are amazing. You can make your own inserts or buy. I’ve made my own. So easy. Their are groups on Facebook with lots of ideas. 

Have an amazing week 

I have been telling how my daughter has been fighting thyroid cancer. The battle was a hard one at times. 

A mom to watch her baby fighting something that she has no comtrol over. You want to take it away from her and fight for her. Yet, it’s her fight. 

While this Christmas we got the news that there is NO sign of it as of now. For the next year she will be watched with blood work. We are so very happy. 

I, now, am hoping that I can get back to my writing. It’s going to be hard to pile back into the mind set again. To make myself sit. To not wonder what the babies are up too, cuz they are with momma now. Wondering when and what’s needed next. 

I’ll be posting weekly what is happening. I’m doing a challenge of Organize Your Soul. Hoping it will help me to place me before anything else. And that is something that I have to learn now. For two years I’ve place a lot before me. And it had to be. Now, I think it’s my turn. 

Wishing everyone out there a beautiful year. With lots of goals filled. Adventures taken. And blessing had.