1/2/2010 - Another Day of Journaling
Greetings,
Here I go again, another day of trying to think of what to write!
Most of us have several things that happens throughout the day that we could write about. I am no exception to the rule, but for some reason, I just feel drained to day.
These past few days, I have had more to write than normal. When you are writing a novel, you write three to four hours a day and then you are done. But when you find yourself writing a novel, finishing asignments and then trying to keep an online journal, that has to have an entry each day, you get a bit overwhelmed. At least I feel that way.
I finished a new section of the novel this morning and decided, "I'm getting out for a while!" I made a phone call to a friend and said, "Let's spend the day together." They were perplexed by my call, because I had not seen them in years.
It was the best thing I have done in a long time by calling them. It was exactly what I needed to just let my spirit renew itself and have a carefree day. I realized when I woke up this morning, I have to breath, experience and just get back into living.
We found ourselves in a little Victorian town called Eureka Springs. It is in Arkansas and the whole town puts you back into another time. It is enchanting! We did plenty of walking on their old cobblestone sidewalks and had lunch in a quiet, out of the way place. Everywhere we went I saw little signs saying, Love, Live, Hope. I purchased one for my friend and could not resist getting one for myself. I need to hang it where I can see it each and every day, for the rest of my life! I think the day did both of us some good.
When I returned home, I called Linda to see how she was doing. Thankfully, she is much better and is somewhat excited to see her sister. She took my advice and called Jeff. She said he was happy to hear from her and they made arrangments to meet, once she got to Vermont. This was good news!
I finished my call, grabbed my keys and took the solstice out for a long drive. I stopped by a beautiful, green water creek and just sat and watched two blue herrings, with their long slinder legs, hopping from one stone to the next. They had some sort of purposeful reason for their actions. I just could not understand what. Then the thought occured to me, I did not need to know their purpose and I suppose I should be that way within my own life. What my purpose is, is what my purpose is! Simple.
I have always been too serious and as my daughter always tells me, I analyze everything. I do! That is just me. I am not one to throw tantrums, scream, yell and have fits. I simple say what I have to say and its done. Nor, do I need someone to repeat themselves, nag, yell or scream for me to understand what they are telling me. Of course, I will analyze what they say before I make any sort of comment back. That's just the way I am.
