I Need…

I need to stop and write… but lately it’s been rather challenging to do. There’s so much I wish to share, yet it’s been difficult to pause, collect and organize the myriad of ideas swirling in my head and just write. Where do I start? what should I discuss first, second or third? Is it writer’s block? Am I really too busy to slow down or dedicate time to this task…this art; my way of expression…the healing exhale? Well, please pardon me as I take you on this writing journey with me. As I just flow as a stream of consciousness. Going somewhere, yet not going anywhere…I just need…

Months ago…no weeks; or would it be moments ago? Okay, all of the elements of time ago…I was filled with conflicted anxiety that seemed to afflict me and almost shame me…the fact that I haven’t written…anything…to date on my blog. What’s almost like a feeble excuse, I really feel I can safely share that my lack of attention to this mission that I love, yet have not given hardly any attention to as in the previous year, is in part being busy and being quite exhausted…from EVERYTHING!. For me, writing, seems to be the only time and opportunity to focus on me as a form of self care; the centering of my thoughts and channeling the energy I get immense fuel from. So that I can share from my heart what is honest, reflective, and informative to those who I hope will be positively impacted, not just by my words, but by what the words they read emote to them.

Hence I pause to write. I pause to write for me and for you. I pause to write as a reminder to take time to care for yourself, protect yourself and refuel your energy spiritually, physically and emotionally, so that you can be there for yourself first, then others. As I so desperately needed (need) to do…making this joy-task my priority. I needed to regenerate…become renewed.

My son just walked into my room and has positioned himself on the bed next to me, nudging my arm to wrap around him as he nestles his head on my chest. Well…it looks like this moment is about to shift away from my personal, restorative writing time as my dear son now desires to chat with me. I can only sit and type the last few words with a smile on my face as I multi-task the attentive affections that are now called upon me. I don’t mind though. That is what this moment was for.

Thank you for going on this unplanned writing journey with me. I needed to write. I needed the reflective time to become restored and renewed…if even for just a few moments. This time felt so good.

Be Empowered. Be Inspired. Be Fabulous!