Excedrin Won't Fix This
Posted by Rebecca Fri, 18 Apr 2008 19:31:00 GMT
I have a headache.
Maybe it’s the weather. Or maybe it’s the donut I had after lunch.
I’m sure it isn’t the writer’s block or Friday heartache. It could never be anything like that.
Although I do find it funny that when I have a desperate need to write lately, that’s when I have the least to say.
It used to be the other way around.
In the past, when I needed to write and my fingers connected with a pen or a keyboard, somehow the mighty mississippi broke through the levees in my heart, resulting in a deluge of wordy emotional muck all over the paper or screen.
I’m wondering if my heart went off and got smart. Maybe it pitched the sandbags and went with steel mixed with concrete. I’m not sure.
Today my heart is swollen and feels water-logged, but it is contained.
I’m not certain I’m completely comfortable with not being able to harness my emotional energy for the sake of creativity. Even though I’m overfull, I feel very empty.
Maybe that *is* why I have a headache. The river can’t get through my dammed heart, so I have water on the brain.
Or maybe it’s because this post is really terrible so my brain is knocking itself repeatedly against the interior of my skull.
Either way, there’s a lot of pain going on today. I wish it would stop.
Ah, sometimes we just "try" too hard :0
To write one needs a focus on something constructive, interesting and something to take one in a direction - a heart full of "positive energy" or at least constructive curiosity in one direction or another.
I don't know if that will help or not. Sometimes we must wait for a strong enough wind to sail a kite. Sometimes just patience to "hurry up and wait" is what we need.
smiles