Back in the Saddle

I’m back tonight to say “Howdy, ya’ll” before I log into my online class. The past two weeks have really challenged my intention to blog regularly. Last week was the first week of being back in school for my son, my self and my new group of students. We are all still adjusting and sometimes my head seems to be spinning faster than a teeny, tiny tornado.  The other activity that has been taking up a lot of my time is my involvement in an online class about writing children’s books.  I’m really enjoying it but it has pulled me away from blogging. We’ve been working on developing our writers’ purpose and identifying our roadblocks to writing.

As I enter this new phase I would like to encourage all of my readers to seek out an interest that has been in the back of your mind for a long time. Is there something you’ve been putting off until the time is right? Something that was a dream long ago that you might want to dust off? Something new that’s been tickling your fancy? (I love that phrase, it comes with an image of a feather duster).  If there is something that you would like to explore, try finding the tiniest possible step, just a tidbit, to move you toward it. Maybe it’s researching your topic or finding an online class. Maybe it’s tossing out the idea to some like-minded friends and asking if they would like to get together to try it.  Maybe it’s telling a trusted confidante that you’re going to do it and then having them work with you as an accountability partner and gently nudging you toward your interest.  It might even be acknowledging it to yourself and writing it down.

I have found that there is usually no “perfect time” other than the present moment to get started on something that you really want to do. Let your passion shine through and go find it. Invite your muse to come for tea and make it special. Bring home some fresh flowers, put on some of your favorite music, light a candle and honor your calling.

Let me know what’s calling you and what your answer will be.

Being With What Is…

Last night was the first night of an online class I signed up for on writing children’s books. I was really excited about participating in the class and made arrangements so that I could leave the house and devote all of my attention to the class. My husband is in charge of getting our son ready for bed on Monday nights for the next six weeks. I left in good spirits and fully prepared with my journal, a laptop, my son’s tablet (just in case) and my smart phone to be sure I would be able to access the course. After a few glitches with getting internet access at the local university I was online and ready to roll. Then I found out I would need to have a program installed on the smart phone or tablet that was not supported by those devices. I switched to the laptop but I was unable to get the video to play. I was growing more and more frustrated and discouraged when I decided to just stop. I took out my journal and wrote about my frustration and asked myself what my next step should be. Should I rush home in a panic and try to get access the course there? Should I just give up? Should I take it as a sign that this is not to be?

What I decided to do was to meditate. I had also happened to join a 21 day meditation course by Deepak Chopra and Oprah Winfrey that started on August 11th. I was planning to meditate before bed. Instead I sat in the student center and listened to the meditation through my earbuds. As I focused on my breathing and the mantra I found my frustration slipping away. Eventually I was even able to laugh at myself when I realized how frantic I had become over something that really isn’t a problem. I must have looked quite silly as I was trying to untangle cords and had 3 different electronic devices basically malfunctioning at the same time. The course is recorded and even though I couldn’t participate “live” last night I’ll be able to communicate with the other members and instructors through Facebook. I was also reminded of how anxious I had been about the kitchen just a week ago and now that I have a functioning kitchen again I’m being anxious about something else instead. I kept breathing and focusing on the mantra and the centering thought for the day: Happiness is my true nature. What is it about being human that permits us so often to forget our true nature?  What is it that takes us away from joy? For me it usually involves wanting things to be different than they are. I’m optimistic that if I have this lesson shown to me enough times I’ll eventually understand it. Being with what is is the only way to be.

When you’re frustrated how do you respond? Are there techniques that work for you that you would be willing to share? Is this a lesson you’ve already learned or are you still being shown as well?