Here again…
I’m here again.
I’ve been here for a while.
A part of me has been ignoring it.
The part of me who expects a lot is dissatisfied.
Another part is having a mini-tantrum “aren’t we done yet?” “are we ever done?” “waah”
One part wants to make many decisions.
One wants to put her head under the covers and quit everything that has been committed to.
Focus only on your writing. Your storytelling. What you want. Do Do Do.
And a little poem that arrived in my inbox simply whispers
“stand still.
…
you are surely lost. stand still. the forest knows
where you are. you must let it find you.”*
(Stand still. A sentences all the parts know to be true, but for some reason find the hardest lesson to do)
image source: Crossroads Revisited (c) Maefleur
* poem: “Lost” by David Wagoner via Dave
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