Here's what it feels like. I sit at down to work. I've put the time aside. I focus but the feeling of jazz is gone. Bitter feelings have replaced it, and it's really choking my soaring spirit. It feels like my window to bloom has passed me by. The winter is here and I'm just screwed. There is no money for a hothouse to force a bloom in this cold winter's walk in my life. Has my opportunity passed me by? I don't know but I keep working.
To tell the truth, the only thing keeping me afloat right now is the work itself. I can see the years of crafting on the page. It's a happy mirror to me. I've never written better. How weird is that? Even if the brain is sort of messed up, the work is not. I'm bleeding onto the page.right now. This blood is rich stuff. This work is the best of me. It dodges all the feelings and the life is on the page. More than a few tears end up on those pages too. I am so grateful for the work. So grateful.
I refuse to pause even on these cloudy inside days. Life feels too short to pause for them, and I plan to bloom. I believe that for me and you. I know that time and life isn't always on our side. And yet, dream for tomorrow. Dream another dream. Don't let the chance to create slip away from you. I know how scary it is to feel no one is ever going to see your work. Work anyway.
I have heard a saying. "April showers bring May flowers." I'm counting on the truth of this. Showers are here. Flowers should be coming. I hope you come back next week for more of my bloom series.
One last thing, a request. I hope that you check out my book PLUMB CRAZY. Please read it, share it with a friend or a library, post a review somewhere. I put a lot my heart unto this book. It will lift you up in unexpected ways.
Here is a doodle.
Here is a quote for your pocket.
Your coffee's warm, but your milk is sour
Life is short, but you're here to flower
Dream yourself along another day
Never miss opportunity Pete Murray