Sometimes
writing is difficult. Like now...
Like when pure laziness has kept me from
sitting here, in front of the one-eyed-monster and actually thinking about
something, anything at all, which can be written into this God-awful blank page
into which my eyes stare… hoping for an apparition to come and say the “writing
muse” is OK… that it has just been resting, tucked away in a corner of my mind.
That lost corner where all things ignored go and hide, hoping not to be called
back into service any time soon.
Then, the
fishing begins. A look at FB to read about friends and family, where they are
and what they are doing this early in the year… some are dining, some are
traveling… some put pictures of family and accomplishments and some are
reliving past times and reviewing what was, or what may have been had it not
been for life itself and the way in which “she” (must be a she… no?) chooses to hand out little triumphs when she well
knows, with her unerring foretelling vision, the elusive big score will only become,
as years go by, a retreating hope that gets relegated to that huge bin labeled “opportunities lost… what might have been if…”.
So the
morning goes on… write a little then go away… then come back and hope for a few
more words. Not of wisdom; those are beyond my ken at this time. All that is wanted
are some words which may give some continuity to what is written, to what has
been written over a span of some 5 years now.
Perhaps
falling into that reliving/reviewing effort there has been some time spent
reading entries made 2-3-4 years ago. Well back into the first grouping
retelling those days when my life was reset into a new paradoxical life line as
I was put on an airplane and, like many before and since, shot off into a new
plane of existence. Little did we know… very little…
So this
Sunday goes on, this week goes on, this month goes on… so will the year and
what time we have left on this lane. We continue to live, argue, fight off
pesky issues –whether physical or emotional- and we continue to take that next
step without really knowing where it will take us. Each one of these steps is a
treat, if we always knew what would come after, or where it would lead… perhaps
life would lose that mystery which makes it utterly interesting and challenging.
So, while
the Pandora background gives me Frank Blue Eyes singing “Luck Be a Lady Tonight…”
I bid you all the beautiful things you hope for; it is my wish not that all
problems be resolved miraculously, but that each and everyone has the continuing
strength of will to fight on and to always take that next step, not knowing
where it may actually lead you.
Be Well … Be Back!!!
Final
Notes:
· Pray for those who are fighting an illness
which may take them away from their loved ones… Every request is heard, and
counts!!
· Follow us on Twitter … @RJAsPandora
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