I saw the prompt first thing, Five Minute Friday’s link up/join in on the spontaneously impulsive writing. I always go over the time limit, still I like the idea of free flow.
And I love, loved it, a word already settled in my heart. I’ve finally found the place of enough, goodness, I hope I stay longer.
Like the little corner in the room I call “writing”, I had lofty ideas for its design; but the Labrador has taken over the bed and I’ve yet to order the gallery pictures for the walls. Still, I made a little corner more special and I believe it’s enough.
Enough is a mindset easily tainted by comparison and imagined lives causing me to feel less than enough or mostly, lately…”How on earth would I find enough time to do the things they do so very well and smoothly? Every place I gaze upon, I see helpful hint overload, guidance, encouragement like coursework on a syllabus to be followed. Do this, that, keep going, keep trying, keep writing. ”
Steals the joy of it really, sometimes, the joy of pretty sentences looked back over to cause my nod slightly when no ones around.
Yes, this is me, this is brave, these words match my thoughts. I imagine the lives of others having seamlessly designed days of basking in the satisfaction of completeness.
I imagine them more joyful because of it.
So, I’ve decided this and will do my best to stick to its conviction.
I will write a few words, eventually chapters and upon sending the words into the world, I will say to self and listen to self as I offer up prayer:
Lord, let this land in the face of one looking down, looking for connection, for reason and relating. Let me not reach to grab back for show or measure what I’ve given to you for you to give to another.
Lord, remind me of the joy of enough.
Linking up with Kate Motaug for Five Minute Friday.