I debated on what to write about tonight.
The only NaBloPoMo I ever lost was because of the Thanksgiving holiday, and unexpectedly NOT having access to a computer before midnight.
And of course, I didn’t have a smart phone of any kind back then.
These last 3 nights, I managed to blog via cell phone only. A neat trick, these new-fangled tech tools.
I attempted useful, meaningful and whimsy. And overall seemed to avoid any major auto-correct mishaps on my blog.
Not that it would have really mattered for NaBloPoMo. Since it’s not supposed to be about quality, but instead about commitment.
But if you’ve followed me for any time, then you know that I rather despise the idea of “lazy” posts.
I’ll experiment with writing exercises. I’ll play with different styles.
I’ll tell stories and write poetry. I’ll share information and play show ‘n tell.
But I’m not a real fan of following the crowd or throw-away posts.
Real writing is about sharing some piece of heart, after all. Right?
Unless there’s nothing else left but sheer commitment to the process.
In the end, perhaps there’s a lesson in that. As it’s often commitment that keeps the world ticking and that drives us to success. Not the prettiest, the loudest or the tastiest things that cross our paths. Simply the steadfast things. The ones we know we can rely on. That which always has our back. What is it that’s always there, even when things don’t go to plan? It gets us through.
Practice, training, love…. None of these are always easy, always sexy, always fun. But investment in each pays off in troves.
And to dig further into that… What do we want that foundation that we can rely on to be? What do we really want to commit our energy to in life? But likewise, from what do we wish to draw upon to help propel us forward?
It’s all too easy to put off important things, because we don’t think we have time to do it right. We don’t write that letter, because it won’t be a masterpiece. We don’t make that call, because we don’t have enough patience. We don’t share that story that’s crying to be told, because we’re not good enough to do the telling. We don’t invest in the relationships that matter the most. We don’t plan room in our lives for memories, for smiles, for people, for stumbling, for tears, for sticky fingers and sloppy kisses.
And when there’s no extra room, when we live our lives so close to the wire, by the skin of our teeth…
When every minute is spoken for in ways we’d never want for our children, much less ourselves…
It’s time to look up and see the cliff we’re heading for.
Thanksgiving is over and now November NaBloPoMo is winding down to an end. Tomorrow marks the last day of the challenge.
I hope everyone had a marvelous holiday weekend with good memories and camaraderie.
3 responses to “Getting Close Now…”
It’s been a lovely writing experience 🙂
NaBloPoMo is such a great writing exercise. Thanks so much for visiting along my journey! 🙂
It really is a very good exercise and it is my pleasure to connect with as many bloggers as I can. Thank you for visiting, I appreciate your time 🙂