Another day certainly went by yesterday and I think I missed it. Yesterday was a rainy Cape day. Normally this type of day would give me a lot of time for voicing my thoughts, but my two daughters and a friend were winding down their last day of vacation here with me and we were just busy. I went to yoga in the morning. Had lunch, TV, and conversation with them all afternoon, as the rain kept them from the beach. Then we went to an early movie, had ice-cream for dinner, and came home and played a couple games of Scrabble (the real kind at the kitchen table) and the next thing I knew it, it was 11 pm and my husband arrived for the weekend. We all sat talking until midnight and then, all extremely tired, fell sound asleep.
It is not often, in my serene life, that I am kept so engaged that I don’t have a moment to read, write, or even just think my thoughts. I call this operating on the surface. Operating on the surface is an important part of a writer’s life. It is where information is gleaned and thoughts and opinions are born. It’s where my mind is fed new ideas and new paths emerge.
Many times we say “Today I haven’t had a moment to breathe” and that can be a good thing. Operating on the surface, staying out of the deep, gives old issues a chance to settle. The infusion of new information from the surface not only fjords new pathways, but gives new life to old struggles.
And so, as another busy day goes by, I give gratitude for the time spent thoroughly engaged with friends and family, and…I have written.
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