All so quiet – and then…
Yesterday I checked in with friends who have bush-fires to their north and south. Like many they are not getting a break. It is the second time in a week they are in this situation. In our text exchange she asked, “keep posting as I’m enjoying your new adventures”.
Thanks for the prompt and support, Alex. As requested…
This is not my usual post, but a post nevertheless. This post covers why I have been so quiet, a new project and an exciting announcement.
First que music, Bjork singing “Oh, so quiet”. I love this song, the contrast of quiet and loud and the joy and energy with which she sings it.
Why I have been so quiet on the posting front. For many reasons.
Life is full. Between Christmas, New Year and visitors. Visitors including a delightful full on 5 days with my almost 3-year-old grand-god-daughter. And then as well as seeking out the essential quiet time for myself and my man and I just to chill.
I am learning to fit my writing in between life and all the joyous moments it gives us. I am also learning to lock out and protect my writing time.
Part of my writing ritual has become my morning walk to the local kids’ park. About a week or so ago posted a video of me and the dogs on the swing.
Lying back on the kid’s swing with the dogs is becoming come part of my daily ritual. Yes, the kids swing, the type for toddlers that parents can also sit on. It is beautiful! It is a space I have carved out for myself, providing I get up early enough. I aim for 5, but 5.30 also works as long as I leave the house straight away. I can do this if I have worked out what I am going to wear the night before.
Side note: I am pondering how to rig up a swing on the boat. We will be able to do it.
So most days, I am up and out of the house by about 5.15. The earlier I leave the more space I have created for myself. Not that I watch the clock. It is a beautiful walk, short by some of my friend’s standards. Today, it was about 3 kms or 4,136 steps according to my iPhone. Mostly I notice the greenery, the flowers the birds their song and of course the other dogs that greet our dogs on the walk. This morning I also noticed a bulb, not the flower variety, the soda stream variety. There is a not so well known practice of inhaling the gas from these bulbs starving the brain of oxygen and then getting the rush as the oxygen screams back through their body. Something I don’t understand but witnessed once in my youth. It is sad to think people need to chase rushes like this when there are so many other ways for getting natural highs…
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Now to pen and paper, or fingers to keypad, although it just does not sound the same.
I have been busy writing. However not on my blog. I am writing a book, a work-related book, titled “Confident Conversations, how to have difficult conversations at work and get the outcomes you want”. I know it’s a long title. Well the title and by-line says it all. I’m aiming/struggling/aiming to have the first draft finished by Monday. I am feeling the pressure.
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Over the break, there is very little activity happening on Saboteur. Martin has finished polishing the hull, which is looking great. But that is about all that is happening until the 6th when they are back on deck (sic). It has been super frustrating and if I am honest, depressing. When you want your next adventure to start, you don’t want to wait. I am reminding myself of the tantrum my almost 3-year-grand-god-daughter threw because the swing would not stop fast enough as she wanted to hop onto the slide. Life is tough sometimes.
I want to personally thank a few people for their encouraging words and requests that are motivating me to keep writing. Alex Roth, Tracey Bode, John Richards, John Lloyd, Jordo, Therese Stewart, Litsa Barberoglou, Peta Green, Suzi Dafnis, Bill Fuller and of course my baby Martin Lloyd.
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