Who Says You Can’t Have a Day Off?

Well, to say the least, I have not accomplished much today as far as my writing goes. I keep telling myself it is Sunday after all, don’t worry about it…not working! I am still berating myself for not having put more effort into my expressions of the mind…

So what have I been doing?

Reading emails, tweeting, researching new topics, rating articles on Helium, trying to figure out a new software that will enhance my online presence (yeah, that was a waste of time since I couldn’t understand how to make it work), grocery shopping…and I did go for a walk on this beautiful 50 degree day.

I guess I did do quite a bit, but the fact that I did not ‘stay the course’ that I have mentally outlined for myself is reason for my less-than-accomplished feeling this afternoon. Perhaps I should actually write it down or make a schedule for myself and see how that works.

Not holding much hope for the schedule thing though since too much structure tends to throw me into a tailspin. Being free to explore the thoughts of the moment or act on an impulse is more to my liking.

This free-spirited attitude does find less than a desired outcome for accomplishing much of anything. But you know what? It brings joy and comfort to my soul.

I have fought trying to be so organized and structured my whole life and have never been content. The only times I find true peace of mind is when I am following the whim or passion of the present. Don’t get me wrong, I do like to plan for certain things.

However, most of the planned events in my life now are for setting dates to travel or paying the bills. It eases the turmoil of my mind when life offers change, the excitement of something new is quite a draw. Though a certain constant in my life is comforting as well.

Hmmm, seems a bit contradictory, but isn’t that what brings balance to each of us:  the type of balance that provides for happiness and joy on a level not experienced by someone who is stuck in a rut, so to speak.

So damned be the smothering, you-need-to-be, conservatives who insist on my following some pattern outlined by the less than artistic breed of humanity!

Let my words flow as they seek to find venue that will afford some sanctuary and appreciation!

And maybe one day I will be organized just enough to write that novel or find other paying publishing of my works.

I think I will let myself have a day of rest while I gather my scatterings and start again tomorrow on task. My mind is content and my body feels joy, so it’s been a good day and all has not been for naught.

L