I’ve been reminiscing the past year recently and when I came across this post, it precisely mirrored my thoughts. Thanks to Philosiblog for the post. Sometimes, others’ words fill the bare spots of your own conscience.

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When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you. – Lao Tzu

What does that mean?
Once again, we have another Twitter-friendly shortened quote. The more complete version is “Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.

What is it that you are lacking in your life? Conversely, what do you have in your life which you take for granted? About what could, or even should, you be rejoicing? Your health, your relative wealth, your friends, your family? Even if you have none of those, you could rejoice in the quiet and tranquility.

So many of us focus on what we do not have, and overlook or even ignore what we do have. At least until it’s too late, right? I’m sure it never happened to you…

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A well-known writer, Jessamyn West, penned, “Writing is a solitary occupation. Family, friends, and society are the natural enemies of the writer. He must be alone, uninterrupted, and slightly savage if he is to sustain and complete an undertaking.”  I couldn’t agree more.  When writers are in their “element” they become isolated from the real world, if only temporarily.

 I mentioned to someone recently that I can’t think clearly unless there are no distractions around me such as the television, radio, someone talking on the phone or involved in conversation nearby.  They responded with “really?” as if they have no problem trying to write while surrounded by noise.  I consider myself a pretty good multi-tasker, however I cannot devote my full attention to writing with any background distractions. 

Sometimes the need for quiet is overwhelming.  It is during these times I find meditation helpful.  The following is a quote I happened upon recently which succinctly sums up my thoughts on the topic:

 “The unusual thing about quiet is that when you seek it, it is almost impossible to achieve. When you strive for quiet, you become impatient, and impatience is itself a noiseless noise. You can block every superficial sound, but, with each new layer extinguished, a next rises up, finer and more entrapping, until you arrive at last in the infinite attitude of your own riotous mind. Inside is where all the memories last like wells, and the unspoken wishes like golden buds, and the pain that you keep, lingering and implicit, staying inside, nesting inside, articulating, articulating, through to the day you die. (p. 240)”  ~ Hilary Thayer Hamann, Anthropology of an American Girl.
Okay, the ending is a bit extreme for the present moment.  The point is sometimes we need to take a break if our creativity is to be of any consequence.  Therefore, I’m off to my quite space, just for a little while, hoping to emerge renewed and enlightened.

Shakespeare Would Have Been an Awesome Blogger

Hamlet’s “To sleep, perchance to dream” can be restated as “to dream, perchance to blog” for me.  I’ve mentioned before that every 20 minutes or so, I think of several topics I’d like to write about and by the next hour, my daydreaming leads me down other avenues.  So today’s question is how, exactly, does one decide what to write about in a (daily) blog when their interests are numerous and extremely varied in content?

 I’ll resort to a tip my oldest brother gave me several years ago.  He recommended I keep a whiteboard and pen in the rooms I do my best and most fervent thinking in.  I figured it would be easier just to carry around my pocket tape recorder; after all, I carry around a cell phone most of the time so I thought it would be convenient.  Older brothers are indispensable for a reason…they are usually much more intelligent and mine certainly is!  It was way too much trouble to drag the recorder around, only having to replay it and write down what I recorded in the end.

The whiteboard idea was brilliant but I didn’t have one handy, so I began with notebooks in each room.  That worked a little better until I decided to purchase little whiteboards I could scribble on and erase rather than have MORE books laying around.  So now I have a several methods by which to jot my thoughts and feelings down.  Now what was I saying?

Oh yes, what do people ultimately blog about if they only wish to write one blog item per day.  The answer can be as simple as writing about the most important thing they thought, felt or heard that day.  On the other hand, the decision could be complicated, involving research, statistics, measurements, etc.  The bottom line is, unless you have a specific blog, such as one for recipes, quotes, tech information, travel, fashion, etc., the subject you choose is entirely discretionary.  That’s what makes generic blogging so much fun.

Also taking the advice of my brother and another individual, when I write down thoughts as they occur, I can organize them into which topics are easier to write about and which ones would be more time consuming.  Organization, which is critical in writing anyway, also makes it easier to select topics for following days.  Then, depending on how busy I am during that particular day, I can select the issue that suits my availability.  It all makes sense, doesn’t it?

I’ve wanted to blog for many years.  At first, I thought only celebrities, the media and businesses did it because there was an end return involved.  Obviously I was mistaken and am happy there’s an open forum to write about anything.  Although still a novice, I’m getting practice and it’s giving me stricture.  Some days, I feel I have nothing to write about because either my day was boring or I was too busy to think.  But there’s always something to say; whether or not people will enjoy reading it is another story.  I’m not sweating that part though.  I’d rather blog than write college essays and that’s my topic for another day! 

 “Nothing makes time pass or shortens the way like a thought that absorbs in itself all the faculties of the one who is thinking. External existence is then like a sleep of which this thought is the dream. Under its influence, time has no more measure, space has no more distance.” ~  Alexandre Dumas, The Three Musketeers