I don’t know about you, but when I put something in the microwave, I often find myself impatiently watching the count down. Internally I am thinking, ‘Is it finished yet? It’s a microwave, it’s supposed to be fast.’
Earlier this year I went on a writer’s retreat aptly named ‘write motivation’. Apart from the beautiful play on words, I have been thinking about this phrase a lot this year.
You see, this year is my year to write. This year I have set aside hours and hours of bum in chair, hands on keyboard. However, I have back and neck problems that trigger headaches. And of course my tight shoulders and neck is exacerbated by spending hours and hours in front of a screen.
In my readings over the past few days I have come across this word a number of times, ‘don’t’. You see, we live in a society that is all about doing. The mantra is, ‘if you want something go out and get it’.
The girls go back to school tomorrow, and mentally I am preparing myself for the school gate question, ‘How was your holidays?’
Because my answer is something like this, ‘Beautiful and scary, peaceful and stressful, idyllic and insane.’
I have placed the words “fear or faith” over my year. Then I have worked all year on choosing faith. Time and again choosing faith. Situation after situation choosing faith.
As one season draws to an end, another lies ahead.
It is tempting to finish one season whilst rushing headlong towards the next.
My daughter drags herself out of the classroom. I can tell the sort of day she has had, by the way she shoves her belongings at me and demands that I help.
Immediately mumma bear in me rises to the fore. I want to know the problem. Continue reading