How Laundry Helps My Writing

My laundry, more specifically my dryer, and I have a special relationship. The serenity I find in doing such a simple mundane task allows my creative mind to emerge. While doing laundry I can push the outside world away, I can release my analytical brain from its duties, and I can let my mind wander.

It is during this creative outflow of time that I may solve plot issues, discover new characters, fix a scene, have a dialog with a character, or even create a new story. I dedicate my stories to my dryer because it is such a significant part of my writing. It is my release from the real world. It takes me to a place of play and creative outlet. It is my escape, at least temporarily, into a world of fantasy.

To my dryer - I dedicate this to you.

Time to go, my dryer is calling me...

Where Can I Get A Job

Today's big news is all about the Government Shut Down.

Where can I get a job where I still get paid when not working? Where can I get a job where I can shut down everything just because I want to disagree with others? Where can I get a job where I don't have to do right by others? Where can I get a job where it is all about me and what I want, to hell with the rest of you?

I know - I could get a job with the government.

Never mind, I think I would be much happier having a job where I work for my paycheck, try to work well with others, do what is best for the business and it's customers and where is about all of us, not just a few.

Outside My Comfort Level

Believe it, or not, I am one of those people that worries about what others think. Because of this, I tend to be reserve in my actions. I shy away from anything that may get me noticed, or could potentially embarrass me. What this means - I take life to seriously.

The other day during Oyster Run, while photographing the Seattle Cossacks, one of the Cossacks asked if I would like to sit on a bike and have my photo taken. I immediately said no, that would mean getting my photo taken (which I hate), being the center of attention (which I am not always comfortable with), and could potentially mean embarrassment (not sure why). Their response to my NO, they laughed. They couldn't believe I would turn it down.

Then it hit me, what was I so afraid of. Big deal if I get my photo taken and big deal if everyone notices. I thought, what the hell and decided to let go, step outside my comfort zone and just enjoy myself. And, I did.

Expressing myself outside my comfort zone. At least this once.  :-0

Wet and Loud

Each year our little town hosts an event that welcomes thousands of motorcyclist.  This year was a little wet and blustery, but that didn't stop them from coming. Not as many showed up due to the weather, but that didn't stop the ROAR! A bonus of this event is the amount of money it brings into town and the surrounding area.

Acceptance - Forgiveness

I recently read a saying that said sometimes like - you get to see the 'true colors' of people who say they care about you. These 'true colors' show up when life is hitting you the hardest. I have found this saying to be true and profound. During a recent low point in my life, friends disappeared, some slowly fading away. A family member abandoned me.

So, is it acceptance I need to perform? Or is it forgiveness?  No. What I really need to do is accept that I don't necessarily have to 'forgive', but I do need to let go and move on. That the energy, and emotions, I waste fretting and feeling angry is not worth the precious minutes I give towards these people.

What I need, is to accept and feel grateful, for those that are in my life and are there no matter what.

Expressing myself with letting go of the bad and feeling loved by the good.