Unblocking
“They” say that the best way to push through writers block is to write.
Let’s see if it works…
It’s not that I don’t have ideas for posts, I am just feeling deathly resistant to buckling down and putting them in writing.
It’s been pouring the April showers for a few days now and I’m trying to embrace the coziness of it and use it as an excuse to catch up on some (writing) projects and drink tea and anticipate how deliciously green everything is soon going to be.
I have a touch of the Spring angst. Everything is happening so quickly. The natural world needs no time-lapse video this time of year; you see things grow practically with your naked eye and I think it’s common to want to keep up with the growth and change and shifts.
Yet I feel a little stagnant.
My semester at the college is coming to a close and with it the regularity of getting in the dance studio. I still teach exercise classes during the summer but it’s totally different than being in my dancing body and mind.
I also feel excited, almost giddy with anticipation, but for what I’m not sure. Perhaps it’s just that throwback to childhood when Summers were full of nothing but fun; sleep away camps and camping trips, watermelon seed spitting contests and hours of jumping off the dock into the pond…which reminds me of that post I wrote a few years ago, This is the Summer…
Spring is one beautiful dichotomy. I am stuck and inspired. Bored and curious. Energized and exhausted. There’s only one solution, to revel in the moment.
“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want—oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
― Mark Twain