Taking off from writing for over month has taken its toll.
I've enjoyed it, but it's time to get back to it. And I'm finding it a bit difficult to just plant butt to chair and pick up where I left off.
Not because I don't want to write, but because I have enjoyed Tuning In to the World around me so much that I don't want to spoil it by trying to capture it with feeble words and doggerel prose.
During my hiatus, I've been on a couple of adventures. I didn't write at all during that time. And I want more adventures without the added pressure of trying to capture it in scenes, conflict, dialogue, theme, and resolution.
I merely observed and absorbed.
I listened, smelled, touched, tasted, and saw.
I was awed by it all.
I got in tune with the World and Life again without the worry of "How would I describe this sound, smell, texture, taste, and sight in a story."
I just enjoyed the Time and the Place.
When we were at the Grand Canyon, Nadya, my wife, commented, "Pictures just cannot capture how beautiful it is."
And I thought, "Neither can words."
However, that's our jobs as writers and artists--capturing the Moment, the Time, the Place, the Essence as best as we can with the limited tools we've been given and trying to explain God, the Universe, and Every Infinite Thing with finite words.
And, yet, this inspires me to try to do just that--to reveal to others what I see, feel, hear, taste, and smell in my soul.
I've decided not to wait so long for my next re-Tuning. I need to be re-Tuned at least every four to six weeks.
To go somewhere and just experience without the thought of expression.
To absorb without worrying about wringing out the access.
To just Be.
See you on the bookshelves,
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