The necessity of quiet

I have been quiet here. For a long time. I could say it was because I was busy, and it would even be true. I could say it was because I’m pregnant and my hormones are going crazy, and it would be equally true. But the real reason is that my gremlins are back, telling me this is all not important and who will read these words anyway. Why bother?

So I took a break. I welcomed the bad conscience and the thoughts about how intelligent/mindful/peace-related the stuff I write here would have to be like an old friend. I completely lost touch with the little girl inside me who just wants to play. And I contented myself with mere thoughts of what I could paint, draw, write, sew or otherwise fashion.

Until I realised this is the time to do it. There will be no better time. And – sorry – I’m not doing it for anyone but me. It doesn’t matter whether it’s intelligent, enlightening, or good in any way, it just needs to make my mind and soul sing.

So I start back at square one, a different woman, but the same little girl.


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