Mindfulness Practice and Writing
Sometimes when I sit to write, it takes a bit to get the flow going. I gather coffee, journal, and pen. I sit by a window. I date my page and exhale. My pen taps the paper like a low-tech curser. So what do I do when words won’t take flight? I turn to my senses. I look out the window. I listen to the world around me. I take a slow slurp of coffee and sort out the flavors. When something catches my attention, down it goes.
It isn’t always going to be poetic, or even interesting. The point is the practice. The action is moving the pen over the page. Sometimes I over-think writing. I feel only worthy words should be written down. Last I checked, there was no ration on ink. Perfectionism is a creative-block, and the only way I get through it is stroke by stroke.
Squirrels on the fence
Trash truck rumbles
Bright blue sky
There are times when I’m pulled to the floor by grief. I reach for my pink pen to reel myself back in. There are times when I sit calmly with my tools and don’t have a single damn emotion. What matters isn’t the force behind the writing, it’s the writing. Verb.
The grit of grounds in the last sip
The sun moves into full view
The dog barks at the back door
The cat wakes up and stretches
So this is how I write when the feelings don’t strike. I become mindful of my surroundings. I apply simple descriptions to everyday happenings. Just as it takes a moment for water to warm in a tap, there are always better words waiting behind mundane ones.
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