To all writers, bloggers, artists and creative types:
Do you ever yearn to get away from it all? Do you have a yen for some nice quiet time to create, contemplate the universe or just be? Do you crave simplicity; an out from the unnecessary complexities of the modern world? Do you need more free time to explore the possibilities? Do you feel as if you are you living up to your full creative potential?
Do you feel the aching desire to just escape and never look back?
Real life sure gets in the way of being a sensitive artist…
And so here I am. It is around 7 am. I have gotten up early before work to write for an hour; just sit and let the universe dictate my hand so to speak. I quiet my mind and allow the flow to manifest. The words fill my brain and I just record them. It usually doesn’t take much and my mind and fingers are going at full speed. I am in my own little world; a very happy little world where I am content and then it happens…
…it is always something. The kind of something that go with life typical of a busy working mom living in an interesting neighborhood in one of the weirdest cities in America; some minor “crisis, malady or goings on. I try to take this all in stride and most of the time I can keep the flow going. I have amazing powers of concentration…haha. It gets out of hand when Mario, my famous but pesky cat, decides to jump up and sit on the keyboard in an effort to get my attention, he does, then sneezes all over. (he’s a sneezer that one)
I gaze out the window…my imagination travels to far and distant places…ahhhh….a misty mountain forest, a beach, a villa, a tropical retreat perhaps. I am not picky on this. A nice atmosphere is just that; nice. At this point I’d take a room at fairly decent hotel with excellent room service…haha, really…okay a budget hotel on the coast, a pot of strong coffee, a sandwich….and peace and quiet, maybe the roar of the sea and the gurgling of the ice machine outside the door….
Ohhhh how delightful…
I am an introvert although I play an extrovert on the screen and I am solitary by nature. I do like people, as a whole and individually, some more than others. I wouldn’t be able to live alone but sometimes I yearn for a little solitude. Just gimme some peace…no distractions…just nature…
Being on the spectrum doesn’t help. I am sensitive to sounds. That above all else impairs me. Sounds seem amplified, some more than others. I have sensitive hearing and I can get distracted by noises. It is like my mind is in tune to a dozen or so radio stations at once. I can live in harmony with this. My mind is active. I like to think. I like to create. Real life is louder–much louder. It is difficult to explain but it becomes harder and harder to endure until it becomes too much and I get an overwhelming urge to bolt.
I have to get away. I yearn to flee but unfortunately real life doesn’t allow for that…
I would love nothing more than to be holed up in a nice and comfortable cabin in the woods.
I would love to not count the seconds as I contemplate the mysteries of the universe or the colorful hues of a symphony. The cabin would be well supplied with piles of books, spiral notebooks and bars of dark chocolate. I would lock myself away for a month or a few and emerge from this cocoon anew or at least with something to show for it. I would eat healthy, honest and pure food, drink lots of good coffee, keep strange hours and write to my hearts content.
Every day I would walk in the woods and at night I would admire the blackness of the sky and the brightness of the stars. I would have the time to explore my other creative sides besides writing which there are many.
I would paint the trees and the stars and the essence of hope. I would lie in soft green moss and dream the dreams of the enlightened. I would run and swim in a serene lake and hike into the hills. The only sound I would hear would be nature’s music. The crickets at evening and the breeze through the leaves of the trees, the rush of the wild river and the songs of the birds in all their varied loveliness….
From all that yumminess I would emerge renewed and bursting with creative juices. Like a happy Jelly doughnut.
Alas my dream must be put on hold . The practicalities of my life do not allow for any of this getting away from it all and I must deal with real life for now….but it is nice having a vivid imagination and this will suffice for the time being. Perhaps I can achieve that Happy Jelly Doughnut effect with that alone. Time will tell…
Not having all the answers but being fine with that right now.