Suddenly, I'm back writing a blog, starting to write a new blog I suppose is what I'm trying to say. The thought crosses my mind, do I still know how to do this as its been some time since I last blogged. Last year, it was a daily occurrence. then as per my title, things changed..... as they inevitably do. My health was playing up, I was moving house, a friend died suddenly, I had official paperwork of all kinds to organise, which was extremely time consuming. Then I became involved with writing a non fiction, self help book at the instigation of a third party. As well as this I began a second book, pure fiction, a fantasy adventure. So you see, its not the writing that is difficult, I'm a frantic writer, just cant help myself, no, its the blogging that stopped.
I wonder how many of you out there are writers. I know there are an awful lot of us...its a calling, and an urge, or should that be purge. It is something that is necessary, vital, imperative. It Is not even important if I'm ever published or not, I suppose that is why the blogging. At least I feel it is going somewhere except just out of my head and into the pc. Although the act of writing is an end of itself, getting thoughts and words on a page...magic stuff. Perhaps my head is stuffed with inconsequential rubbish...but I know it has to come out, and regularly.
Now, back on this page I notice the change has not only been in my life but on Blogger too. I never really understood all the updating we seem to have to do with pcs or the internet. Things never stay the same for two minutes. It is a actual pain and a virtual pain to discover you must find your way around another new format, instead of just pick up where you left off. Ho hum, slowly, slowly...but it hurts my brain and stops me getting on with the important bit.
What was my premise...change is inevitable...which is certainly the case in my life. I think I have run the gamut as far as emotions and practical changes. Except I am beginning to realise that I have been running on half empty for nearly a year. The sheer volume of changes around me that needed organising and dealing with, really obscured the fact that I was not recovered health wise but actually gradually declining. It is only the fact that I am now beginning to feel better that make me realise I was actually unwell for a long time. Which is quite a revelation believe me.
As my illness involves my lungs, my actual ability to breath, it is obviously vital, fundamental to my energy levels. The actually upsurge of energy building within me very recently has given my life new meaning and excitement. I can tackle mundane jobs and still want to go out. I don't have to keep crawling into a horizontal position to rest. I can follow through on ideas instead of keep saying maybe next week. I have hours in my day I didn't have before when my energy levels were low and everything was a major undertaking.....life is good, the sap is rising and all's well with my world.
So, I guess I'm giving you all a poke after my mistake, to say despite the fact that change IS inevitable, don't allow it to swamp you so much that you fail to find time to actually go and get yourself checked out. I hate wasting time in the doctors, except sometimes it is actually a necessity and not wasting time.
Look after yourself out there as your health effects everything. Also, look out for me more often again on here. Yes...I've got these changes beat......easy peasy....inevitable indeed!
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