Welcome to Following the Whispers blog
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here whenever I feel the need. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair. Now, my focus is sharing this journey we call life.
“Only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth, and that is not speaking it.” Naomi Wolf
“We are called human beings, not human doings.” Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs…(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” Theodore Roosevelt
Thursday, October 29, 2009
I had what I thought was a great idea for a nonfiction book on aging. Still do (think it's a good idea, I mean). But it wasn't happening. I did a few interviews, then lost energy for the project. That doesn't mean I won't go back to it at some point. But for now, I just can't get into that rhythm.
The novel, though. It came through in the silence of the Scottish Highlands and whispered further in a magical forest in Ireland. At first I couldn't write past the first few paragraphs. But yesterday, I began to research. It flowed. One website after another revealed more potential background in John Phillip Souza-like rhythm. Before I knew it, the day was gone and I had pages of material to review.
In dancing and singing, two of my main hobbies, rhythm is key. I hadn't thought about rhythm in life, but it makes sense. If you tried a waltz to a cha-cha beat, you'd be off balance and stumble a lot. Dancing a Bulgarian dance to an Irish Waltz mixer wouldn't work either.
So I'm paying attention to life's rhythms. and my own. And when what I'm doing doesn't fit the rhythm, it means I need to listen better to find the fit.
What are your rhythms telling you?