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, December 3, 2009
I watched the movie, Sex and the City last night. I'd seen it before, but I was totally in need of distraction--something light that would take my mind off everything else. In the film, Miranda (the lawyer) separates from her husband because he cheats on her (sex had pretty much disappeared from their marriage). Anyway, long story short, after six months or so, they try therapy. Then they are to take two weeks, during which time they don't speak to or see one another. A location is chosen where, at the end of two weeks, they either show up, or they don't. If both appear, their entire past is erased.
I love that concept. Of course, in real life, we must do a great deal of work to erase the effects of deep wounds inflicted by those we love and who love us. But the idea of new beginnings appeals to me. It always has. Fall is my favorite time of the year because it was when the new school year started and I got to buy new notebooks, pens, and clothes. Teachers were different. Classes were not the same. New students were added into the mix; others had moved away.
With the New Year just around the corner, I am shifting towards a new attitude. I am going to attempt to see each day as a new beginning. This means that even if the previous 10 days resulted in no new writing, that past will be erased each new day. So, dear readers, if I lapse into complaining about the writing path, could you please gently remind me of this declaration of new beginnings.
What new beginnings might the New Year have in store for you?