Isn’t it wonderful when your body
is in perfect harmony with your soul? Life gets a tad easier when that happens.
Yes, when life’s wheels roll coherently without glitch. But that is a Utopian state,
isn’t it?
For the past few weeks, I have been
in a state which can only be described as being miles off Utopia, far-flung from
the less than perfect status quo that defines life at most times.
Let’s just say that what I’ve actually
been able to do has been the complete opposite of what I’ve been wanting to do;
as if both were being driven by opposing energies. The end result, well, nothing
substantial or to the heart’s liking being realized. It’s exhausting, this
battle between the heart and the body. While the former yearns to tick off certain
things, the lack of bodily strength prevents ideas from being uncorked. Fatigue,
mental or physical, can curb all your wonderful plans.
But has this happened to you as
well, ever?
Well, I’m sure it has, for it isn’t
occurring for the first time with me either. Exhaustion eventually catches up,
a truth I have learnt only too well.
Writing or blogging is a huge part
of my life. I tend to get anxious on days I’m unable to make time for it. So,
you can very well guess how restless I have been for the better part of the
past two weeks now. Being unable to come up with posts or write in response to
some great prompts has been nagging at me. Somehow I hate it when writing
becomes a casualty in the battle between the heart and the body.
No editorial or writing calendar can
rescue you from these bouts of being under the weather. And at times, the real
reason could just be the missing muse disguised as fatigue. I’m not sure which
one it is now though. Perhaps a combination of both? But the fact is, when you
end up in the clutches of either, or both, writing becomes extremely difficult.
How do I know that? Well, it has taken me over 3 hours to write this much. So
you can imagine, can’t you?
But I have still tried and you
can do so too, when at the same threshold that is. As they say, one step at a
time. Just one step at a time, my friend.
I have had just about enough of the
blank piece of paper staring back at me. I am not budging today till I have inked
something meaningful. So, with the discomfort of pains all over, aided by a
muse that refuses to cooperate, I’ve completely surrendered myself.
My heart desperately wants to hit
the publish button today, come what may, and if you are reading this then I’ve probably
succeeded in doing that. It may not be the best piece I have ever written but
the satisfaction of having written something is what I’m going back with.
I leave you with a few quotes that could help you write, motivate you, if you ever go through the same.
Keep on beginning and failing. Each
time you fail, start all over again, and you will grow stronger until you have
accomplished a purpose…not the one you began with perhaps, but one you’ll be
glad to remember. – Anne Sullivan Macy
It is perfectly okay to write
garbage—as long as you edit brilliantly. – C. J. Cherryh
A blank piece of paper is God’s way
of telling us how hard it to be God. – Sidney Sheldon
To live a creative life we must
first lose the fear of being wrong. – Joseph Chilton Pearce
The desire to write grows with
writing. – Desiderius Erasmus
A sentence a day keeps the doldrums
at bay. – Nikki Broadwell
We write to taste life twice, in
the moment and in retrospect – Anaïs Nin
I must write it all out, at any
cost. Writing is thinking. It is more than living, for it is being conscious of
living – Anne Morrow Lindbergh
This is how you do it: You sit down
at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it’s done. It’s that easy,
and that hard. – Neil Gaiman
A writer is someone for whom
writing is more difficult than it is for other people. – Thomas Mann
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