Ah, the challenge of the blank page. Whether writing, painting, drawing, or whatever your choice, the blank page can be tantalizing and daunting at once.
This is actually the second go-around on this particular blank page. My long thought out, perfect (of course) solution to this month's round robin journal was a complete bust. Blank again, I will head in when there is a bit more time.
For right now, rather than tantalizing, it feels daunting. It won't last. Last minute panic will rule!!
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| Sister's broken leg |
Much of life is made of inopportune things, glitches in our plans. Far too often we say, "I don't have time for this!"
As I struggled with my morning-cold fingers to re-thread the black cord through a pair of pants, these words came to mind. How foolish of me, though, really. Fretting over these glitches is not the answer.
On Sunday, my sister, who is my mother's primary caregiver, was in an accident that left her in the hospital with the contraption pictured here on her right leg. Three months without putting any weight on it. Inconvenient? You bet! Does she have time for this? Weeeelll.
As Pollyanna-esque as it may sound, perhaps there is a gift here somewhere. Whether a misplaced cord or a broken leg, resisting what IS is certainly a waste of time. Ranting and other angry responses serve no purpose. So, what if, instead, the newly changed circumstance is a gift? Just a thought. Something to ponder.
William James said it well:"Be willing to have it so acceptance of what has happened is the first step to overcoming the consequences of any misfortune."
