I Write and Think-Not Worry
When I’m at my Mom’s I often sit early in the morning on her couch to wonder. Her yard and flower garden view is quite tranquil. Especially on a morning the seagulls and geese have decided to take up space elsewhere. I wouldn’t label it worry-wondering. When I come up with ideas I like to isolate and think about them more. Those are the ideas I typically try to write about. Certain ideas become puzzles to me. When I wrote about aloneness in my last blog post, it finally started to make sense to me after thinking about it for few weeks. I’ve already spent a lifetime struggling with it and now have more experience to draw on from, along with help from many authors, friends and loved ones who have shared their perspectives. And a therapist I had for years whose wisdom I continue to draw from. It helps me to write about ideas I suppose others might think about. My ego tells me maybe I’ve shared some thoughts that helps give them clarity. I hope so. I never give up the work to figure