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RE: Memoir Monday: Whatever you choose to be and to do, it will be accomplished

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My grandmother used to say that from so much thinking and saying things, they came true. At one time, it became fashionable to write “maps of desire”, I don't know if you knew about this. On those maps you would put everything you wanted from the universe and that is what it is all about: to make visible what we carry inside. Say what you want.
Thank you for such a detailed comment and I would like to read something of yours, so I am going to “curucutear your blog”. Greetings from Venezuela.Hello, @carolkean! A poet used to say that when we read and we find ourselves in what we read, the writing ceases to be the writer's and becomes the reader's. Regarding to stop writing, it's sad if you did it for others, but if it's a period of aridity, of demotivation, it's normal. It has happened to all writers, good and bad. There are moments of great demotivation, but the advice is to always seek to write, even if it's a little, almost nothing. As in any lover's relationship: writing is sometimes elusive, but when it is delivered, the delivery is total and pleasurable.

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God bless you - what a wonderful reply! We've all read about manifesting, but your map of words and your grandma attesting to it - that's the kind of motivator I can relate to. Thank you for the kind words.

"The Connection Cure" by Julia Hotz, devotes a chapter to the healing powers of fishing... but that's a whole other story.I did shut down and retreat - mostly due to my family (but not my husband! He's awesome! and our youngest daughter!) - too many of us died young, and unlike @myjob, I didn't soldier on. Maybe I should have taken up fishing! A wonderful book I often quote,

Thank you Nancy!

We die every day, dear Carol, but we also live every day. If you were near here, I would have already invited you for a coffee or a beer to talk and talk about books. A hug

I'd love to mee over coffee or a beer!!! Thank you. And hugs to you. :)
Wondering if I'll ever book another flight in my life... 2019 was the "never again" flight! So far, I have not ventured near an airport since then.

@carolkean I do not think fishing had anything to do with my "carrying on", it was only the desire not to quit.

Well, many recommend FISHING as a prescription for whatever ails us.
Even Moby Dick opens on that note:

Call me Ishmael. Some years ago — never mind how long precisely — having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen, and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off — then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.
There now is your insular city of the Manhattoes, belted round by wharves as Indian isles by coral reefs — commerce surrounds it with her surf. Right and left, the streets take you waterward. Its extreme down-town is the battery, where that noble mole is washed by waves, and cooled by breezes, which a few hours previous were out of sight of land. Look at the crowds of water-gazers there.

–Herman Melville

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People who find fishing relaxing do not do it for a living. When I go what I call "play" fishing I am more relaxed and enjoy it, if I need to pay the bills, I am stressed.

That makes sense!
I've seen your amazing daily freewrites - oh, the work!
The toll it has taken on your hands - wrists - bones -
I hope you're still on the mend from all that.