You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.
- C.S. Lewis
This week I received a call from a local radio station. A nice woman asked if I could help her get local writers to appear on her morning talk show. I told her I thought I could.
I received a call today asking if writers might be interested in an event with other artists on the square in Hayesville to promote their work. I know I would be interested in promoting my work, my writing studio and my published writing. Perhaps we will have the opportunity.
A writer and dear friend asked me to accompany her to an event in Hendersonville, NC in February where we will both speak to a large group. I look forward to that, and hopefully to seeing some of my friends in Netwest while I am there.
What makes us go on each day, even when life has punched us in the solar-plexus? What makes us continue to dream about what tomorrow holds and what we can accomplish?
Some days I awake with pain in every muscle and tendon in my body. Other days I awake and want to pull the covers over my head and hope I don't have to see anyone all day. But those things have nothing to do with age. I had those same symptoms when I was much younger. Back then I often gave in to those painful days. Now, I know that time is precious. Today is gone quickly and will never be here again. So I force myself to think about the list I have made of things I want to get done today.
Some things on my list are not part of my dreams. I might have to see a doctor, keep an appointment with an accountant, make a call that I've already postponed, take my car in for repairs, but I remind myself that sometime during this day I will have the opportunity to brighten someone's day, with a smile or a word of appreciation. I might receive good news, get invited to read, to teach, to speak on writing. And before I go to sleep, I will take the time to write. Writing always brightens my day.
Dear Readers, I appreciate each one of you who stops in and visits here, and I really appreciate your comments.
- C.S. Lewis
This week I received a call from a local radio station. A nice woman asked if I could help her get local writers to appear on her morning talk show. I told her I thought I could.
I received a call today asking if writers might be interested in an event with other artists on the square in Hayesville to promote their work. I know I would be interested in promoting my work, my writing studio and my published writing. Perhaps we will have the opportunity.
A writer and dear friend asked me to accompany her to an event in Hendersonville, NC in February where we will both speak to a large group. I look forward to that, and hopefully to seeing some of my friends in Netwest while I am there.
What makes us go on each day, even when life has punched us in the solar-plexus? What makes us continue to dream about what tomorrow holds and what we can accomplish?
Some days I awake with pain in every muscle and tendon in my body. Other days I awake and want to pull the covers over my head and hope I don't have to see anyone all day. But those things have nothing to do with age. I had those same symptoms when I was much younger. Back then I often gave in to those painful days. Now, I know that time is precious. Today is gone quickly and will never be here again. So I force myself to think about the list I have made of things I want to get done today.
Some things on my list are not part of my dreams. I might have to see a doctor, keep an appointment with an accountant, make a call that I've already postponed, take my car in for repairs, but I remind myself that sometime during this day I will have the opportunity to brighten someone's day, with a smile or a word of appreciation. I might receive good news, get invited to read, to teach, to speak on writing. And before I go to sleep, I will take the time to write. Writing always brightens my day.
Dear Readers, I appreciate each one of you who stops in and visits here, and I really appreciate your comments.
This is a good post as I definitely feel like I've been hit in my solar plexis, since losing my dear husband of 43 years in Dec.
ReplyDeleteIt is hard to get motivated, and I am walking around in a partial fog.
Thank you for the inspiration.
FlowerLady
True words. I feel the same way--time is precious now, more precious than when I was young and all the world was ahead of me. Get up, move, be alive every moment. I hate even to go to bed at night because there is so much more to see and do.
ReplyDeleteThis is such an inspiring blog to read today, Glenda! It's pretty profound what you said about the crummy stuff having nothing to do with aging; that you experienced that when you were younger, too.
ReplyDeleteI think a lot of us who are getting older tend to think "Getting old really sucks" and to feel like something important is slipping away from us. Well, we can look at it that way, or we can embrace our time with grace, gratitude, and gusto! I know I am...and I've never been happier or more fulfilled in my life.
As director of FutureCycle Press, I have so much to look forward to each day. I may not be writing, for I am not a writer, but I am definitely publishing writers. I don't have time to think about aches and pains....
What is this event on the square in Hayesville?
ReplyDeleteWay to go Glenda!! Thumbs up!
ReplyDeleteMaren
Hi Glenda, you always brighten my days. I enjoy reading your blogs each week. Keep writing, and keep blogging.
ReplyDeleteWhere would we be without our dreams? Aspirations for what we want to accomplish...who we want to be...where we want to go...
ReplyDeleteAs Don Quixote sang:
To dream ... the impossible dream
To fight ... the unbeatable foe
To bear ... with unbearable sorrow
To run ... where the brave dare not go
To right ... the unrightable wrong
To love ... pure and chaste from afar ...
To try ... when your arms are too weary
To reach ... the unreachable star
This is my quest, to follow that star
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far
To fight for the right, without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell, for a Heavenly cause
And I know if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest,
That my heart will lie will lie peaceful and calm,
when I'm laid to my rest
And the world will be better for this:
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach ... the unreachable star!
:)
FlowerLady, I know how you feel. I understand that fog, that inability to focus, to get motivated.It will take more time than you have had yet. Take all the time you need. What you need cannot be fathomed by anyone else. But sometime soon, I hope you will go somewhere alone and think about what you like to do, what you are passionate about, what has given you joy in the past (things that did not include your dear husband so much.)
ReplyDeleteWrite down those things that bring a smile to your face. I found that doing something that helped me, also helped others. Perhaps your recovery will take you in that direction. Who knows? Try keeping a happiness journal. Try to write down 3 or four things you can do that will make you happy. I know you feel you will never be happy again. But you can be.
You have a clean slate to write down who you will be now. We re-invent ourselves several times in life. This is the time for you to re-invent yourself, be the person you want to be now.
Good luck and God speed, my friend.
I'm with you, Granny Sue. I can't go to bed at night when my mind is so active with things I want to do.
ReplyDeleteThat's why I ask friends not to call me before 10:30 a.m. I was probably awake at 3:00 a.m.
I love that you feel confident and you are enjoying your position as FutureCycle Press Director.
ReplyDeleteAs Maren Mitchell says in her book on chronic pain, we need to think about something besides our pain, get engrossed in something we enjoy, because the brain can't think on too many things at once. You are engrossed in your work so you can't think about aches and pains at that time.
Paula, it is just an idea at this time that we hope will come to pass. When I know more, I'll share it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Abbie and Maren for your comments. I have just about centered all my writing on this blog. I enjoy it so much and I think the main reason is you all give me feedback right away. It isn't like sending a story out and not hearing anything from it for months. Then it is published and still I hear very little from those who read it.
ReplyDeleteAlso, on this blog, I write from my heart, what I am thinking about today or difficulties I am dealing with today.
And I love to read the blogs of others. I learn so, so much.
Glenda,
ReplyDeleteCongratulations upon speaking in Hendersonville. Thanks for the encouraging words. We need to continue our work hoping if we cast our bread on the waters it will not return void.
Brenda,
ReplyDeleteYou are such a successful writer, poet, and everyone loves to read your work. You don't waste your time here on this earth.
Today I had lunch with my 98 year old cousin. She is a joy to visit. Recently she had to make a trip to the Emergency Room due to dehydration. She said the nurses were bringing other nurses into her room to show them this 98 year old woman. She didn't see the reason for all that. I suggested she charge them admission next time. We both had a good laugh.