Happy first Thursday of 2012, my pets!!!
Do you know that I love triple exclamation points??? more than triple question marks, which I don’t really care for at all!!!
Do you know I love that the word clam is in exclamation?
Do you know that I love this: http://i.imgur.com/CCNSs.gif
I am not sure, however, if I still love Thankful Thursday.
I need gratitude in my life undoubtedly, but I am not sure of the future of Thankful Thursday. I realize this is not some earth-shattering revelation, but it pertains to my blog. The info belongs here and to you, my readers.
In the last few weeks, I notice I’ve hit some sort of snag, if not an outright wall, in my writing, both in the fun and frivolous and in the more confessional, the type of writing I do for this blog. I’ve also been adrift with my poetry (insert frowny-face emoticon here).
I can’t seem to find anything funny to share. I can’t seem to find anything important, either. I don’t want to alienate you, my readers; I don’t want to try your patience; I don’t want to bore you; I don’t want to pour out my whining heart simply because I have an audience.
SPOILER ALERT: stop right here if you don’t love all things menstrual
I’ve been having something of a rough 3 months. Peri-menopause is not always kind, though I love finding new sources of power within. I just went through an extended bout of bleeding in which, over the course of 64 days, I bled for 47. The days were not all in a row, but what I have been left with is the second most severe period of anemia in my life. The concurrent repercussions of peri-menopause in my personal relationships are also of a flooding nature–tidal and deep, but not always as rhythmic as the tides. It’s hard. It’s confusing. Going deep and in spirals, rudderless and full at the helm–all of these things. If you have a peri-menopausal woman in your life, be kind, take heed, bow down. Throw rose petals and break flower pots. Do whatever it takes. We are forces of nature. FORCES OF NATURE. Get it?
The 2 major bouts I’ve had with anemia have also SUCKED!!! Rather than making any rash decisions while I’m still building up my iron and my health, I will simply play it by ear with the blog. For now, the equation seems clear: lack of iron=lack of creative forces.
I have LOVE LOVE LOVED the last year of blogging. I don’t want to think that it’s over, but I also don’t want to lose you, my readers. If I take a hiatus, I am afraid you’d never know when to come back.
I do have some ideas and plans. I can mix it up a bit, make things simple. Post a photo. Pose a question, strike a pose. I’m thinking on it.
I’ll leave it at that for now.
Thankful for you
Toujours, twinkly
Aw, shucks!!! I can’t really leave you like this, can I my pets? I think this might cheer you up:
I struggle with some of the same questions. Not the bleeding, but the ebbing desire to blog. I get that worry about losing my readers if i take a break; but it’s not such a huge risk; if you have one reader besides yourself, it’s worth it. Set the bar lower — strive for once a week — and if you make 2 or 3, you’ll have exceeded your quota. After a year, you don’t need to follow the rigid format. When it is time to be thankful, give thanks, even if it’s Monday. When music brightens your day, share it. And don’t worry about the poems. They obey their own cycles, irregular and unpredictable. But they will not dry up completely. You are born to have a limited number of periods, but your poetic creativity can regenerate throughout a lifetime. Be open, look and listen, and let the poetry of the everyday world flow through you. And when you are ready to blog again, I will be here to read.
Ray, I am glad that you are not bleeding. Where would it come from? Sorry. That was unnecessary, but the thought did give me pause. Yikes. Stop me before I say such things again.
Thanks for the helpful words. I am sure I will be able to draw on those thoughts. The not writing poems part is funny. I try not to think about it too much. The fact is, my writing has gotten more complex, so it sits longer. In the long run, I think it will be a good thing. I am glad I can keep reading other poems. There’s always that. And I am glad you will keep reading. I’m so damn verbal, it’s highly unlikely I’d stop writing anyway. Who am I kidding?
Why the compulsion to have a formulaic schedule of “days”.? While I did enjoy the themed days of the week whan I watched “The Mickey Mouse Club” in the 1950’s, a blog, IMO, does not require a production schedule any more than life requires one. It is an American culture trait to “make things happen” rather than “allowing things to happen”. What is more important…having a compass or having a roadmap ??? (although each is useful and beat aimless wandering).
Yoga practices and your mentor Frederick Matthias Alexander are interested in breath and breathing as sources of power. In fact there is a word for breath going in. That word is INSPIRE. Breathe…Allow your inspiration to happen…then share it with your readers.
Thanks, Uncle Doug, and as Paul says–you get style points for the mention and knowledge of FM Alexander!!! (See, triple exclamation). Do you know how rare it is for an AT teacher to hear someone say something about FM? It happens, but not too often.
I like your take on this and I agree with all that you say. I have loved doing the regular Thursday and Monday posts-with-a-purpose for the last year. It gave me structure when I wanted it. I am just a bit neurotic. I know I’ll continue to do what works and brings me fun. So when Monday rolls around, we’ll see if it’s music, something else, or nothing at all.
What about you? I thought you were considering starting a blog.
We sadly didn’t send Xmas cards this year, but hope you had a good holiday and we wish you best wishes for the New Year! Maybe we should really make the effort to see you in NYC sometime. Let us know (not here, but you know….if you are going to be in town). We NEVER go down to the city. What is our problem? The whole Valley goes to NYC all the time, but we don’t. THIS YEAR WILL BE OUR YEAR!
Did you ever see SCTV’s parody of Ingmar Bergman? Andrea Martin and Katherine O’Hare at their Eurocinema best.
Thanks for that, honey. You know I missed all SCTV the first time around. How does Andrea Martin never break character? Catherine O’Hara, too, but there’s something even funnier about Ms. Martin. Her face? I think it’s her face. Amazing!
A knowing smile and a wink to the Twink. Do what you need to do for you; it’ll all work out.
Thanks, alpha. Yes, you are right. I like to fret. And process. And fret. And process some more. I am a girl after all.