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Like the proverbial hibernating bear I seem to have gone to my cave in October and am just now beginning to crawl out into the sunshine of the early April days. I am sure I am not alone in this sort of behaviour. I am finding, however, that the longer you spend with your blanket up over your head, the harder it is to leave that spot.
Much has happened in the past 5 months, much of it a continuation of the basic routines of life as a church member, wife, mother, full-time teacher and part-time student. There have been struggles with the ill-health and later death of my father-in-law mixed in with celebrating Christmas and Easter, and the birth of two new great-nephews.
For a lot of that time I didn’t even open my wordpress account at all. Those moments of inspiration for something to write about just weren’t there and on the occasion that one would come along, lack of motivation would put an end to the thought.
So, like that bear I am now taking a moment to stretch my reflection and writing muscles and getting hungry. It is time to go out foraging with my eyes and my mind for something to say and the desire to say it.
I’m looking across the room at a picture of Winnie the Pooh in his classic thinking pose. His eyes are scrunched closed, one arm is around his chest and this other hand is up to his temple. Even looking at the picture I can hear him saying, “Think, think, think.” Maybe he is trying to think of an answer to a question piglet has asked, or maybe he is working on a hum, but he is thinking hard!
Here at the front of the room the same scenario is playing out. OK, I’m not physically squinting my eyes or knocking on my temple, but I am mentally trying to squeeze some kind of coherent thought out. I have an assortment of posts in the works at the moment, but they are stalled at some point or other. Some are just cool titles at the moment, while others were going along fine until I hit a mental snag on a point of logic or an annoying fact making my conclusion questionable.
There are various ways I get around this. Today’s choice was to write about the block itself rather than try to dislodge it from my path. Other options which I often use for blog writing include; saving my work and then choosing tags, previewing the post as it stands, heading off to http://creativecommons.comto find a good image to use, doing a spell check, or fixing the font and paragraph spacing. If all of these distractions fail to help me reach the dangling strand of my thought, I just stop for a while and do something totally unrelated.