Life is full of surprises, both positive and negative ones. When we are ready to welcome the positive surprises that life hands us, then it’s our duty to accept the negative ones, too. Every twist and turn would eventually lead us to something marvelous. That’s what I like to believe. However, keeping a positive attitude is not always possible, especially when hard times hit us harder.
My last week was a painful one obviously, as my back pain was having a full on drama. Many times disappointment and negative thoughts sneaked in my mind. When I couldn’t do anything in the kitchen I felt defeated, to say the least. But I was able to reframe my mind and sow the seeds of positivity. I saw slow progress. My pain gradually came down. I could walk better as days passed. From an outsider’s perspective it was nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, I still walked so very slow, that both the tortoise and the sleepy hare could beat me in the race multiple times.
But I was making progress, each day, each hour, I was getting better. I still am.
I am able to walk much better now. Not all that slow. But I still don’t exert much in the kitchen as it could wipe out all the progress I made in a second. I am being careful. I can drive without triggering the pain, which is a blessing as I have to take the kids to their school and pick them up in the afternoon on the days when my husband can’t.
So, yes, both positive and negative surprises filled my week. I am grateful for being able to face the tunes of life and come out of it (almost) successfully.
Last week I also published a couple times in Medium. Also, uploaded in my YouTube channel. I am currently reading Mary Oliver’s A Poetry Handbook. Often, I find myself under the attack of imposter syndrome. Why am I calling myself a writer or a poet? I hardly write anything these days. But the truth is I write everyday. The note apps on my phone will show the evidence. I use 3 note apps regularly and all of them are filled with hundreds of small poems and stories. Today I was checking my google drive and found another bunch of creative outbursts hiding in there. The imposter syndrome needs to take a hike. I might not be publishing the stuff I am writing regularly, but I am writing regularly.
Finding these notes of creativity made me feel absolutely good. As much as I love notebooks and pens, I am thankful for the digital notes for safeguarding my random outpourings on a day like this when I question my existence as a writer.
As you can see I don’t have anything profound to share this week, other than I am getting better both mentally and physically.
Thank you for reading my rambles as always. Even if you don’t leave your thoughts in the comments, I appreciate your presence on this page.
Wish you a beautiful day.