Well, a blogger’s worst nightmare anyway (or perhaps there are worse things than writer’s block)…
The past few weeks I’ve felt like I don’t have much to share with the blog-o-sphere. Life has been filled with work, art, tango, jogging. Life has been good, but few things have felt especially blog-worthy.
Yet if I go too long without blogging I start to feel a calling to write (much like I do if I haven’t gone jogging in awhile). I know there are stories in the mundane, but perhaps I’m overlooking them? Perhaps I’m taking a break? Perhaps I’m not prioritizing well, and I’m not leaving myself time and energy to write or think about writing? I’ll ponder these things.
For the mean time, I’ll share what I’m grateful for. At the beginning of 2013 I began a gratitude jar (check out my initial post here). As part of my New Year’s celebration, I opened the jar, and counted and released (<<see the comments too) my blessings from the year. It’s a really nice tradition that I’ve continued into 2014. I don’t put slips of paper every day, but I’ll sit down at least once a week and recall the things I remember. In the jar they go.
Today I’m grateful for busy days doing laundry and grocery shopping, folding laundry, and jogging. Yesterday I was grateful for a nice dinner with my lab mates, prepared by a lab visitor from Spain (It was delicious.). Friday I was grateful for helping a friend move into her new place, and for all of the people who have helped me move in the past. I was also grateful for tango on Friday.
There are so many blessings in my life every day, and if I blog about nothing else I should remember that it’s Ok to blog about that. Writer’s block, be damned…