To all the regular joes & janes that run ... on the roads & in their heads.
catching up with diverse thoughts
It's been a while since I have written last. It seems that the time between the entries are being stretched out more and more. Maybe I needed a little break, but I don't think that I'm done with this blog ... quite yet.
The past couple of months have been rather quiet on the creative front: I stopped writing completely. My notebook is still in my napsack, always ready in case I feel like scribbling in the bus, but I have been avoiding it instinctively, a quasi self-imposed incubation phase filled with work, running and trying to stay on top of the TV shows that I watch... and the constant stab of inner guilt about not picking up the pen (figuratively and literally), the guitar or the piano. I'm topping this off with plans for our run in vegas, getting married as informally as possible, "some" planning, and considering teaching a half marathon clinic over the past few days. I think the stars are aligning and re-aligning non-stop, and to fight or impose our own will without feeling the flow first would be just like trying to stop traffic on the highway by crossing the lanes with eyes closed.
The news have been full of warnings, scandals, bla bla bla. Then comes a long a story that is utterly jarring and core-shaking: Taylor Mitchell, 19, folk singer from Toronto, killed by coyotes. It only really sinks in when I listened to her songs on her MySpace page (http://www.myspace.com/taylormitchellband), initiated by curiousity, of course. Thinking about how beautiful she sounds, how beautiful her songs sound but at the same time knowing that despite all this, had she survived, the level of appreciation she should receive for her musical talent would have been nowhere near the success she would ever achieve.
Life's so arbitrary at times.
The past couple of months have been rather quiet on the creative front: I stopped writing completely. My notebook is still in my napsack, always ready in case I feel like scribbling in the bus, but I have been avoiding it instinctively, a quasi self-imposed incubation phase filled with work, running and trying to stay on top of the TV shows that I watch... and the constant stab of inner guilt about not picking up the pen (figuratively and literally), the guitar or the piano. I'm topping this off with plans for our run in vegas, getting married as informally as possible, "some" planning, and considering teaching a half marathon clinic over the past few days. I think the stars are aligning and re-aligning non-stop, and to fight or impose our own will without feeling the flow first would be just like trying to stop traffic on the highway by crossing the lanes with eyes closed.
The news have been full of warnings, scandals, bla bla bla. Then comes a long a story that is utterly jarring and core-shaking: Taylor Mitchell, 19, folk singer from Toronto, killed by coyotes. It only really sinks in when I listened to her songs on her MySpace page (http://www.myspace.com/taylormitchellband), initiated by curiousity, of course. Thinking about how beautiful she sounds, how beautiful her songs sound but at the same time knowing that despite all this, had she survived, the level of appreciation she should receive for her musical talent would have been nowhere near the success she would ever achieve.
Life's so arbitrary at times.
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Comment by Carole Noble on October 30, 2009 at 1:46pm - It's hard to explain to someone with so much on the go and working full time as well (like you) but our days are full. French study, practising Tai Chi, arranging our social calendar (we're catching up from a year away and almost no entertaining in the summer) - and as retired people we seem to be doing more socially during the week with retired friends, Bob's involvment with volunteer stuff (with my assist on computer stuff - so far making posters, book marks), going through the house - it's a long onging project to declutter and make ourselves "lighter" - I feel weighed down with all or our stuff - a sentiment expressed by many at our stage of life - I wonder if your generation will be the same - perhaps not - and we spend a lot of time with our kids for some reason. Last night we drove back from visiting our friends at Brighton rather than stay over night so that we could drop by Krista's - she had been sick all day with a migraine unable to keep anything down. Sean is coming for lunch tomorrow and then is working on our new computer (which he suggested since Bob's is so slow), and so it goes. Well enough stream of consciousness - we'll talk on Saturday.
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Comment by Jane on October 30, 2009 at 12:05pm -
I think I needed to take a break from things so I could regroups and relax a little. I'm back now though. Thanks for your comment though, I tell myself that I am blogging for myself, so I have a record in the future, but to have someone talk to me through it adds a bonus dimension to the experience!
The half marathon clinic got resolved - there was a lot of confusion as to the date and time of the clinic, so in the end, it did not work out for me ... but as Eddy keeps saying (mockingly) - it's all in the star alignment... this will leave me with some time to consider taking an online writing course over the winter now. How about you?
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Comment by Carole Noble on October 30, 2009 at 10:35am
- Glad to see you are back at your blog if only for now. It gives me a chance to see where you're at with things. I felt out of touch when you weren't posting. Thinking of teaching a half marathon course? - interesting - you keep finding finding ways to renew yourself.
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