As a high-school drama geek I learned the key to effectively faking conversation in the background of a scene was to say “watermelon baby” over and over and over and over. It’s a phrase that means nothing but looks like something.
Six months ago I thought I was ready to just get up and go. Get back to the page, but, as you can see, I wasn’t. I feared my prose wouldn’t be as eloquent as some of the writers that I read. Afraid that I would be unable to flesh out my ideas into a cohesive statement. I thought everything I wrote had to be significant. If it didn’t carry weight or wit or knowledge or joy that I would be just another aimless blogger.
I don’t have a singular focus. I can turn to any number of subjects that will hold my attention for hours and, frankly, I like that. It’s more interesting that way.
This weekend I had the most amazing opportunity to meet with a group of women who are all there with me. Pushing, pulling, stretching and contracting to find their place, their self and their purpose. It was a reminder that I am not alone in this struggle and if they are willing to put it out there who am I to sit on the sidelines and contemplate my toes? It’s time to take that watermelon-baby and grow it into something incredible. Time to feed it, water it and let the sun shine down on it. I’m going to tromp my way through the flower-beds, plop myself down on a patch of land and see what happens. No more watermelon, baby.
i raise my glass to you for pushing pulling and stretching… that is what life is really all about anyway… right?
I love that you are starting your blog again after being back. I look forward to reading more and following your journey.
Thank you both so much! Ideas are starting to percolate and “Pop!” in my head! I am grateful to have you with me!
Love this post, and I’m so happy to see that you are ready to take the next step! You do not need to worry about your writing my friend…it’s all poppy just like you. perfectly you – that’s who people will show up to see. xo
Pop!!!
[...] know is that this weekend was profoundly touching for me. I so enormously appreciated meeting each of the participants. (P.S. There’s one person who is not linked here because I don’t have [...]
Oh Kate. It is such a pleasure to read your words and be reminded of the strong, sweet, intelligent and dynamic woman that you are. I am happy to see that you are finding your way back to your words and to yourself. I look forward to hearing what you have to say!
Big Love,
Valerie