Flight Of Thoughts

Sound Of The Surf = The Most Zen Thing On Earth

I’ve been writing on Medium now for a few months. Most of the time I have a topic or two on the back burner I can ‘go to’. Drafts that are sitting there waiting to be fleshed out. Occasionally there will be a bit of a dry spell where I’m just not feeling it, so I let it be. I’ve found when I try to force it — even with a great subject — whatever I write is completely shit.

Last night, however, my brain was nearly manic with things I wanted to write about. I even woke up in the middle of the night and made note of a subject that came to me. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.

I’m not sure if I’ll be tickling any of these subjects into anything worth while or not. Sometimes I sit down with a topic in mind and something else will have happened to me that day and BAM — that’s what gets put down. Or a story that started out about one thing takes an entirely different twist as it pours itself out onto the screen.

There is a Zen to this process. As I’ve said in other pieces, if you’re reading this and finding something that rings true — I’m glad. But this is about me, doing what I need to do. And leaving a window into my life, thoughts, feelings, and soul — Real Ann — behind for my grand kids.

If any of them turn out to be writers, I hope they love it as much as I do. I hope they feel The Zen of it. I hope they can release their words into The Universe with the intention of knowing whoever needs to read them will somehow find them.

Namaste.

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