Saturday, September 18, 2010

There are NO Calories in Life

As you've probably noticed, I've been beseiged by an attack of writer's block for the past couple of weeks.

 Inertia isn't something anyone welcomes, but when you're a writer who can't write, people do notice, and it's a real pain in the butt ...

Last week, in my frustration, I thought of an article I came across not long ago and saved -- I remembered that it made a real impression on me at the time. So I dug it out, re-read it, and waded out of my pity party long enough to try some of the suggestions.

 Grateful, I want to share the article with you. Take from it what you will.

"Too many people put off something that brings them joy because they didn't think about it, didn't have it on their calendar, didn't know it was coming, or are just too rigid to depart from their normal routine.

The other day, I thought about all those people on the fateful Titanic, some who might have passed on dessert at dinner in an effort to cut back on calories. It was mind-boggling. From that day on, I've tried to be a little more flexible in my own life.

How many women out there will eat at home tonight, because their partner didn't suggest going out to dinner until something had already been thawed out? Does the word refrigeration mean anything to you?

How often have your kids or grandchildren dropped in to visit and then sat in silence while you watched 'Jeopardy' on television?

I can't count the times I've called my sister and said, "How about going to lunch with me in a half hour?"

She would stammer, "I can't. I have clothes on the line; my hair is dirty; I wish you had told me yesterday; I had a late breakfast; it looks like rain."

She died a few years ago and we never did have that lunch together.

We Americans cram too much into our lives -- we even tend to schedule our headaches. We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves and others for when all the conditions are perfect. We'll go and visit grandparents when we get Stevie toilet-trained. We'll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet. We'll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.

Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One morning, we wake up and all we have to show for our lives is a long list of "I'm going to's", "I plan on's", and "Someday, when things settle down a bit I'll" ...

Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry-go-round or listened to rain splatter on the ground? Did you ever follow a butterfly's erratic flight or gaze at the sun as it disappears into the ocean? When you ask, 'How are you?' Do you wait to hear the reply? Or, do you run through each day on the fly, trying to outdo what you got done yesterday? 
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Have you ever told your child, 'We'll do it tomorrow,' and in your haste, miss the sadness in his eyes? Have you ever lost touch with a friend and let a good friendship die? Call -- just say 'Hi'. 
I have a seize-the-moment friend. Whenever anyone calls her, she's ready for an adventure, and she's always available for spur-of-the-moment trips. She keeps an open mind for new ideas and her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You can talk with her for only five minutes, and you're ready to trade in your bad feet for a pair of rollerblades and skip taking the elevator for a dive on a bungee cord. I've decided. I want to be just like her. 
My lips hadn't touched ice cream in ten years -- I love ice cream! It's just that I might as well apply it directly to my butt and thighs with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process altogether. Well, the other day, I stopped the car and bought a triple-decker "Death by Chocolate" ice cream cone! If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would've died a happy woman.

Now, go on, treat yourself to a nice day today. Do something you WANT to do -- not something on your 'to do' list. If you found out you were going to die today and you were only allowed one phone call, who would you call? What would you say? And why are you waiting?

When you worry and hurry through your day, it's like having an unopened gift that you've simply tossed away. Life isn't a race. Take it slower. Hear the music, before the song is over. Life might not be the party we had hoped for, but while we're here, we might as well dance." ~Author Unknown

Note: I'm still feeling some of the effects of writer's block, but I'm feeling a whole lot better about everything ... and that ice cream cone? Damn! It was worth EVERY SINGLE CALORIE ... hugs from me, CJ

"A writer Soon learns that easy to read is hard to write." ~CJ Heck


John B said...

When I get a block I just consider that the pot is simmering and sometimes we just have to let it do that.
This is very special. I do want to fill this fast moving life with better things, and it does help to be more mindful of the process.

Thanks for sharing this!!!


CJ Heck said...

Thanks for your upbeat words, John! You helped me ... so glad this article helped you, too!

CJ Heck said...

Comments from Facebook:

Kay Easterling
This story is a great inspiration to me. You have gotten over your writer's block now, for sure. Beautiful thoughts will pop into your head on a daily basis, taking life head on and embracing the day. Yes, the time does seem to slip away... and we take many things for granted.

My days are full of joy when the little ones are here. To take them out and just go to the park brings me as much pleasure as it does to them. But, unfortunately, I cannot be spontaneous when I have my duty to uphold. To bring those boys the stability they so need in life. Mom leaves a lot to be desired, to say the least.
CJ, I'm so glad to see your post today. I don't get on facebook as often as I would like. Only on the weekends now! So trying to catch up is impossible. I ♥ ya. You have such a kindred, beautiful spirit that embraces me. ~Kay

CJ Heck
Kay, thank you. It's better, yeah, but not gone yet. I've had this happen many times over the years and as frustrating as it is not to write, I sure get a lot of other stuff done that's been needing it around here! It's a double edged sword, I guess. YOU are an inspiration for me. You are an upbeat lady with a genuine zest and love for life and I'm proud to be your friend. ~Hugs to you, CJ

Dawn Harsh Fitch
Remember to stop and smell the roses!

Tony Nerone
It will come, try listening to opera, it works sometimes for me. You do not have to like opera -- the loud sounds wake up your artistic feelings.

CJ Heck
Thank you, Tony, I'll have to try that!