Have you ever had writer's block? I don't mean the kind of block where you simply cannot think of what to write but the kind where you have too much to write about and you can't make a choice for all the ideas you want to get out of your head.
I feel like I'm in that kind of block right now and have been for the past couple of days. I have so many things I want to say about our politics and our government and all the campaigns leading to this upcoming election that I don't know where to start. I also want to comment on our lifestyles and our religions and our history and our sports and our TV/web entertainment and our movies and our sexual habits and on and on ad infinitum. I want to talk about the simple beauty of a baby sleeping and a puppy playing and a mountain brook bubbling and the sound of the ocean tide coming in and the wonderful aroma of a delicious meal cooking and the first biting sip of an ice cold carbonated soda on a hot day and the warm feeling that a soft kiss from one's mate arouses and the classic feeling one gets from sitting in an Italian restaurant drinking a great burgundy and hearing Frank Sinatra singing in the background. I want to talk about all the smells of a baseball game and the nostalgia it brings to a surge within me. I want to talk about the incredible excitement a great punt return stirs up in a crowd. My God, I want to talk about the fun of tailgating. I want to talk about the memories of past lovers while knowing it does not impugn the relationship I have with my mate. I want to talk about the awe I feel toward my daughters as they continue their growth as human beings and the trouble I have sometimes in letting them make their own mistakes because of the pain I know they will go through. I want to talk about the value of good friends and the comfort one feels when with them.
I want to talk about the how I feel when I see a wonderful work of art and how much of an inspiration it is to see nature both in majestic grandeur such as the Grand Canyon and its simplest manifestation such as a spider spinning a web.
There has to be something else out there....more than just primordial mud. I want to talk about that also.....what permutations of spirituality may be around us.....if I can just get rid of this writer's block maybe I can do all of the above.
Stay tuned.....
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