Tag: computer screen

A Clear View

I awoke this morning with absurd thoughts like, “Maybe I should stop writing, or maybe I’m not really a writer.” Hogwash. I’m not sure what would be left if God removed the writer from me.

Over the weekend, I cleaned a window. The actual outside of the window, and it startled me with it’s sparkling cleanliness as I walked by. Wouldn’t it be nice if everything in life could be as clear as a clean window and as easily achieved. It took less than 5 minutes to return it to it’s original clarity.

Why did I clean this one window? Because it’s my favorite one to gaze out of as I write. The weather forecast is calling for rain all day and there’s a little weather app at the bottom of my laptop screen. It can’t make up it’s mind about the rain, so one minute it says, ‘Rain to stop’, and the next minute it says, ‘Flood’. There’s a large gap of uncertainty between those two events.

This window had a water stain running the length of it from the last rain we had, and it was distracting. Every time I’d gaze out the window, I couldn’t help but notice the stain, but today the window is clear and it reveals a totally different story. We cannot believe everything we think, especially first thing in the morning, so give the mind a moment to clear.

Wherever you choose to sit and write, I hope it’ll offer a clear view.

The Wrong Screen

The main reason I joined the Fearless community was to confirm what’s meaningful and rediscover my meaningful work. I knew writing was meaningful, but it doesn’t feel like work, hence the confusion.

I struggled for a while finding time to blog. It’s easy to get wrapped up in all the changes happening within my job, but here’s what I know today. There’s no amount of money worth taking up all of my time.

Writing is not something I try to find time for, it’s what I want to do. It’s about allowing a space to open, sitting down in that space and not leaving until I’m out of words. It’s a sacred space to let the words spill, and spill they do.

Taking time to write in our lives gives us the time of our lives.

Julia Cameron-The Writer’s Life
Photo by Danielle MacInnes on Unsplash

It’s a cool morning in Texas halleluiah!

The front door swung open early to let the cool breeze wash over the inside of our home. Our house cat, Chombus, loves sitting in front of the screen door. I noticed him staring intently at something on the front porch, so I walked over to investigate his fascination.

It was a twig rocking back and forth, being moved by the wind. Being an indoor cat, he’s never experienced a twig, so I opened the door and brought it inside to lay it on the floor in front of him. He moved it around and tried to bite it, just doing cat things to the twig.

That’s the kind of life I enjoy, where I’m never too busy to hand our cat a twig. As I finish typing this up to go back to my work, I can’t really classify writing as meaningful work. It doesn’t feel like work but is packed full of meaning.

There’s meaningful moments within our everyday life. It’s a matter of stepping away from the computer screen and standing in front of the screen door. Thank you Chombus, (the cat) for reminding me this morning not to spend too much time in front of the wrong screen.

Happy Friday my darlings. ~ Big love! Barb