The Sleepwalker’s Wife 2.0!

20170415_154140(0)Okay. I’m not new, and I’m not exactly better. Yet.

But, I’ve decided to reboot this blog. It has been years since I last wrote, plus I want to take on a new direction. While I hope to still share some reflections, I want to also dive into the world of crafts, upcycling, Pinterest and the like!

On a side note, I now have a little blessing that keeps me busy, so posts may be a little sparse at first! But I hope you’ll still follow along with me. ūüôā

Looking forward to making some changes. There’s a world of possibilities out there, friends, big and small! ūüėČ

 

Hit the Wall

Can one lose their joy for writing almost as quickly as they had found it? Are personal deadlines or goals, in the world of writing, creativity ( and ultimately, productivity ) killers?
‘Cause I think I’ve hit the Wall…
In this blog, for the most part, I have kept the focus on faith; Anything¬†recently learned or discovered; anything that inspires or challenges me…
No spiritual journey is a smoothly sailed one. Or, others might say, what goes up, must come down.
Often, that is me; UP down UP down UP down.
I’m trying to write an article; so far, I have a rather large portion¬†of it completed. Now, it is just a matter of filling in the blanks, then making it really come to life. Making it enjoyable to read, interesting; something that perhaps might even encourage and inspire others!
As it stands, most of the article is as vague and dull as this following sentence:
The sky is nice.
One might ask, ‘What does that even mean?? Is it night? Is it day? Is it cloudy? Starry? Blue or pink or lavender?’
Perhaps one writes best, when with all their heart.
And maybe it’s one of those days, where my heart’s
just
not
into
it.
So then, how does one refresh their soul, and get back in the game?

Time for a walk

I want to write another blog, but what should it be about?
The strikes, the victims, or a political log; or the teapot, short and stout?
Don’t want it to be boring, or come off as overly¬†critical.
Don’t want to vent, or rant or rave, or paint me as hypocritical.
I could write about love and beauty, and dear things that warm a soul;
Or I could write embellished tales, like sleeping in the New Year’s cold.
But the sun is warm and bright, and in its rays I wish to lie,
If only for just 5 minutes, this stuffy nose would remain dry!
The lilies bloom, the birds are chirping; how I want to join such splendor!
Wispy clouds roll lazily, in a blue sky I’ll soon be¬† under.
From nothing, to God’s creation, this blog poem has evolved.
That’s it, I cannot sit idly by, I want to be involved!
To smell the lilacs, touch the trees, taste the berries so wild;
Forget I’m sick, and appreciate the blessing of being God’s child.