During the school year my days follow a certain pattern. Out of bed, Bible study and journaling with coffee, breakfast, then school and chores. We finished school here last week (except for my job-the grading).
The garden calls me to come and weed regularly these days. In case I failed to mention it lately, I live in the southern part of the United States. It is hot here already – like 85 degrees hot – hitting 90 over the weekend. I have been getting up early to work in the garden in the cool morning hours. My normal routine is out of sorts. This makes me out of sorts.
“When I don’t write enough…I become lonely for my soul.” writes Julia.
She quotes a friend named Joseph,”Without writing, my life rushes by unexamined and I feel a disturbing sense of disconnect.”
In the third chapter for this week she states, “It doesn’t matter how you do it, what matter is that you do it.”
Journal pages sit empty. I feel a little empty even though life these days is very full of doing. There is not a lot of writing. Lonely and disconnected truly describes it feels. Now just to take Julia’s advice and “do it.”
HCB Book Club Posts
HCB Post A Letter to Myself
Lyla’s A Little Help from Mr. Fusion
Glynn’s The Writing Heart Is Not a Lonely Hunter
Melo’s day 21: right day, right time
Cassandra’s Morning Pages
Melo’s day 22-24: I got rhythm
Erin’s Let’s Be Brave, Put On Our Big Girl Pants, and Get Real (Yes, I’m Scared Too)
Stephanie’s Dear Miss Stephanie