It's a Thursday evening. Only 101 days left of my writing project. So I'd better make them count, huh? I'm listening to some Norah Jonas music. The power is off tonight. It went off a bit after 6. I'd just... Continue Reading →
So it turns out that even the Netherlands has remote areas without internet access. So when I drafted a blog yesterday during a weekend with church I couldn't upload what I wrote. Now I am in the train on my way home and I am trying bring all thoughts together. I am having quite a few of them, so consider this one a therapeutic rant to get it out of my head and let it sink deeper in my heart.
It's Sunday evening. I am watching Call the Midwife on BBC one. The intro of the series starts with an opening from diary of a midwife. "Chapter 1. Why did I even start this?" It's exactly the thought that I have been having during the past week. I wasn't feeling well, didn't have much energy and didn't really have any inspiration. But this weekend I also saw some special friends that I hadn't seen a long while. Most of them I hadn't seen since I started this blog, but quite a few of them have been following my stories to my surprise. Some asked me how I managed to keep it up. The answer came to me somewhere on the walk through the city. It takes practice. The practice of love and loyalty.
Two blogs today! Or two in one actually. Because I skipped the one from yesterday. I got up at 4.30 am to get to work. (I have an extra evening/weekend job to make some extra money.) Afterwards I had to do three interviews for Camp Rising Sun. All in all, a pretty full day. In between I needed a moment to do nothing, for a long bath and watching a nature documentary. As I was listen to David Attenborough, I realised that I had absolutely no interest in writing. So I questioned myself: why do I commit to writing? I am not going to follow up with my goal, if I miss a day? I came to the conclusion that even though I accepted a challenge to write every single day, I realised that forcing myself into it, is not going to be helpful to anyone. The only thing I wanted last night was to relax.