Photograph supplied by a student. |
Last week I realized that for someone who calls herself a
writer, I wasn't producing much in the way of writing. Full of the kind of motivation that
occurs as a often as a partial eclipse I drew up a day planner.
For a writer it should be entirely feasible to complete
at least one chapter a week, to produced at least one poem and ideally to come
up with a short story. I drew a square for every day between Monday 30th
March and August 31st. I will make a cross each time I write. I will
not break the chain.
These first steps inspired me and I found myself nosing
around for writing competitions. And then things started to happen. Minuscule
things; that a Mexican shaman might notice or perhaps an ancient wise woman who
had uncurled the serpent at the base of her spine.
I went to the University to discuss options for studying
a masters degree. I would return to the fold that nurtured me through my bachelors.
I would work with the people I now correspond with. My chosen subject fits
perfectly and there is a potential funding pathway, closing in three days!
The next day the sun and the moon aligned. A sign my
heart cried out a sign! Later that day I had a great idea for a short story:
another sign, things are coming together they are aligning.
How very New Age of me: I will ask the universe and it
will respond accordingly. I will approach the world with optimism and an
unshakable certainty in my own success. Why not? Apart from the fact that
unending positivity can be slightly irritating to those raised not to blow
their own trumpet and are reminded that no one likes a show off. As Morrissey
said “Shyness is nice” “Shyness can stop you from doing all things in life you’d
like to.”
Same moon, different colour, different student |
How often are we told? We were told? That only one in a million make
it in the music, games, fashion, and film industry. Well why can’t I be the one
in a million? Yes good luck with that the Pessimist responds. It has
nothing to do with luck. My positivity, my enthusiasm is driving me, it’s a creative
drive and it’s on a roll. The more that wheel turns the more opportunities arise.
How does my theory stand up then, if (dare I say it?) if I
don’t get the funding, or win the story competition ? It doesn't matter, I’m already happy. These are things I should like to
do, but my life doesn't depend on these outcomes, my creativity enhances my life and needs no one’s permission but mine.
I have officially granted myself permission to be unbearably
positive, to have faith in spiritual alignment and to blow my own trumpet. Now
if you’ll excuse me I’m off to light a joss stick and polish my crystals.
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