Despite my innate ability to get mathematical equations wrong on a daily basis, I seem compelled to nut out how long something might take me, or how much something costs. It’s weird but the beauty of this little quirk is that it helps me stave off the anxiety associated with the ‘what if’ thoughts that traipse through my brain box.
Today was no different. Today though, I scheduled for planning out the next 12 months and I feel lighter. More in control and more at peace. I’ve now worked out that in order to complete the NaNoWriMo challenge, I need to write just under 1300 words per day on my novel. This may seem terribly anal to do, but I feel it gives me gravitas; it helps me stay on track and grounded.
Another thing has happened too. I’ve scheduled more time to write than I have to work on paid jobs. Gasp! Yes, it’s a wild decision but it just feels like it makes more sense.
And it’s strangely empowering. It’s like I’ve just sent a message to the world that I am unavailable sometimes for anything other than what I believe to be the most important things: family (which, for me, is a given), and writing.
There, I said it.
I consider writing to be as important as my family. I believe that me spending time writing is as valuable to my personal wellbeing as spending time with my loved ones.
Reading that last couple of sentences back is interesting. If you asked me outright if I felt this way I would probably say yes but add a laundry list of other things that matter as well (that I think you think matter, and therefore I want you to think that I think they matter too. Capiche?).
Yesterday, writing that question to myself about what I would share with the world if I was only able to share one thing, gave me a lot to think about.
In my past I would have said music. But I don’t think that is what I am called to share. I think I’m called to share words. In whatever way they are carried, it’s always been the words that have held their ground with me, even when I was unable to arrange them in comprehensible patterns. Words have never left my side and I doubt they ever will.
So, after a day of staring at a digital calendar and adding/ subtracting information I feel ready to tackle the next season of my life. And ready to explain to clients that they can’t get work done before the first week of December because I am already booked in till then. You snooze you lose ;P
So, what can I leave you with today?
When everything is said and done, sharing a coffee with my son and knowing that he now knows that I value his time, conversation and company, counts more than any further words I write. For even if I pen more pages than I have days, but have no relationships to count dear, I will have failed and all my words will be for nought.
May your day be blessed beyond measure and your relationships deepened beyond expectation as you go about your day.
p.s. Share with me your own thoughts about what you hold dear. Let’s inspire one another!
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Miriam E. Miles has a finger in quite a few creative pies – her personal writing includes poetry, short reflective pieces on family, identity and spiritual awakening and her work life is spent helping clients build authentic and engaging social media connections.
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